Avengers x Y/n One shots (finished)

Protective (Nat x Y/n)✨💢

You stumbled towards her room, trying to hide the limp. Your room was on the 6th floor and with the elevator broken, you'd taken to the stairs. Unfortunately for you, you were not only drunk, but hurt. You had given up by the third floor. Luckily, this was also the floor where Natasha's bedroom was located. 

As quietly as you could you stumbled to her door and knocked. She opened it less than a minute later. 

"This better be goo- Y/n?" You tried to smile at her but as the split in your lip pulled apart it turned into a grimace. Nat grabbed your jaw lightly, angling your face so she could see it better. Anger overwhelmed her as she noted your injuries. The split lip, a pending black eye, and the red outline of a hand print on your cheek. She lightly wiped the blood off the corner of your mouth. You looked up at her, tears brimming your eyes. 

"Who. Did. This." She growled through gritted teeth. 

"I...uh...I don't remember his name." She narrowed her eyes at you, 

"You're lying. Why?" 

"I'm no-" At the look on her face you dropped it. 

"It's not worth it," you tried not to slur, but failed miserably. She looked you up and down. 

"Tell me. Now." The barely contained rage in her voice was all you needed. 

"L-Logan uh Logan Smith." You wavered, starting to fall forward. Natasha caught you, bringing you back to your feet. Her face softened as she buried her anger. She slid her arm under yours and helped you into her bedroom. You sat on the edge of her bed. 

"Are you okay, Princess?" You nodded. She shook her head. 

"I know that's a lie. Can you tell me where it hurts the most?" 

"M-my ankle." Tasha knelt down and lifted your leg, feeling your ankle. 

"Alright, that's just a sprain, nothing that can't wait until morning." She bit her lip, looking you over. The blood had clotted on your arm and the cut wasn't very deep. She sighed, deciding that going to the med bay could wait until tomorrow. 

"Come here, Princess." You moved closer to her and she scooped you up, marriage style and laid you on the bed covering you with a blanket. You were asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow. Natasha watched you for a moment, making sure your breathes were steady before giving you a small kiss on the forehead. She tucked a stray eice of hair behind your ear. 

"I'm going to find the bastard that hurt you and hurt him 100 times worse. I promise." She kissed the shell of your ear. 

"I'll be back before you wake up."