Toxic - A Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader Story

Chapter 29

Natasha's POV:

I was right, this is the longest fucking flight ever. I'm pretty sure Y/N and Buck have argued roughly 4 times. I hate to agree with Gareth but he was right, these two are so much like siblings that it's driving me up the fucking wall. I swear to god I'm gonna knock their fucking heads together.

"Will you two just stop it already?!"

I see their heads snap to me and I sigh softly. 

"You two are actually unbelievable at the minute, you's haven't stopped arguing the whole time."

I see Y/N look down at her hands and take a shaky breath. I frown softly at her watching her actions closely and I see her picking at the skin around her nails. I watch as she gets up and walks to the room at the back of the Quinjet and shuts the door. 

"I shouldn't have shouted at her. She's been through enough and I'm obviously not helping."

I rub my face frustratedly and I glance at Buck and he frowns.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come. It's me that's making it a lot harder for her, I get that she won't trust me or even like me for a good while. I shouldn't have done what I did, I don't even know why I did want I did. I was so insanely jealous."

I nod a little at him and I glance at Wanda who is talking to Yelena and Sasha. She catches my eye line and smiles back at me and I give her a comforting nod as I stand up.

"I'm going to check on Y/N, I feel awful."

Thor nods at me and gives me a reassuring pat on the arm as I walk towards the room and I frown when I hear sniffles. I gently tap on the door.

"Y/N, it's me, can I come in?"

"Sure."

I frown softly because usually she's really inviting and wants me to be there rather than just kind of dealing with me being there. I walk into the room frowning at her seeing her curled up into a tight ball at the edge of the bed.

"Sweetheart? Are you okay?"

She shakes her head crying and I move so I'm in front of her and I kneel down softly stroking her cheek.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

She does a kind of grabby hand at me and I move next to her on the bed and I adjust us so she's able to lay her head on my chest and she wraps her arms around my waist tightly and digs her nails into my hip. I wince slightly trying to loosen her grip.

"Sweetheart, let go a little, your nails are digging into my hip."

She immediately let's go pulling her arms to herself tearing up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise I was hurting you."

She pulls her arms tightly into her chest and I frown softly gently grabbing her hands pulling them back toward me letting her drape her arms around me and I softly kiss her forehead.

"Come here darling, you're okay, I promise. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours hm?"

She sniffles as she nuzzles her head into my chest and I softly kiss the top of her head stroking my fingers through her hair.

"It's just hard, my brain it, it feels mushy. It's like a big part of my mind is blank, I couldn't remember anything. Well, I mean I can't remember anything. I remember me and Bucky got in a massive argument and then it all goes black. I remember having glimpses, maybe memories of you flash through my mind."

I nod listening to her and I frown softly knowing that she is obviously struggling with being back. Especially struggling with being back around Bucky. I just wish that I knew how was best to help her.