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Saturdays were usually quiet in the compound. After all that happened with Thanos (don't worry, no one died!) the team had deserved some time off. Everyone sort of did their own thing: Cap, Sam and Bucky were always outside with Peter who was showing them how to fly radio-controlled airplanes, Tony and Banner were doing god-knows-what in the lab, and Wanda and Vision were always baking something, letting the homely smell of cooking waft through the rooms.
You, however, loved to just lounge around all day with Nat, usually just cuddling in bed, watching anything you liked on Disney+ or Netflix. Yours and Nat's love language was touch, so you would constantly be holding hands or exchanging sweet kisses during this time.
It was currently about 8:30am on a Saturday and the compound was quiet as usual. Nat had put on an episode of Glee (which is your favourite episode?) whilst the sun was creeping from behind the curtains. She was sat up against the headboard with her arms wrapped lazily around your waist, every so often pressing kisses to the top of your head. You leaned back into her, settling your head on her chest whilst making faces as Rachel Berry was being her usual cocky self.
"She has a really punch-able face" you casually blurted out as Rachel was prancing about on the screen. You could feel Nat tilt her head towards you, a smirk pulling at her lips.
"Y/N you can't say that. You can't go around punching everyone!
"You do!" you exclaimed, shuffling to turn around to look at her face.
"Yeah, well I'm allowed to. That's different. I'm an assassin, babe." she said, squeezing your waist as an effort to wipe the pout off your face.
"And it's hot as hell. It kinda turns me on, sometimes" You knew if Nat could blush, she would be bright red by now, but it's Natasha Romanoff She doesn't go red. She's perfect.
"Well I'll remember next time we -"
"HEY LOVEBIRDS MOVE YOUR ASSES! IM TAKING EVERYONE OUT FOR THE DAY. BE DOWNSTAIRS IN 20 MINS OR IM LEAVING WITHOUT YOU!" Tony's voice broke through the peaceful atmosphere of the room, making you both jump.
Rolling your eyes as you slowly slid out of bed you walked to the window and whilst opening the curtains you yelled "OKAY TONY YOU DONT NEED TO BE SO LOUD. ISNT THAT THE WHOLE POINT OF JARVIS? TO TELL US MESSAGES WITHOUT BEING THREATENED!"
"GO TO HELL Y/L/N"
You heard Tony muttering to himself as he stalked his way back along the corridor, finding his next victim to deafen. Nat was already out of bed, pulling out outfits for you both. You quickly applied some concealer, mascara, eyeliner and lipgloss, before brushing through your hair, braiding a couple of sections to keep the front pieces out of your face. Changing into your outfit, you walked into the bathroom where Nat was already brushing her teeth. She glanced at you in the mirror, wiggling her eyebrows to make you laugh. You very quickly brushed your teeth, both you and Nat applied your perfume, grabbed your shoes and bags, and walked to the elevator.
You both exited the elevator into the hallway where everyone was gathered. Stark was stood by the door, talking to someone on the phone, probably Happy.
"Right Everyone" he said, addressing the group of Avengers in front of him. "I have split you all up into 4 cars. Car 1 will be myself, Peter and Bruce. Car 2 is Rhodey, Vision, Clint and Thor. Car 3 is Cap, Buck and Sam. And ladies, you've got Car 4.
Y/N POV
I squealed as tony tossed Nat the keys. I loved hanging out with Wanda, especially in the car because we all just sing our hearts out to all the songs on our "Driving with the Gals" playlist on Spotify. Abba, Fleetwood Mac, Chase Atlantic, Arctic Monkeys, Imagine Dragons, we all have the same music taste.
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Natasha Romanoff OneShots
Fanfiction(cover by @rxmqnvff) Requests Open! Fluff/Angst Also includes Flo/ Yelena