N.R. One Shots

Shot

You down your 9th drink, mind now fuzzy from the alcohol. Its one of Starks infamous parties and of course, he had a serve yourself bar.

So you and Carol had decided to take advantage of that, and gotten wasted before the night even properly began.

Natasha had already warned you not to drink too much. You both knew what happened once you had had at least 5 drinks and with you guys secretly dating, she didn't want to take any chances. Once Carol showed up, however, you couldn't stop yourself. No way were you letting HER have all the fun.

You lick your lips, almost falling off your stool as Carol yanks on your hand. "I'm hot."

"I don't think Tony knows that, take off your shirt-!"

"Noooo" Carol shakes her head violently, causing her drink to spill. "I'm HOT. Let's go to the pool."

She yanks your hand, pulling you to the huge indoor swimming pool. Arms out by her side, she belly flops into the cold water.

"C'MON Y/N ITS FUN!!"

You glance up and see Nat on the balcony. She catches sight of you, one look, and she knows you're drunk. "Y/N no."

You've wanted to out your relationship to the rest of the team go SUCH a long time, but Nat always stopped you. You didnt know why she did that, the guys were pretty cool about everything so you couldn't imagine what could possibly go wrong.

Maybe she was just embarrassed.

Sticking out your tongue at Nat like a toddler, you jump feet-first into the pool, splashing up beside Carol. Both of you piss drunk, you find I hard to stay afloat and you start panicking. You can't feel the the floor of the pool under you as you that's around.

Carol is having the time of her life dunking your head under over and over without realising you're practically drowning.

On the balcony, Nat sees this scene, concern immediately kicking in.
'Oh this little bitc-' Nat thinks to herself. She abandons her drink, zooming down the stairs as fast as she can to get to you.

"CAROL STOP RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!" She yells at the giggling blonde who still has her hand firmly on your head.

Almost half the people at the party turn to watch the scene at Nat's loud admonishment. Altough she doesn't show it, Nat I scared shitless at your gasping form.

"CAROL!!!" Nat yells again, and the blonde releases you with a roll of her eyes. You surface with a gasp, giggling suddenly as youre no longer in danger.

Nat gives you a 'get your ass here right now' look and you sheepishly climb out the swimming pool, standing beside Nat.

Almost instinctively, Nat wraps her arms around your cold, shaking shoulders, here eyes big with anger and concern.
"What the fuck were you thinking!" She whisper yells at you.

Suddenly, Nat jerks her head up, seeing everyone looking curiously at you both, wondering why Nat suddenly cares about you so much when almost anyone else there could've rescued you.

Immediately, Nat lets go of you, stepping away in a we're-just-friends stance and you're shoulders droop.

"Up to the room in two minutes, I'll be there in a while," she hisses at you, but you dig your feet into the ground, staying where you are.
"Why should I listen to you?" You slur, drunkenly.

"What do you mean?" Nat cocks her head.
"I MEAN," You say, "why should I listen to YOU, when you're ashamed to even tell people you're my...my....girlfriend."

Nat freezes in place, looking away then looking back at you. People start dispersing, the interesting part being over.

"I'm not ashamed.."
"Tell that to someone else. WAIT! You can't. Cuz you're embarassed to admit you're dating me." You pout, turning aww from her.

Nat bites her lip. She's not embarrassed... Nat had never had something so REAL before. She'd never had someone that cared for her, loved her so unconditionally.
She was scared telling everyone would make it even more real..and she tended to mess up real things.

"Just take a shot Natasha.." You mumbled and she looked you over, shaking from the cold, shoulders slumped sadly.

In a split second decision Nat was by your side, holding you tight to her. Her warmth seeping into you.

"Let's go up to the room and get you some warm clothes," she says to you, lovingly stroking back your wet hair. "And then we can cuddle."

You stare at her, surprised, as she starts to walk you back into the house, well, mansion..

"And tomorrow," she smiles, "we can tell everyone. About us." She gives you a little squeeze.

"Really?" You ask, bewildered.

"Yes. I'm sorry I've been scared my love, but you're right. I'm gonna take the shot."

Sorry for all the spelling errors I'm sleepy as fuck