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Natasha had been fighting sleep for what seemed like forever. She was twisting and turning in her bed, her eyes seemingly being shut. There was only one part in the night where she found herself able to actually fall asleep. Her head was knuzzled on his chest as he arm laid next to her, her hand unknowingly over his heart. As his arm was wrapped around her waist and the other was on the back of her head.
The sound of the phone ringing had her spring up and out of bed. She turned to the side and saw Klaus Mikaelson lying on her bed. He had a grin plastered on his face. "You seemed to have calmed down the second you were using me as your pillow."
Natasha stuck her finger out to shush him as she answered the phone. "Hi?" Natasha said. "You sound tired. I apologize for waking you up, but I need your help." Rebekah said, she sounded desperate and whinny. "Sure. I'll be there in an hour. And don't say anything, because you woke me up. You don't get to set the time." Natasha heard Rebekah sigh. "Fine."
Klaus raised an eyebrow at her. "Why was my sister-" His sentence was cut off when Natasha threw a pillow at his face, and used a spell to push him off the bed. "You some most people consider that to be rude." Klaus said as he got up.
Spencer then came running into the room with a frying pan in his hand. "What hell?! Oh my god. I thought you were a serial killer or something. Ugh. You're just you." Spencer sighed, a slight pant as he had run from his room to the kitchen then back up to Natasha's room.
"Okay. Put the frying pan down, Rapunzel." Natasha said, causing Spencer to lower the pan, but a glare still finding its way towards Klaus.
"What are you doing here? You can't just sneak into my bedroom in the middle of the night." Natasha turned to Klaus. "Someone mentioned you were having trouble sleeping. I came to make sure you were okay." Klaus turned to Spencer.
"When I said 'Nat's not sleeping well, can you come over to check on her?' I meant talk to her or make her tea or something. Not sneak into her room and have her cuddle you unknowingly!" He threw his arms up, causing the frying pan in his hand to hit the dresser.
"You two can continue this outside. I need to shower and get dressed." Natasha said and gestured for them to leave. "You're getting us breakfast." Spencer told Klaus. "Don't you dare say anything because you're rich as hell, and you have compulsion on your side. Get us food. Now." Spencer pointed for Klaus to leave.
"Thanks. Now out." Natasha raised an eyebrow at Spencer. "And put the frying pan away!" she exclaimed. "Ahh!" He sounded like a child as he walked back down the staircase.
It didn't take long for Natasha to complete her morning routine. She had stolen one of Rebekah's shirts that she then paired with one of Bonnie's jeans. It was safe to say that Natasha often raided her friends closets. She had even stolen one of Damon's leather jackets, which he was not happy about, but got over it when he compelled himself a new one.
