Daddy?

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A/N: Sorry in advance besties 😳

"Have you seen my phone?" I ask Natasha while I dump everything out of my bag onto the couch and rummage through it.

"Nope," she sits opposite of me scrolling on hers.

"I can't find-" I look up at her and realize its not her phone she holding, "Nat"

She hums.

"What are you doing?" I cross my legs.

"Text me" She mocks my words to Vera. "now you won't be texting anybody." she puts the phone in her back pocket.

I roll my eyes.

I look down at the mess of things on the couch, it's clear I haven't cleaned this purse out in a while.

I got up to throw the Gum wrappers and receipts in the trash.

"Oh wow this is interesting," Natasha says.

"What?" I turn to walk back. She looks at the pile of things left: 2 condoms, a plan B, and an unopened pregnancy test.

"That's obviously because of you," I joke.

She picks up the pregnancy test.

"One of Sydney's sick jokes" I shake my head.

"I thought I was gonna be a father," She joked and tossed it back in the pile. "I'm going to shower, join me?"

"In a sec"

She gets up and walks away, my eyes follow her until she turns a corner.

I look down at the pregnancy test and let out a shaky breath. I grab it along with the condoms and plan b to throw it out. I toss them in one by one, I hold the test with both my hands and look at it.

"Y/N," Natasha calls out from the bathroom.

"Coming," I close the trash lid and stash the test in my purse.

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She removes my clothes slowly and lets them fall on the bathroom floor. She turns me around, put her hands on my shoulder, and slowly smoothed them down my arms to hold my hands. She trails small kisses starting at my jaw and going down my neck and ending at my shoulder.

"I love you" she whispers in my ear.

I turn around and cup her face. "Natasha," tears flood my eyes.

"What's wrong?" she says with genuine concern.

"I just love you so much," the tears run out.

She holds my naked body tight against hers.

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Hi, I know it's late but... can you come see me tomorrow? It's important.

......

I know, I know, ill explain when you get here.

......

It's nothing like that I just-

......

It's important, please.

......

See you tomorrow

The call ends, I look at the time as I walk back into the room.

3:00 am

I slowly crawl back into bed, afraid I'll wake Natasha up if I hurry.

She instinctively puts her arms around me in her sleep and I feel safe again. 

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