The Presidents Daughter || NATASHA X FEM READER

Wash it Away

Natasha's POV: (backing up time to when Y/N left)

Y/N has been a little distant since last night, she was attached to her phone all afternoon. I understand the importance of the meeting, I do, but going while sick?

It put me in a bad mood, what if it was me she wanted to get away from?

She told me she didn't want me to be a secret, but she lets go of my hand when we step out of the office, she barely looks at me when we are around people and she keeps bringing women to her apartment without telling me. First Vera and now Wanda.

Ring

I open the door,

"Oh," I say disappointed.

"Is uh.. y/n here?" Her eyes look down to her feet.

"Meeting," I say closing the door.

She holds it open with her hand.

"Natasha, why are you mad at me?" Her green eyes look at me pleading for an answer.

"Vera, I'm not mad at you," I tried closing the door again. Her hand stops it again.

"I want to be cool, can we please just talk about it?"

I think about it for a moment, I actually don't want things to be awkward. I open the door inviting her in.

"Where's y/n?"

"She's meeting with some people, she wants to help open a children's center for low-income families to get a meal and a safe place to play,"

"And I thought she couldn't be any more of an angel," she sits on the couch and rubs her legs nervously.

"She's perfect," I pour a glass of wine, I point my glass at her as a way of asking if she wants one and she accepts.

"I think she and I can become good friends," she says, accepting the glass.

"Yeah?"

"Yes, but I want to make sure things aren't weird between us first. I can forget that anything happened between us,"

"Nothing happened between us,"

"I wouldn't say you undressing me and kissing me was nothing," she says, taking a sip.

"It was nothing to me."

"Fine, but why do you insist on ignoring me? If it was nothing, why do you feel you have to ignore me around her?" She sits back.

"I would've ignored you even if she weren't around,"

"Oh I think I would've had all your attention if she weren't around," she says bitterly.

"What? Are you jealous I'm with her?"

"I don't care who you're with Natasha, but she's my friend and I don't want her to feel weird about us."

"Oh shut up, you don't care about being her friend. Her mother is a world leader, you just want to use her to move up from being an intern." I spit

"Don't accuse me of that, I care about her," she screams.

"What do you want me to do? Do you want me to put on a fake smile for you?" I scream back

"I want to know why we can't just be regular friends," I don't answer her question,"Who's she meeting with?" She says letting out a sigh, signaling that she's given up the last conversation.

"Sydney Harris and Wanda Maximoff"

"Maximoff? Yeah, she's mentioned her before," she says like there's a story.