Natasha R. x Female reader AVENGERS ONE SHOTS

Somniphobia

A/N: Trigger warning, I think. I don't really know but imma put one just in case.

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Somniphobia causes extreme anxiety and fear around the thought of going to bed. This phobia is also known as hypnophobia, clinophobia, sleep anxiety, or sleep dread.

Y/n's POV

1:00 Am.

Here I am, in the same situation as every other night since the death of my father. He died in 2017, it's 2022.

I haven't slept properly in 4 fucking years, not one, not two, not three...but 4.

I've been an Avenger for three years now, I just have a shit load of enhanced senses and no other special powers. I mean, anything I get my hands on becomes weapon for me, but thats not a power, it just came from my training in the past.

Anyways, the team still doesn't know about my situation, and I want to keep it that way but...it's starting to get even worse, and I don't take my medication so that adds onto everything, I think I actually lost my meds.

I'm absolutely terrified of going to sleep, crazy right? I mean, who the hell was afraid of resting? But that's not the case, it's the fact that I may never wake up that scares me, not to mention the amount of nightmares I have.

I sigh and slowly stand up from my bed, going over to my closet and putting on a T-shirt and some sweatpants. I put some socks on and make my way to the kitchen.

On the way there, I ran directly into someone, realizing it was my best friend/crush, Natasha.

"Y/n?" she rubs hey eye. "Hey, Nat. Why are you up?" I question her and she rubs her neck "I was coming to your room...because I can't sleep." She says while staring at the floor, embarrassed, why is she embarrassed by that? "Come on." I tell her and she looks at me gratefully "Thank you." She says and I lead her back to my room.

She lays down and I lie next to her, we just lay in silence and eventually, I hear soft breaths from beside me indicating that she fell asleep. I sigh to myself and just stare at the ceiling.

Time skip, Natasha's POV

I slowly open my eyes, taking in my surroundings and realizing I'm in Y/n's room. I don't know what it is, but the aroma in her room just always soothes me, I can't even describe it but it smells great. And you know what makes it even better? She smells exactly like that too, thats why I love being around her all the time, well, that and the fact that she's funny, smart, caring, nice, mean too but in a joking way, not to mention she's cute as FUCK, and when I say cute as fuck, I mean cute fuck. Long story short, I have a crush, crazy right?

I was brung out of my thoughts by a exhausted groan coming from next to me, I look over to see Y/n rubbing her face. "Hey." I say and she looks over at me. "Hi." She says softly "How was your sleep?" She asks "It was good once I got in here." I say and she nods with a tired smile "How was yours?" I ask and she stays silent for a minute.

"It was alright." She shrugs.

Just alright? "Why 'alright' ?" I raised an eyebrow and she looks away, quietly saying:

"Just a few nightmares, nothing I'm not used to."

"A few?!?" I nearly yelled and she flinches slightly "Sorry, sorry, I'm sorry. But why didn't you wake me up, I could've helped you." I tell her "And what do you mean, 'nothing I'm not used to?" She sighs.

"I have at least 3 nightmares a night."

"3 in 1 night and you told no-one." I ask her, completely dumbfounded at this information...but it slowly clicked. The bags under her eyes, the fact she drinks more coffee than Tony, her randomly walking around the tower at night, the flinching, that one time she begged me to let her do watch on that stake out we had to do a year ago. It all tied together, but I still don't fully understand.

"Can you go to sleep and stay asleep?" I broke the silence.

"No, and I know this sounds stupid, but I'm kinda scared to go to sleep." She admits, looking anywhere but at me. "Y/n thats not stupid, that's a condition, a phobia." I tell her, putting my hand on her shoulder. "So I'm not crazy?" she questions, but I think she was more so asking herself than me.

"I'm gonna talk to Bruce and Tony about it, get them to examine you, and we're all gonna help you, okay?" I ask and she hesitates for a second before nodding.

Two months later, 3rd person POV

After that day, Y/n finally got the help she needed, everyone on the team, even Peter, helped her out.

Tony and Bruce had diagnosed her with Somniphobia and per-scribed her the necessary medication that she planned to actually keep this time.

Her and Natasha got even closer...You know, they're dating now. Everything was great. Life was great, and that was new Y/n.

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A/n: This my first one- shot in so long, and I have to get back into the grove of writing so I apologize if this was bad. I'm also sorry if I got anything wrong in this one, plssss let me know if I messed anything up.

HAPPY NEW YEAR AND CHRISTMAS, I know I'm late but still.

Also, this was not proffered

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