Natasha Romanoff & Scarlett Johansson One Shots

Wired ~ SJ

Warnings: Swearing

(Inspired by reading tweets interviews idk if wired have one so i've made with up)
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You sat side by side with Scarlett in front of the white sheet with cameras in front of you. You were currently doing a press tour for your guys new movie and right now you were about to do another wired interview. You have already done the autocomplete interview now you were doing the one where you read tweets.

You were excited, you loved doing these types of interviews as it was a way to connect with fans further and plus it was just really fun. Especially when you were doing it with your girlfriend.

"Okay, you guys ready?" The camera man asked and you both replied with a yes, resting your arms on the sofa.

"Hey, I'm Scarlett Johansson," Scarlett smiled at the camera.

"And i'm Y/n Y/l/n." You smiled as well.

"And today we are going to be reading your tweets." Scarlett explained and you nodded.

"This is Wired's Tweetmania." You did jazz hands as you said it and someone passed you a jar for you to pull the tweets out of.

"Okay you go first." You motioned to Scarlett who instantly started mixing through the pieces of paper.

"Okay got one," She unfolded it and read it in her head before out loud while you waited in anticipation, "Scarjo is so hot, to the point i would jump off of vormir for her." Scarlett read out and you laughed.

"Ouch, Scarjo. To be honest, I would too." You wiggled your eyebrows at her and she playfully nudged you.

"I'm honoured." She said to the camera before passing the jar to you.

"Okay let's see, this one." You pulled out a piece of paper and read it without bothering to read it to yourself first. "I don't know who I would rather be, Scarlett or Y/n. A choice i'd never be able to choose between, even with a gun to my head." You read aloud.

"That's extreme." Scarlett laughed and you nodded.

"I can't choose either." You joked. You continued to read the tweets, laughing and making fun of each other as you did and eventually you got down to the last two.

"Nooo, we are nearly done." You whined as Scarlett pulled one out, only leaving one left.

You watched her facial expression as she quickly read it to herself, whether she would either laugh and smile or cringe. Though she did neither, her face fell and she instantly scrunched up the piece of paper. You looked at her confused but she didn't look at you, instead turned her attention to the crew between the camera.

"I'm not reading this one. Who chose these?" Her voice was sharp and stern, which confused you even more. These were meant to be fun and jokes. You went to take the piece of paper out of her hand to read it for yourself but she held a tight grip on it.

"Scar, what did it say?" You asked her, trying once more to see the tweet.

"It doesn't matter, it just wasn't necessary." Scarlett answered for you while her manager spoke to the crew leader.

"It can't be that bad it's just a Wired tweet." You shrugged but she still wouldn't let you see.

"Would you at least tell me what it was about, or who?" You were tired of getting no answers.

"It doesn't matter, it's not going to be in the video anyways." She shrugged trying not to make it a big deal.

Eventually, Scarlett's manager called he over to tell him what the tweet was about. So she got up to head over to him, accidentally leaving the price of paper with the tweet on it on the table.

You picked it up and read it, what could it have been about to make her act like that? Though your face fell when you read it and you instantly felt insecure.

Someone had written a mean tweet about you. How you didn't deserve Scarlett because you were a shit actor and probably the type of person to cheat and you were so ugly you didn't fit together. Of course it was just a tweet, someone behind a screen but it still got to you.

When Scarlett came over she saw the paper in your hand and your eyes glued to it, scanning i've rut over and over. She snatched it out of your hand to stop you and took your hand to leave you out the door.

"I said you shouldn't have read it. Come on, let's go." She dragged you out the building and into the car. You didn't say a word the whole time and Scarlett sensed that it had got to you.

"Please don't believe it, baby." She placed a supporting hand on your thigh, though you just continued to look out the car window.

"It's just some dickhead behind a screen that has nothing better to do. I love you and I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world, that's all that matters." Scarlett used her finger to tilt your chin to the side edit you to look at her.

"It's. Not. True." She assured you and you nodded slightly. Yeah, you knew it wasn't true but someone still thought it.

When you got to the hotel room, you instantly went to the bedroom. Taking your shoes off and flopping onto the bed, you stared at the ceiling, you didn't even bother looking up when Scarlett walked in. It had put you in a bad mood. Scarlett also took off her shoes and moved to sit next to you on the edge of the bed.

"I brought you a drink." She offered and you sat up beside her, talking a sip before placing it on the night stand.

"You're still letting it get to you." The last thing Scarlett wanted was for you to believe them and see yourself in a bad way.

"I can't help it." You muttered and she nodded.

"I know, but there are always going to be people like that. But does it really matter what they think?" You shook your head at her words.

"Come here." She helped you up, and pulled you into her lap so you were facing her.

"How about I show you how much I love you, and how beautiful you are." Scarlett muttered before connecting your lips together in a hard, passionate kiss.

The two of you fell down onto the bed, you still on top of her as you lost yourselves in each other's embrace.

(A/N) It's been a few days but here we are. I've nearly gotten through all the requests you guys have sent me, but still feel free to send me more!