Natasha Romanoff One-shots

I Love You 🥺🥰

Original oneshot from @wandaromanova from tumblr

Link to tumblr: https://wandaromanova.tumblr.com/post/654119040352239616/can-u-do-a-fic-where-femreader-and-nat-are-broken

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Ex-lovers Natasha and Y/N dance around their feelings for each other. They decide that hostility was the best course of action.

Warnings: cussing, and violence

Word Count: 2.5k

You and Natasha dated for a year and a half before you guys decided to call it quits. It was a mutual agreement, but there was still some sort of bad blood between the both of you that was painfully obvious. The tension could be cut with a knife.
You guys were going great at first. You both understood each other on a level that no one else could. You would do typical couple things in order to compensate for the lack of stability and domesticity you've both had in your lives. Movie nights, designated date nights, cuddle sessions in the late hours of the night, and literally every other cliche there was in the book.
However, you and Natasha were both raised in similar environments. From young ages, you guys were trained to conceal your true emotions and that love was for children. So, communicating with one another was something that the both of you didn't know how to do.
You didn't try to communicate and neither did she; and there lied the problem. Natasha would absolutely freak on you if you so much as looked at another person. You would get upset if Natasha went on a mission without informing you first. There were so many pointless arguments that occurred between you and Natasha. Arguments that could've been avoided or solved if you guys were able to just talk to each other.
You would say that you guys did talk... just in a higher volume than normal conversation. The yelling between you both could be heard throughout the compound. Most times, you would get so fed up and tired from the arguing, that you didn't even know why you guys were fighting anymore. It wasn't healthy and you knew it.
You and Natasha never once told each other the big three words. That was a line neither of you dared to cross. Like the Red Room and The Academy taught you both, love was a weakness and was nothing more than a concept believed by children. You'd like to think that actions spoke louder than words, though.
You could feel the love between you both in the way you would hold onto one another after a mission had gone wrong. You could feel it in the way Natasha worried and panicked when you'd come back from a mission with so much as a scratch above your eyebrow. However, you still could not bring yourself to tell her how you felt. Not that it would matter now, considering you guys had broken up.
It's been five months since the breakup, and at first your plan of action was to be civil with your ex-girlfriend, but she had other plans. Natasha would bark out snarky remarks whenever you would speak up during team meetings. She began to give you cold glares whenever you walked into a room. God forbid you would even breathe in her direction, she would storm out of a room at the speed of light if you did so.
So, you began to act the same way she was. Okay, yes, it was extremely childish thinking. You should be mature, regardless of how Natasha was treating you, but you couldn't be civil anymore. So you would treat her just as harshly as she did you. You'd send her sharper glares than she would give you. You'd never listen to anything she had to add during mission meetings, being sure to make it obvious you weren't paying attention. And you would always counter her hostile comments that were directed towards you.
The team was currently sat in a meeting. You and Natasha were meant to be sent on a mission together, to which you both immediately objected.
"Steve, do I really have to go with that over there? I'd rather go myself and risk dying than go with her." Natasha pointed in your direction and you were immediately offended by her statement.
"No, I would rather go and die than have to hear one more word out of your god damn mouth. You're such a bitch." You spoke as you stood up from your seat, Natasha following suit. Natasha walked across the room and stopped in front of you. She harshly shoved a finger against your chest.
"What the fuck did you just call me? You better take it back before I make sure you never talk again." Natasha glared at you intensely as she stared into your eyes. You returned her stare with a bored expression on your face.
"I said you're a bitch. What are you going to do about it, Widow?" You asked her challengingly. Natasha moved to pounce on you, but Bucky, who was sitting next to your spot, sprung in and intervened.
"Let her go Barnes. I'd love to kick her ass." You smirked as your words only enraged Natasha more. She struggled against Bucky's grip, trying to free herself so she could pound your face into the floor, but she couldn't break free.
"Okay! Enough. Natasha, you're off the mission. Y/N, you're with me. We leave in 10." Steve spoke with conviction in his voice, fed up with the pair of you. Natasha stopped resisting Bucky's hold as he slowly let her go. You looked at her with one harsh glare before you took the mission file that was on the table and walked out of the room. As you left, everyone in the room stared at Natasha. She huffed and stormed out of the room as well.
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You and Steve were currently staked out in a van. You guys were spying on one of the leaders of Hydra and an infamous weapons dealer. The man was currently having a lunch with the dealer. You had been sitting there together for about an hour. You were bored out of your mind and pissed that you couldn't get Natasha out of your mind. You wanted to punch yourself in the face for thinking about how hot she looked when she pissed. The way her eyes would widen, showing off more of her green irises as her eyebrows furrowed together in anger. The way her chest rose and fell as she took deep breaths. God, she had such nice boobs.
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Fury's voice coming in through comms. "Okay, we evacuated civilians off of the sidewalk in front of the restaurant. Remember, wait until they're in front of the alley before you attack. They may have weapons." Fury informed you both and you looked onto the monitor to confirm the empty street. Sure enough, there wasn't a civilian in sight; good.
Steve replied with a quick "okay" before movement from the door of the restaurant caught your attention. "Steve, there they are. Move out, now." You spoke as you loaded your gun and attached it to your hip. You and Steve jumped out of the van. Steve threw his shield and hit both of the men with it. His shield came back to him as if ricocheted off of the men.
Your gun was pointed at the both of them as you guys approached them. "Meeting in broad daylight? Doesn't seem like a smart move for two supposedly genius people." You spoke as Steve searched the two men for any weapons. They didn't have any. That should've been a red flag, but you weren't in the right state of mind right now.
Suddenly, another van pulled up in front of the alleyway, right behind the vehicle you both had just exited. Hydra Agents with semi-automatic guns filed out of the van. Fuck. You guys were set up. Steve shared a look with you before he threw his shield toward the men and knocked the guns out of a few of the agent's hands.
You began to fire towards the men with your own gun. You shot them in the shoulders, sending them flying to the ground in pain. You and Steve made quick work of the men and soon enough, there were unconscious men littered across the floor.
You and Steve turned back to the two men you had previously captured as they laid on the floor in shock. They really thought their little stunt would work? Pathetic. Unfortunately, one of the Hydra agents was still conscious. You and Steve failed to notice the movement behind your backs. The man pointed a nearby gun at you and fired 5 shots at you. He missed three of them, but managed to land two into your abdomen.
You fell to the ground as Steve whipped around and actually knocked the man unconscious this time. "Fury, we need backup! L/N is down!" He spoke frantically into comms as he applied pressure to your wounds. Your eyes were open in shock as you tried to process what just happened. You were shot. It really did hurt like a bitch. What are those black spots? God, I want Natasha right now. Wait, what? No, it's just the blood loss talking.
You fell unconscious as soon as the backup S.H.I.E.L.D agents appeared on the scene. You were rushed back to the Avengers Compound in one of S.H.I.E.L.D's vehicles, Steve following you after ensuring the two men were detained. As soon as the car made it to the compound, your unconscious body was placed onto a gurney and you were being rushed to the medical wing.
As your body was being rolled through the halls of the compound, you were pushed by the doctors past Natasha. She did a double take and quickly turned around to confirm what she had just saw. Her heart sunk to her stomach at the sight of your limp, blood-covered body. She ran after you without a second thought, fear and dread taking over.
Natasha tried to enter the medical wing where they had just taken you, but she was stopped by a strong hand abruptly placing itself onto her shoulder. "Nat, we need to let them take care of her. We'd only be disturbing them and we need their focus to 100% be on Y/N." Steve said in an attempt to convince the redhead to stop her plan of barging into the room like a madwoman. Natasha took one last glance at the door before she heavily sighed and walked to the wall across the door. She slid her back slowly against the wall and placed her head in her hands.
"What happened, Rogers?" Natasha asked, afraid of hearing the answer. Steve went over the events of the mission, and all Natasha could think was that she should've been there with you. She would've jumped in front of that bullet to save you in a heartbeat because she loved you. Wait. She loved you? Holy fuck! She loved you!
Natasha's heart rate increased rapidly at her self revelation. She has loved you this entire time. God, she was so fucking blind. How could she not see what was right in front of her? She was madly in love with you. She let the things the Red Room drilled into her affect your relationship. Now, she wasn't sure if she'd have the opportunity to make it up to you. That thought scared Natasha more than any mission ever could.
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1 hour later
An hour later, and the entire team was sprawled across the hallway of the medical wing. Wanda sat beside Natasha on the floor, comfortingly holding her hand. The rest of the team just stood, anxiously and impatiently waiting to hear about your status.
At the sound of the medical bay door opening, Natasha shot up from her spot on the floor and looked towards Helen Cho. "What's her status? Is she okay? Did she make it?" Natasha immediately fired off questions at the Doctor. The team stood firmly behind Natasha as they looked at Dr. Cho, their eyes asking her the same questions Natasha did.
"She coded on the table a few times. The bullets hit some major arteries, but we managed to stop the bleeding. If she had arrived even a minute later than she did, she wouldn't have made it." The relief of the good news radiated off of earth's mightiest heroes. Natasha almost let tears escape her eyes, but quickly blinked them back.
"Can I see her?" Natasha asked desperately. "Yes you can, but shes still asleep. The anesthesia was very strong so she'll be out for a few more hours." Helen spoke as she opened the door for Natasha. She entered and let out a sigh of relief as she caught sight of your chest rising and falling steadily. Natasha grabbed a nearby chair and placed it right beside your bed. She lightly stroked your hair before she gripped your hand.
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3 hours later
You groaned as you slowly open your eyes and were met with an obnoxiously bright light hovering over you. You heard some shuffling before the light was shut off. You turned your head towards the other person in the room and you rolled your eyes at who it was.
"If you're here to be an asshole, please leave. I'm not in the mood for it." You spoke as you watched Natasha sit back down in the chair next to your bed.
"I'm not here for that. I wanted to apologize, Y/N. You were right, I was a bitch. You didn't deserve the way I treated you, but I was just afraid." Natasha began to speak as she seemingly appeared nervous. You've never seen her nervous before, you're pretty sure no one ever has.
"I was so terrified because I love you. Everyone I love ends up leaving me, and I couldn't watch you leave me. So, I thought it was best if I beat you to the punch." Natasha looked down to her lap and played with her fingers absentmindedly. Your eyes widened as far as they could go at Natasha's words. She loved you. She actually, verbally said it. That's a huge fucking deal.
"I know my logic may not make the best sense, but what does make sense is the fact that I love you. I always have and I was just too stupid to tell you. I'm sorry, I love you so much." Natasha spoke as she tore her gaze from her hands and up to your eyes.
You reached your hand out for hers and she shakily took your hand in hers. You almost let out a gasp at the contact, you missed her touch so much. "I won't ever leave you, Natasha because I love you too. I'm sorry too. I was just as afraid as you were. We were both stupid." You let out a little laugh at your last words. Natasha let out a chuckle as a tear fell from her eyes. Oh god, you've never seen her cry either.
"You scared me. I thought you weren't going to make it. When I saw your body being wheeled down here.... all the blood... I-" Natasha words were cut off as you smashed your lips against hers. You winced as the pain from your gunshot wounds radiated across your body, but you couldn't care less about that right now. The only thing that mattered in this moment was that the woman you loved, loved you too. You'd never be afraid to express your love for her ever again.