Natasha Romanoff One-Shots

Pregnancy

A/n: This will be the last update for now. I'm still occupied with my other book and don't have a lot of ideas for this book either. But I'll update again, when I wrote some more one shots.
Until then: Thank you so much for reading and love to you all <3

Pov y/n

I nervously tap the sink, trying not to get my hopes up.
Natasha and I have been married for around a year now and tried to have a baby ever since. We found a doner who's attributes are close to Nat's so the baby also looks like her. It never worked so far and every time it didn't work, we got disappointed but that's part of the journey. We really want to have a child and wanted to try ourselves before thinking about adoption.

It's our sixth try now and a part of me already is thinking it won't happen while the other part still believes it will work. I took the test a few moments ago and have to wait for the results now. Nat is currently in the compound for a meeting. I didn't tell her that I wanted to take a test today. In case it won't work, I can process on my own before telling her.

It's been even harder on her because she can't get inseminated herself, for obvious reasons and the disappointed and sad look on her face whenever it failed, just breaks my heart.
She always wanted to have kids and most likely on her own, which includes me having them. Not that she wouldn't love a kid that was adopted, she would but she always wanted one herself.

To keep myself from staring at the test, I walk out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, pacing up and down there. I need something to distract me, so I take out my phone and scroll through social media. It kind of works and I occupy myself long enough.

My hands shake a little in nervousness as I walk back into the bathroom to look at the test. I turn it around and stare at the result. One hand slowly lifts up to cover my mouth and tears build up in my eyes. They run down my cheeks as I grab the test to check it again. It's positive! I can't believe it!

A happy squeal leaves my mouth and I place the test back down on the sink to let my brain process.
It worked, I'm pregnant. Nat and I will have a baby.

My heart fills with joy and excitement and I gently place a hand on my lower stomach. We're gonna have a baby!
How do I tell Nat?
Do I call her?
No, she's in the middle of a meeting and I wanna see her face when I tell her.

Maybe I can somehow surprise her... Yes, I'll bake a care and write something on it.
I quickly run into the kitchen and check the ingredients, everything's there. So, I get a recipe and start mixing everything. I decide to make cupcake since they don't take so long. While they are in the oven and the kitchen fills with a delicious smell, I prepare the frosting and to write onto the muffins.

I decide to make the frosting yellow since that's a neutral color.
When the cupcakes are ready, I let them cool off and write letters onto them, so they'll spell "Baby Mama". I arrange them on a trey and excitedly wait for my wife to come home.

Around two hours later Nat comes back and I greet her with a big hug and a lot of kisses.
"Did someone miss me?" She chuckles softly and returns my kiss. I nod and wait for her to get out of her coat and shoes.
"Why are you so excited, my love?" She asks and takes my hand.
"I made something for you." I tell her and pull her towards the kitchen.
"I thought I smelt cupcakes when I walked in." She smiles at me and follows me.

"Close your eyes." I softly command and turn around to her. She laughs but does so. I lead her to stand in front of the trey and let go of her hand.
"You can open them now." I say and bite my lip in excitement. She does and first her eyes land on me until I point down at the trey.

Her eyes fly over the letters and I see her thinking. At first she looks confused at the cupcakes and then to me. When she sees my excited state, her eyes grow and she looks back and forth between me and the cupcakes until I nod and grin widely.

For a split second her eyes dart to my stomach until she fully understands. She lets out a cheerful cry and quickly comes up to me to pull me into a deep hug. I squeal when she lifts me up and spins me around.

After she set me down, she kisses me passionately and I feel something wet on my face and realize she's crying. She never cries but this seems to be a very special moment.

"You're really pregnant?" She whispers as she leans her forehead against mine.
"I am." I confirm and some more tears spill out of her eyes that I gently wipe away with my thumb.
"That's amazing, sweetie. We will have a baby." She says, her voice filled with so much happiness that it makes my heart jump.

"We will. In around nine month we will have a child." I reply, matching her wide smile.
She kisses me again before kneeling down and tugging my shirt up a little. Her fingers softly trace over my stomach and her eyes follow the invisible lines. The next nine months will be amazing.

Seven months later

I groan in frustration which makes Nat look at me directly. Her eyes filled with worry.
"What's the matter, baby?" She asks concerned. I wave her off.
"The baby is just jumping on my bladder and I have to pee again. Even though I went like 30 minutes ago." I inform her and she relaxes a little. She gets up and offers me a hand to help me up. I take it and slowly make my way over to out bathroom. The baby is pretty heavy but that's a good sign. The doctor said she's completely healthy and growing perfectly.

Coming out of the bathroom, Nat's waiting for me to lead me back to our bed. I stop in front of our mirror and smile when I see my huge belly. Nat notices and her smile grows as well.

"You look amazing, my love. You totally glow and I love you endlessly." She whispers into my ear and I start to tear up, damn hormones! Nat smiles and wipes away the tears.

She was amazing the past seven months, always by my side when I needed her. She tolerated every mood swing and did everything to make me feel better. Whenever I was craving something, she got up and brought it to me and when we didn't have it, she would run to the store to get it.

My mood swings were crazy, especially around the third month but she took it all and left me my space when I needed it. And whenever I started crying out of whatever reason, she held me close until I felt better.

By the way she takes care of me, I can tell she will be an amazing mother and I can't wait to see her interact with our baby girl.

"She grows daily." Nat whispers and hugs me from behind.
"She does and she gets heavier each day." I add with a smile and let her lead me back to bed.
I yawn and lean against the headboard.

"Maybe you should take a nap and regain some energy." She suggests and brushes some strains out of my face before kissing my forehead. I nod in agreement and scootch down to lay my head on the pillow. Nat's eyes are glued to my baby belly and I smile softly.

"Go ahead." I encourage her and see her face light up. She carefully pulls up my shirt and tugs my pants down a little so my belly isn't covered. Then her fingers start tracing imaginary lines on my stomach and I relax at her touch. She always did that since the beginning of my pregnancy and it always calms me down.

"Hey baby girl, it's mama. How are you doing in there? Kicking into mommy's bladder?" She starts to talk to my whom. I smile at the interaction, it's literally the sweetest when she does this.
The baby seems to like it too because I feel it kicking inside of me. Nat notices as well and her smile grows.

"Be nice to mommy, only two more months. Then you can come out and we will show you the world and shower you with kisses and cuddles. But until then don't annoy mommy, she did so great in carrying you and loves you so much." Nat continues and my heart fills with pure love for her.

"Now go to sleep because mommy needs a nap. We can talk again when she's awake again, okay?" Nat compromises and kisses my belly.
When she silently starts to sing a lullaby, the happiness spreads through my whole body.
She did this every night since the start and it's the cutest thing ever.