Natasha Romanoff & Scarlett Johansson One Shots

I'm Your Kid? ~ NR

Warnings: Swearing

Natasha: Mom figure, normal age
Reader: Around Peters age
————————————————————

You and Peter just got back from a mission. Despite Natasha's requests to keep you here, Tony had no choice but to send you. So when you walk into the lounge, battered and bruised in your mission suit along side peter, you walk in on the entire team (including Nat) having a conversation.

"What the hell?" Natasha mumbles before she's instantly out of her seat and walking towards you, turning your head in multiple directions to inspect your injuries. You side eye peter with a smirk, both of you having already had a conversation on what you think Natasha's reaction would be.

"Did you go on that stupid mission?" Natasha looked directly at you, she spoke calmly as she always did with you but you could hear the annoyance behind it.

"I had to!" You waved your arms about and sat beside Steve on the couch.

"No you didn't, there's many people on this team that are capable you know." Natasha placed her hands on her hips.

"Yes, but none of them can do what i do." You played around with your powers in your hands, a smirk across your face.

"I had to call it Nat, we had no other choice. Besides, it was meant to be a stake out." Tony glared at both you and Peter, as he came in with a medical kit, making his way to Peter first.

"If it was just a stake out, how on earth did the two of you get so beaten up?" Now Steve questioned you, looking between you and peter.

"We saw movement in one of the buildings and had a small argument over who got to use the binoculars and we didn't realise that some of the gang members had made their way behind us. We tried to be civil and talk it out but they weren't having it." Peter explained, scrunching his nose and  wincing when Tony cleaned one of his cuts.

"We still kicked their asses though." You shrugged with a smug smile.

"Language." Steve nudged you and you just rolled your eyes.

"Then we need to attack their base. Make sure they are all eliminated." Natasha now spoke more firmly to the older members of the team.

"Nat, we can't just attack them, we need more evidence. That's the whole reason these two idiots went on the stake out." Clint replied, giggling to himself when you and Peter retaliated with a "Hey!".

"Anybody that puts my kid in danger doesn't get a second chance. Ever!" Natasha pointed towards you as she spoke, everyone sharing a look at her choice of words, also noticing your eyes light up.

"I'll go plan. I'll see you later." Natasha turned to leave when she got a few nods in reply.

"Did you just call me your kid?" You stood up with a smile, causing Natasha to turn back around.

"Oh jeez..." Natasha half rolled her eyes with a smirk, the rest of the team smiling. Everyone knew how much Natasha cared for you the moment they took you in when you were 6.

"You've- You've never said that before." You shook your head, the smile on your face now permanent.

"Sure I have." Natasha waved her arms, trying not to make it a big deal.

"Nuh, uh." You smirked at her, and she couldn't stop the smile on her face.

"Of course you're my kid! What do you think?" Natasha walked closer to you.

"I mean... I don't know, i just never though that you would think of me like that." You shyly shrugged and she brought you in for a hug.

"You're cute, kid." She smiled as you held her close, an overwhelming surge of happiness filling your chest.

"I've never been someone's kid- officially." You corrected yourself as you pulled away to look at her.

"I know." She smiled, the only thing she wanted was for you to be happy.

(A/N) This is short, but cute yk? Sorry i've been a little inactive i've been swamped at my new job so haven't had time :)