𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 - 𝐍.𝐑

[ Inspired by Shadowhunters on Netflix (as usual) okay but this scene in the series was soooo adorable. you have powers in this. ]

You and Natasha stumbled into your bedroom while kissing each other. She was trying to get her foot out of her shoe, chuckling when she didn't manage to. When she got it out, you smiled as you took off your shirt, her undoing your jacket and pulling it off your shoulders. The two off you kissed again as you got a hold of her arms and threw her onto the bed, climbing on top of her, smiling at her. She got a gentle hold of your face with both her hands as she pulled you down to her face and kissed you deeply. Her hands went to grab your shirt and pulled at it a bit as you continued your kiss. Suddenly you felt something as you grunted and immediately sat up and turned your back towards Natasha.

"What? Am I doing something wrong?" she asked in a worried tone. You shook your head but didn't face her.

"No such thing, Tasha," you replied but still didn't turn to her. She got worried and sat up, placing her hand on your back as you let out a shaky breath.

"Do you not want to?" she asked as she slowly started to rub your back.

"No. I mean, yes. Of course, I do." you replied, looking down, a bit ashamed of yourself.

"Y/N, what is it?" she asked in a very worried tone. You let out a deep sigh, shaking your head a bit.

"It's just, sometimes I lose control," you said and turned to face her, your eyes glowing purple. Natasha let out a gasp before a small smile spread on her lips. She didn't hesitate to place a hand on your cheek, rubbing it with her thumb.

"Y/N, they're beautiful," she said and looked deep into your purple glowing eyes. "You're beautiful."

You smiled as your hand went up to hold hers that was on your cheek. Your eyes slowly turned back into their normal e/c color as you felt a tear run down your cheek. Most people were terrified of you when your eyes started to glow purple, but Natasha...Natasha didn't care about that. She cared about you, about who you were as a person. Not about your past, not about your powers. She cared about you.