𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝟐 - 𝐍.𝐑

"So," you heard and looked up at the person, recognizing the green eyes. "How about that wedding?"

Natasha.

"Nat?" you whispered and the woman smirked.

"Hi again, Y/N." she said and you just stared. It had gone 21 years since you last saw her. Somewhere in 1995 was the last time you saw her.

She looked different, obviously. Her hair was longer, a bit wavy, and red, not with the blue hair dye she had when you were both younger. Her eyes looked more green than the last time you saw them, yet you recognized them. She wasn't just taller than you, she was muscular too. [ I'm not going to say anything about her body because I don't want to sexualize her, that's just wrong ]

Without even thinking, you pulled her into a rather tight hug. Natasha was caught by surprise and stumbled back a few steps. She carefully took her own arms around you and hid her face into your shoulder.

"I missed you so much. Where have you been?" you whispered and Natasha sighed. She slowly pulled away and you saw how her face expression changed. You gently placed a hand on her cheek. "Hey, what is it?"

"You'll see me differently Y/N. I'm not the same person you knew 21 years ago." she whispered as her hand went to hold yours that was on your cheek.

"Try me." you said and Natasha sighed. "Of course, you don't have to tell me anything if you're not comfortable with it."

"I think it's better if you know." Natasha whispered and squeezed your hand rather gently. You smiled and nodded your head. "But maybe not in the middle of two buildings."

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You and Natasha entered your apartment in New York. She looked around a bit before sitting down on the couch as you went to the kitchen. When you came back out, you had two glasses of water in your hands and handed one to Natasha which she gladly accepted.

"So, tell me," you said as you placed your water down on the table and faced her. "Where have you been, Nat?"

And so it began. Natasha started to tell you what happened in 1995 when her and her family suddenly disappeared. She told you about the Red Room, and the assassinations she has done. You could tell by all of it that Natasha was a different person but not completely. A part of her was still the nice young Natasha she used to be. Which meant that she still cared a lot about you.

You didn't ask any questions or interrupted by saying anything. Just sat there and listened to her. It sounded like she hadn't kept this for herself. Someone knew, you knew that, but you were glad that she trusted you enough to tell you, even after all these years.

"Now maybe you understand why I think you'll see me differently." Natasha said after a few minutes of silence. You shook your head and scooted closer to her, holding her hands in yours.

"I will never see you differently. You've been through so much but you're still the same Natasha I used to know." you said and looked into her eyes.

"But I'm not–"

"Let me finish." you said and Natasha nodded. "No matter what happened to you, no matter what you've been through, no matter what you've done, I will always love you. I know that deep down, the same Natasha I knew is there, you just have to let her out."

"You love me?" she whispered and you smiled.

"I always have." you whispered and you saw a sweet smile spreading on her lips. A smile that you had grown to miss so much the past years. The sweet smile she would always give you. "I already loved you when you asked about marrying me when we were younger."

"What would your answer be now?" she questioned and you smiled.

"I'd say yes. I mean you did grow taller than me." you said and she chuckled.

It went quiet, the two of you just staring into each other's eyes. It didn't take you long to realize that Natasha's eyes were flickering between your eyes and lips. You slowly leaned forward, but not enough to touch her lips yet.

"I know that you want to kiss me, so just do it." you whispered and that's what Natasha did. She pressed her lips against yours. Her hands went up to cup your face as yours held her arms.

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hola, I'm back from my break. I'm not fully okay but I will be, love y'all <3