CAROUSEL - {Natasha Romanoff x OC reader}

BASOREXIA

BASOREXIA
the overwhelming desire to kiss.

Small striped rays shon through the blinds onto my face which was half buried in the pillow when i woke.

Slowly , I rolled over onto my bag , slightly shivering as my body was exposed to the cold air in the room.

A wave of various feelings flooding my mind as i took a moment to breathe. Confusion , regret , a pounding headache.

"Morning soldier"

I turned to the doorframe , Natasha stood leaning to one side , playfully smiling at me , as if to say "i knew you'd regret it in the morning".

She held a plate of fruit and pastries in one hand and a glass of water in the other.

"morning uber driver" I let out a weak smile as i brushed a loose strand of my disheveled hair out of my face.

"I have breakfast cooking downstairs" She said as she pushed her weight off the door and began to walk towards me "you need some food in your system honey"

I let my eyes fall shut for a brief moment and mustered a small hum.

Upon opening my eyes , Natasha was now kneeling beside the bed looking at me , her smile now lifting up into an amused smirk.

She gently lay her hand on my forehead , brushing back the pieces of hair which still clung to my face.

"come on" She spoke softly with a tilt of her head.

We both made our way downstairs , my feet lazily carrying me down the polished steps of her house , a glorious smell overtaking my senses as we reached the bottom.

"whatever you've made smells amazing Tasha" I said with a rasped voice , desperately needing a drink.

"Tasha?" Natasha swiveled her head around to look at me "Never been called that one before"

"Nat was too common" I smiled "I wanna call you something different"

She nodded with a small grin "Tasha it is then"

For the next half an hour or so , the two of us ate in a comfortable silence , occasionally starting up a conversation or laughing over the events of the previous night.

My phone lit up with a notification, catching my attention. Completely disregarding whoever had text me , i only noticed the time.

"I should leave in a minute" I spoke up "Ive been here all morning , and i'm sure you have other things to attend to"

Natasha looked up at me , her expression faltering for a moment. "no , it's okay Kal , i really don't mind"

I chuckled a little "Seriously Tash , i'll help you wash up and then i'll get my things"

I felt a weight on top of my hand , looking up only to discover she'd placed her hand on top of mine.

She rubbed her thumb back and forth across my skin in a comforting manner.
"Kali , I want you to stay"

For a brief moment , i saw a vulnerability in her that had never been revealed before.

I exhaled a shaky breath , the physical touch melting my insides , putting me under a trance. However , the thoughts all came back , reminding me of where i am and who Natasha is. We've long passed the line of an appropriate relationship , i could get in some serious trouble and so could she , just for having me at her house.

What if someone were to find out how abnormally close i am with my professor ? Rumours spread like wildfire around here. What if we took whatever this is , further ? What if she got fired ? If i got expelled ? It would be on both of our records permanently. It would ruin our lives.

"i- i cant Tasha , you're my teacher- i shouldn't even be here" Panic quickly set in and my voice quivered as i spoke. My hand pulled away from hers.
I hastily pushed myself out of the chair and frantically began searching for my belongings , distant calls from Natasha coming from the kitchen.

My eyes brimmed with tears as an uncomfortable wave of unwelcome anxiety overcame me. I searched for my clothes and such , wanting to get out of the embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

As i was crouched down on the floor , a gentle hand on my shoulder froze my actions.

"Kali" Natasha's voice whispered softly.
"calm down and look at me Kal"

I took a deep breath and swivelled 'round , sitting on my knees , turning my head to the floor so Nat wouldn't see the tears threatening to escape my eyes.

"look at me detka" Her soothing voice spoke.

silence.

"sweetheart" Her fingers traced my jawline before resting under my chin and tilting my head up to look at her.

I met Natasha's eyes , she looked at me with such care , her gaze was comforting and gentle.

"baby what's wrong?"

I stayed silent , in fear that if i spoke my voice would come out hoarse and weak.

The longer she forced me to look into her eyes , the more i was overthinking , so much so until my silent tears turned into sobs , my face contorted and my eyes screwed shut , my body completely breaking down.

No words were exchanged , Natasha pulled me into a tight embrace - or rather she was just cradling my weak frame and rubbing my back whilst i cried. She repeatedly placed feather light kisses on my head , gradually spreading them all over my face until my cries quietened.

I looked up at her as she knelt in front of me , she placed one last little kiss on my cheek and rubbed my forehead , brushing back my disheveled hair.

She stared back into my eyes , a small smile resting on her lips , her hands cupping my face , brushing her thumbs over my cheekbones.

I looked to Natasha with adoration , she cared for me , she truly cared for me and i couldn't believe that even after seeing me break down , she still looked at me with that same smile and that same glint in her eye.

And for that , i was grateful.

I mirrored her actions, cupping her face and before she had the chance to react , i leant forward , eagerly pressing my lips to hers.

Immediately the sensation of her lips against mine made me go weak. Her hands left my cheeks and gripped at my waist , causing me to gasp. Natasha took the opportunity to intertwine her tongue with mine , taking lead of our unexpected make out session.

She pulled away and I immediately longed for the feeling of her once again. An involuntary whine left my lips. Natasha raised an eyebrow , a playful smirk resting upon her face.

She held onto both of my hands in an attempt to pull me up from the floor. I stood up slowly , my legs trembling beneath me.

"will you stay now ?" She asked , almost in a whisper , her mind clearly thinking about something else.

I went to speak but i was worried that if i opened my mouth , all of my feelings would pour out and i wouldn't be able to stop talking. So instead , i nodded , a small smile forming.