Natasha Romanoff Daughter Oneshots

Dad

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Age: 15

TWs: daddy issues but I suspect you already have a lot of experience with that bestie 🙄

Context: Y/n has been getting closer to Steve since he moved into Nat's quarters, and Y/n accidentally calls him dad.
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"I made breakfastttt!" Steve says, proudly giving me the waffles he made.

It was a Saturday morning. Saturday mornings were when we always hung out. Mom and Yelena always got up earlier than us on Saturday.

"You know you gotta squeeze the syrup in every square, and then you have the perfect amount."

I laughed as he made weird little facial expressions, filling each square with syrup, eyeing it up perfectly.

"Got it. Thanks dad."

Thanks dad.

Dad?

I don't know why it happened. It just slipped out so...naturally?

Steve's face changed, and he glanced at me. I think he was just as surprised as I was.

"I'm sorry I- um I didn't mean to say that."

His expression immediately softened, back into that weirdo one he always had.

"You know, you've had a few names for me in the past. Such as dipshit, dickhead, oh and shitface was an interesting one."

I laughed again at his antics.

"But, I think I like the one you just said the most." He smiled.

"Me too dad."
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Idk if it's just the fact that my dad isn't emotionally there, but I might cry. I still don't know how I feel about this one, it's ver short and kinda cheesy.

Slayyyy