This will be a primarily Natasha Romanoff oneshot book, but I'll sprinkle in some Scarlett Johansson ones as well. SJ stories will be labeled with her initials.
It will be female reader.
Started 10.14.2021
Ended TBA
It will be updated as frequently...
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"You look lovely tonight Y/N.," you softly smiled at the woman sat across from you., "Thanks Lily, you look beautiful in that dress.," you complimented back to ensure you're actively engaging, and it was true, but being here at this restaurant with her just doesn't feel right for you to be genuine. It never does when you know you should be here with someone else; a beautiful blonde with lively green eyes, the one who never fails to put a smile on your face, or to get your heart racing with a simple smile of her own.
With your mind elsewhere you failed to hear your date's pointless 'get to know you' question, and then within the next second your phone began to ring. The specialized ringtone startled you, and you didn't hesitate to cut your date off by answering it., "Hello?," the line was silent, but then you heard the soft sniffling of your favorite person and your heart cracked., "I'm on my way."
Lily looked at you puzzled, but sent a knowing look when you mentioned Scarlett needed you. Apparently Hollywood was abreast of the love you held for your best friend, and the knowledge of this should've terrified you but you were too concerned about getting to a distraught Scarlett to waste time really pondering the situation. You'd ordered the most expensive bottle of wine, and left more than enough money on the table to cover dinner and dessert for your abandoned date then you rushed off to Scarlett's house.
When you'd arrived you saw Scarlett pacing around her front lawn, surely drawing attention to herself as she was a bit of a sobbing mess. What really bothered you most though was that it was less than 50*F and she was outside in a visibly thin sleep set. Without a moment's hesitation you removed your jacket and in a smooth motion you wrapped it around her shoulders and used it to not only stop her pacing, but to pull her into your warm body., "Where's Jack?," you ask while keeping the shivering woman securely in your arms., "H-he left me...," and the news leaves you speechless for a fleeting moment, then you find yourself shaking off the overwhelming, doomed happiness surging throughout your body in favor of tending to the broken hearted woman.
"He left you?!" You ask, furious that anyone could even think of doing such a thing to the incredibly beautiful woman in your grasp. She meekly nods against your shoulder. "Well then he never deserved you to begin with"
Her arms wrap around you tighter as she sobs harder., "Scar, honey, he's not worth it.," you slowly peel her off of you even though she puts up a fight, your hands find her face as you move to wipe away the tears that befell her soft cheeks., "You my dear were always too good for him, and I promise this isn't the end—someone will come along one day and love you the way you deserve to be loved."
Her tear filled eyes search your face as her teeth bite into her bottom lip, "I think...I think I already have. I just don't know if they love me as anything more than a friend"
