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A Simple Cat Nap

Natasha's post mission meeting was droning on, Fury's words no longer holding any sense to the redhead. They were instead background noise while her mind ran wild with thoughts of you. It'd been a whole two weeks since she last saw your smiling face, and it was becoming a bit too much for her to bare any longer if she was being honest; retirement was imminent.

The moment Fury shut off the prompter the woman was already to her feet, and that next second she was out the door without so much as a goodbye to the director or team she led. Nothing could keep her from hopping onto her bike and racing off to your cabin in the woods. A cozy little space the two of you purchased earlier in the year after becoming newlyweds.

On her way home she'd stopped to grab a bag of takeout, knowing it is likely you hadn't been eating much without her there to cook for you, and there was no way she was cooking tonight. Not when she plans to hand feed you the greasiest grub as she cuddles you incredibly close to her while you watch the absolute brain rot that is reality TV together.

Natasha's body buzzes at the prospect of seeing you when the secluded cabin fills her vision, and she is pleasantly surprised to find the place in working order upon entering. The usual mess of yours, made in petty retaliation for your lover's absence is seemingly nonexistent. She doesn't wish to dwell on the good news, instead she sets off throughout the space to hopefully find you, settling her belongings aside, along with the bag of food down on the kitchen counter. The redhead downs a glass of water in an attempt to satiate her sudden thirst, and it's when she places her cup on the counter that she fortunately hears you.

The distinct sound of your soft snores made their way into the kitchen from what Natasha perceives to be the living room; your favorite place to lounge around and consequently to pass out. The Avenger tiptoes into the room, a smile gracing her face at the sheer sight of you. Flat on your back she cringes upon observing the horrible angle at which your neck is bent, along with the way that your arm awkwardly dangles off the couch with a remote in hand. The other arm was draped over your eyes, and your mouth was wide open, drool dried to the corners of your lips, and she wonders who'd been on this last mission, because you were clearly exhausted.

Even in your state you look adorable as can be, and as she approaches she acknowledges the black feline peacefully sleeping on your chest. Liho senses her presence, lifting his head from your chest he softly glares in her direction., "You were mine first.," she quietly reminds the cat, but not quietly enough because you stir, and before she could try to remedy it your arm slid from your face, and your crusted eyes met with hers as she apologetically stared at you, but to her hearts content you tiredly smiled up at her causing her to mirror the sentiment.

She then watched in amusement when your body stretched out, mirroring that of Liho's as he'd jumped up onto the back of the couch., "Hon', if you take any more naps on the couch you're going to mess up your back.," she lovingly voices her concerns upon hearing the way that your body crackles like a bunch of glow sticks being activated at once., "Natty, this couch is the premier destination for a solid nap, you're just delusional.," she rolled her eyes at your asinine response, but she let it go for the sake of keeping the peace.

"If you say so detka.," she extended her hand to you to aide you in sitting up, knowing very well that your body is likely as stiff as a rock, she had learned this the hard way after the one and only time she ever napped on this very couch., "I do say so.," you said with a pouting face, and Natasha moved quickly to kiss it away which instantly brought a smile to your face, and a warmth bloomed within the both of your chests at that oh so familiar touch., "Welcome home.," you whispered against her supple lips, and before she could say much of anything Natasha was squealing as your arms suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into your lap, and slamming your lips to hers for a deeper kiss.

Natasha was quick to shift around until she was straddling your lap, her lips never once leaving yours as you partook in a steamy make out session that left the both of you rather breathless by the time you were pulling apart., "I really missed you Natty.," Natasha gently leaned her forehead to yours, it was a level of intimacy that always brought her deep comfort, and she was desperately feening for some with the conversation she was about to initiate.

"Let's have a baby.," she blurted, her heart hammering in her chest when you stiffened., "Honey, we've talked about this.," you went to negate her sentiment, but you stopped when she violently shook her head., "Detka, I'm ready. Fury received an email about an hour ago with my resignation attached, because I can't keep living a life I've clearly outgrown, one that takes me away from you far too often, and holds me back from the future I deserve."

Your arms wrapped around her waist even tighter as excitement built up within you, and she was squealing once more when you stood up and spun her around., "Natty, you're being serious?," she chuckled out a soft yes, and held onto you while you continued to jump about. Hearing her say something as simple as 'the future I deserve,' left you feeling hopeful. She'd always struggled with the concept, it took you so many years just to get a date with the woman; to know now that she's actually come this far makes you feel immense pride.

"Is this a yes?," she finally seeks clarity so you gently lower her to the ground and cup her cheeks to pull her in for an excited kiss., "Natty, it's a resounding hell yeah, we could even get started right now if you wanted.," she chuckled at your enticing innuendo., "Detka, we have all the time in the world so how about you pull up Real Housewives of whatever city, and I'll go reheat our dinner—sound good?"

Natasha threw the Chinese takeout into the microwave, and while the food was heating up she cracked open a couple beers to celebrate. Returning as quickly as she could she found you waiting on the couch with an abundance of plush blankets surrounding you, and the way you smiled at her let her know that with her sudden retirement she'd be able to have moments like this with you all the time, and all her residual guilt melted away at the thought.

After about three episodes Natasha felt your head drop to her shoulder, and so she laid herself down against your favored couch, and cuddled you close like she'd been craving to do. Then by the time episode four was ending she heard your soft snores, which were followed by a sleeping you thrashing until you were facing your lover with her arms tightly around you. With a defeated sigh Natasha figured out that you'd both be sleeping on the couch tonight., "Oh, the things we do for love.," she grumbled to the cat who now lay over both of your hips., "A sore back sure is worth it though with a view like this.," she softly stated while shamelessly ogling your sleeping features, her lips gentle as they lay a sweet kiss to your forehead, then again to your pouting lips.

"Goodnight detka.," she yawned., "Maybe this time next year we'll have a mini you to chase.," she shuffled slightly for comfort., "and rest assured that we'll definitely have a new couch."

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