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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : natasha romanoff death mention :D
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Y/n's pov
Last night i went to sleep super excited, tomorrow was mama's birthday and i was so happy about it for some reason. Before i fell asleep, i drew mama a card of me and her in hopes that it will make her day even better.
So when i woke up today, i shot out of bed and ran straight to my desk, even though i couldn't really see because i had sleep in my eyes still but that's okay. I did my best to pick up the card and check over everything making sure it was perfect.
I smiled to myself sprinting out my room and all the way to mama's bedroom, i was too excited to knock on the door and just ran in jumping on her bed, landing right on top of her.
"Y/n! What are you doing" Mama grumbled pushing me off her, almost making me fall off the bed. I huff climbing back onto her and sit on her even though it's awkward because she was laying on her side
"Can you get off me, it's too early" Mama says trying to push my off again but i stay where i am and lay down on her giving her a hug. Mama sighs turning onto her back and wrapping her arms around me clearly unable to resist a morning cuddle
"What's got you so excited hun" Mama asks patting my bum softly and sitting herself up with me, i go to start speaking but mamas finger is soon in my eye trying to get all the yucky stuff out
"OUCH" I shout flinching back, i hate the ones that hurt when you take them out. One of my eyes filled with tears where she hurt me and i wipe it scooting closer to her again.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY" I say loudly throwing my hands in the air while i remain sitting on mama's lap. Confusion washes over her face as she tilts her head
"Babe, it's not my birthday" Mama says slowly trying to catch onto something, i pout at her hoping she will soon reply back with a thank you or something polite
"It's December Y/n, not November" Mama chuckles pulling me into her by my waist and kissing my head, i huff throwing the card away and resting my head on mama's shoulder
"It is your birthday" I mumble annoyingly crossing my arms over my chest as best i could being held by mama, she chuckled and i feel her shake her head and rub my back giving it a few pats.
"It isn't though baby, you know that. Stop being so silly" Mama smile's then starts tickling me under my chin, i huff again pushing her hand away giving her a glare
"Why is it my birthday" She gives in rubbing her forehead clearly wanting some answers from me, a smile grows on my face again and i reach for the card i threw.
"Who's birthday is December 3rd?" I ask smiling again, she thinks for a good moment before looking at me cluelessly and shrugging her shoulders
"Who are you?" I ask again, she so bad at this and i just want to give her this card but i can't do that until she actually understands that it's her birthday.
"Scarlett? Johansson?" She says simply, i groan loudly falling back onto the bed and mama's legs throwing my hands over my face.
"Your Natasha, it's Natasha's birthday. Why don't you know this for goodness sakes, you literally are her what is wrong with you" I groan shoving the card into her chest and sighing
"Well i'm sorry" She says sarcastically rolling her eyes and picking up the card, her face immediately melting and a smile forming on her face
"Thank you baby girl, this is awesome" She thanks finally looking at me and placing her hand on my cheek, i keep a straight face as i'm still really annoyed at her because she didn't even know her own birthday
"i'm sorry for not knowing my love" Mama smiles stroking my cheek with her thumb, a smile grows across my face and i lunge forward wrapping my arms around her neck and giving her a big warm birthday hug.
"Do you wanna go watch some marvel movies for your little surprise" Mama asks lifting me out of her bed and carrying me downstairs on her hip.
"Mhm" I hum snuggling into her warm neck and smiling when she walks into the kitchen and the smell of bread fills my nostrils, Mama starts wandering about looking for something to eat. Taking stuff out, putting stuff back before finally deciding on an omelette.
Sadly, she had to put my down because she was worried that i might get hurt if she was holding me so close to the stove, so i sat in a chair and watched her as she danced around the kitchen to the music making her breakfast.
"What do you want" Mama asked me, asking what food i want. I shrugged my shoulders then shook my head telling her i didn't want anything. She gave me a look but i just said i wasn't hungry and she took my hand leading me through to the living room.
"Which Marvel movie first then" Mama asks bringing her breakfast tray up, setting it on her lap and turning on the TV. I obviously pick black widow as she's in it the most and i get to smile every time i see flo-flo.
"I love her" I squeal watching the starting scene where Natasha and Yelena are little kids playing in their back garden, mama smiles looking back at the tv
"Thank you for loving me" She smirks, i knit my eyebrows together looking up at her. She really that i was saying that to her, doesn't she?
"I'm talking about Yelena" I say dry-ly keeping my gaze on her and watching as she stops mid bite and turns her head to me
"That's nice, i thought i was your favourite" Mama frowns, i shrug my shoulders looking back at the Tv, mama nudges me and i try to hold in my smile but she just ignores me and keeps watching the movie.
As the movie goes on, i sneak small pieces of mama's omelette, hoping that she wouldn't catch me because the one thing she hates is people stealing her food
"Hey! What are you doing" I stifle my laugh again when mama catches me and retract my hand acting innocent when she looks at me
"don't think i didn't see you sneaking that young lady. I saw it, you said you weren't hungry, keep out of my food" She snaps, not loudly, just in a joking but not joking way. I giggle to myself, leaning into her and letting the movie roll through.
I sit thinking about Natasha, she going to be officially gone this time next year so this means that today is her final birthday before she's gone.. forever
"Woah, what's wrong" Mama says snapping me out of my thoughts, i sob involuntarily, not even knowing i was crying. Mama moves her tray and breakfast before lifting me onto her lap, pushing my head into her shoulder
"What happened baby" Mama coos rubbing my back and giving the side of my head small kisses. I cry out again holding mama's shirt tightly as i stain it with my wet tears
"I just m-miss natasha" I sob again, i was being stupid, i know. But it's hard when your own real life mom, was playing Natasha Romanoff, who's dead. I obviously feel like Natasha's my mom as well and even sometimes imagine her being my mom and it's hard to think that she's going to be gone forever next year and it's pathetic.
"i'm sorry" I apologise, Mama immediately starts shushing me gently and telling me not to say sorry while also trying to calm me down
"you don't have to be sorry baby, it's normal. I cried as well, only when i found out though" Mama says making me look up at her
"You d-did?" I hiccup not knowing that my mom actually cried knowing that she was dying, even though it's not her that's dying, but it was, it's complicated!
"Yes, i was in the shower" Mama laughs ticking a strand of wet hair behind my ear, i laugh along with her dry my face up leaning back into mama.
Happy that i get to keep this version of her, i love Natasha but she is definitely a lot stricter and possibly meaner but nice as well.
My mom's mean sometimes as well but doesn't seem as strict as Natasha would be, but i love them both and i'm happy to spend Natasha's birthday, technically with her, on her last year.
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DECEMBER 3RD
sorry this is so short 😭
