𝑴𝒀 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑭𝑳𝒀 | 𝑵.𝑹 𝒙 𝑫𝑨𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑬𝑹

* ˚ ✦ 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝

* ˚ ✦ a day with natasha and her newborn baby
also this is like +7000 words so you better enjoy it!

beautiful boy (darling boy) - john lennon
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warning nothing, it's basically just fluff like idk... read and find out ig
age newborn

!ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS IS MY OWN STORY!

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It was late at night, you were on the brink of falling back to sleep and completely 'milk drunk'. Natasha laid you on her chest, and gave you little kisses on your forehead. When she was done and deemed it was enough, you picked up your head, almost offended that she decided to stop. You looked at her for a while then slumped over into the crook of her arm to nuzzle her. You stared at Natasha for so long, and the woman could see it on your face how you were studying everything. You locked eyes with her and started cooing so soft it was almost a whisper. It was like you knew it was nighttime, and you should be quiet, but you still wanted to talk.

Natasha loved it and sucked it all in.

The redhead went to rock you back to sleep in the recliner and watched as you slowly closed your eyes, and you promptly passed out. Natasha stared at you while you slept peacefully in her arms. She was enjoying the silent that came with it, knowing that in a few hours she'll wake up once again to your cries.

As much as she wanted to stay there, she knew it wouldn't be safe for you. Reluctantly, she got up and slowly walked towards the bed. She lowered you down in the bedside bassinet and shushed you down when you started to stir. "Shhhh... It's okay. You're okay." She murmured in order to soothe you. As much as she loved you... she desperately needed to get some sleep and couldn't wait for her head to hit her pillow. "There we go. Goodnight my love."

Natasha was right of course, like she usually was : you woke up four hours later crying, startling the woman awake. It felt like she had just closed her eyes, and Natasha didn't want to believe the automatic clock on her night stand telling her that it was now 6:37am. She quietly sighed, her body moving slowly due to her sleepy state as she made her way towards her crying infant. She rested her arms on the rails and looked down at you, desperately crying and squirming in a swaddle. Your face was red and angry as you suddenly began to scream. She subconsciously moved her hand to rest on your stomach. Her touch calmed you down slightly almost immediately, turning your cries into pitiful whines that made Natasha coo in sympathy. "Good morning to you too." She said, despite her yawn, and bent down to pick you up. She brought you into her arms and placed a kiss on your little chubby cheek.

Less than a second later, an unpleasant smell hit her nose. She should've known, but it still surprised her. "Oh, you stink." Natasha turned around and eased you down on the changing table that was in the corner of her room, making you let out a discontent cry at the loss of warmth and contact.

"You're okay little on, mama's right here. I promise I'll be quick, and you'll be back in my arms in noooo time." She cooed, hoping that her voice would be enough to calm her squirming and displeased child. She slowly undid the swaddle, letting you stretch your body with a satisfied look on your face. She was watching you with so much love, but she was pulled back to reality when she heard another one of your unhappy whines. Natasha made a quick work of getting a new diaper out, and changing you.  Like she promised, you were back in her arms a second later. Your body curled up into one of those newborn scrunch and Natasha gathered the small bundle in her arms and held you close to her chest. "See, what did mama tell you?!" Natasha teased. She playfully rolled her eyes as you made yourself comfortable in her arms. She rested her hand on the back of her head as she exited her bedroom. She was careful to close the door slowly behind you, she didn't want to slam it shut and accidentally scare you with loud noises.