One shots | N.Romanoff x Fem Reader

Different universe - N.R

'Different universe'

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Technically I don't belong here, but in any other way I do. I look forward to every night when I get to shift and see Natasha and everyone else again.

Tonight I was shifting back for the first time in 2 weeks.

I walk out of my room and into the kitchen to see who was around, raiding the fridge while I'm there.
"Where have you been?" Wanda's familiar voice comes from the doorway.
"Just been busy." I reply. Wanda's the only one who knows about me shifting, she read my mind, it wasn't my choice.
"Nat's been worried sick." She states as she joins me at the kitchen island.
"I know, I'm sorry." I huff as I push the leftovers around the plate with my fork.
"I never know what to tell her." She replies. "You need to tell her." She adds.
"Tell who what?" Natasha asks, entering into the kitchen.
"I'll leave you to it." Wanda says, heading out of the kitchen.
"What do you need to tell me?" She asks, taking a seat next to me.
"Can we go to your room or something?" I ask, sheepishly.
"At least buy me dinner first." She chuckles, a nervous look hanging in her eyes.

"What's up?" Natasha asks once we're in her room. I close the door before sitting on her bed.
"So, you know I've been... gone?" I murmur.
"Yes?" She asks in reply, sitting down next to me.
"I'm not from here." I reply, avoiding her eye contact.
"What do you mean? Because you're not from New York?" She asks. "I'm not from here eith-" She begins before I cut her off.
"No, I'm not from this universe." I spit out.
"What do you mean?" She asks, turning to look at me quickly. I keep my head down, completely avoiding her gaze. "Y/n, what do you mean?" She asks with a slightly harsher tone when I don't respond.
"I shift. To get here I shift realities to come and see you. In my world you're-" I explain, choking back a cry. "You're not real, you're a character." I mumble. After a moment I look up to Nat, she hasn't said anything and she can barely look at me.
"Get out." She muffles.
"Nat-" I try but I instantly get cut off.
"Get out." She scoffs, standing up and heading over to a corner of her room.

"How did it go?" Wanda asks.
"She hates me." I state simply, moving past her and heading back into my room, closing the door. I lay on my bed, shoving my face in my pillow and crying. Natasha is the reason I'm here, sure I love the others but I love her more than anything and now I've just lost her because I wasn't honest before.

[Wanda's POV]:
"Hey Nat?" I question, knocking on Natasha's door.
"What?" She asks. Her tone is cold, this really hurt her.
"You have to hear Y/n out." I state as I let myself in, heading over to her bed and taking a seat.
"I don't have to do anything. She lied to me." She huffs in reply.
"I know, but she did all of this for a reason. She wanted to see you." I push, knowing I should let her cool down.
"She could've said the truth." She mumbles.
"I know but how would you have reacted? 'Oh I'm from another universe but I came here to see you, though you don't know who I am!'" I impersonate, throwing my hands around slightly.
"Alright fine, but when she got to know us, know me. I've spent hours, days with her and she didn't have the decency to tell me?" She retorts, picking at one of her pillows, throwing her hands out at the end of her sentence.
"So you're going to throw all that you had away?" I ask, trying to convince her to forgive Y/n and see why she didn't tell Nat.
"I just need time Wanda. I feel betrayed by the one person I thought I could trust." She replies, standing up and heading out of the door.

[Y/n's POV]:
It had been a week since I told Natasha about shifting to see her. I had shifted every night since then to make sure that I was there in case she wanted to talk to me, though that never happened. She had been giving me the cold shoulder all week, even pushing past me when I'm in the same room as her.

I head through to the kitchen to grab myself something to eat before heading to training but notice that Nat's there. I try to keep my distance and just head to the fridge, grabbing out some leftovers. Suddenly they're ripped from my hand, I turn to my right to see the redhead with the plate in her hands before she swiftly puts it back in the fridge, slamming it once she is done.
"I've had enough of this. I get it, I fucked up and I should've told you, but how was I supposed to tell you?" I ask, my volume higher than I had wanted.
"I hate you!" She yells in return, grabbing me by my jacket and pulling me into her, connecting our lips gently. "I hate you." She repeats, this time her volume is low, her voice slightly broken as our foreheads lean against one another.

That night I head into Natasha's room so we can talk properly. I knock on the door gently, though it's already open. She's laying on her bed with a pillow on her lap like usual when she was nervous, or mad. I really hope it's the first one, I can't stand her being mad at me anymore.
"Come in." She states.
"Thanks. Open or closed?" I ask, referring to the door.
"Closed is probably best." She replies. I nod slightly and close the door, heading over to her bed, though not taking a seat. "Don't make this weirder than it already is." She chuckles slightly, patting the spot next to her. I slide under the covers, cold just in my pyjamas.
"I'm sorry for not telling you. I didn't know how, and then it never seemed like the right time and then it felt like it was too late." I explain in a rush, trying my best to get all my words out.
"I just wish you had trusted me enough to tell me." She mumbles. "I would never hate you for it." She adds.
"That's not what you were saying earlier." I joke.
"I didn't mean that. I was mad, hurt, and I still am, but I can't stay mad at you because..." She explains, pausing as she tries to find the right words.
"Because you need me." I add with a joking smile.
"Stop playing around." She chuckles slightly in response, gently nudging me. "Be my girlfriend?" She inquires after a moment of silence.
"I never thought you'd ask." I beam, pulling Natasha in.

A/n: I was supposed to get this out last week but I'm swamped with college so bare with while I try and balance 3, soon to be 4, books and college...