Natasha Romanoff One Shots

Sleepy confessions

Prompt: "I love it when you're half asleep and talking nonsense." ()

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Spending the night at your best friend's house was something you have done ever since you were both just kids. You always share the same bed, usually falling asleep during a movie or just talking about anything and everything.

One thing had changed since childhood, you liked Natasha a bit more than just friends. And with a bit you meant a lot more. You had never mentioned your crush on Natasha though. She's your best friend, you'd rather spend eternity pining over her than lose her.

It was the morning of another one of your sleepovers, you were asleep in Natasha's bed. Nat liked to wake up super early to work out or go on a run, you did not. You like to sleep in, and she always let you. You wake up to Natasha entering the room again after her shower. "Good morning sleepyhead." She says when she sees you opening your eyes. "Good morning Nat, how was your run?"

"It was good, took a new route this time." She answered with a smile on her face, her thoughts definitely somewhere else and you noticed, so you asked, "What's on your mind?"

Natasha takes a few seconds to think but ultimately decides on telling you, "I love it when you're half asleep and talking nonsense." Your mind starts running through all the possible things you could've said to expose your feelings for her. What if I talked about how beautiful she is or how I wish I could just tell her how I feel, what if-. Your thoughts got interrupted by Natasha clearing her throat.

When you look up you see Natasha's cheeks have turned slightly red, not only that but she's wearing a gigantic smirk on her face. Your eyes widen and your own cheeks start to blush as well, "Oh god, was I thinking out loud?" Natasha nods, "You sure were."

You burry your face in your hands, not that that was of any use because Natasha definitely just heard you say all those things and she's still in the room with you. Natasha sits down next to you on the bed, "Hey, don't hide. I'm actually glad you did because I wasn't sure if you felt the same way." You slowly turn to face Natasha, with disbelieve written over your face, "You- you feel the same way?"

Natasha takes your hand, "I like you a lot, y/n. On my run I came across this cute looking restaurant, would you like to go there and have a breakfast date with me?" Your smile starts growing, a date with Natasha, that has been on your mind for years and now you're actually going to. "I would really love that."