Natasha Romanoff One Shots

Please stay

Promps: "Stay with me."

Warnings: mention of Nat's trauma from the red room (not in depth)

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Usually the news coverages, talk shows and other stuff that was being said about her as Black Widow didn't get to Natasha much, but when she stormed out of the meeting room where Secretary Ross showed them a talk show segment where they talked bad about a few of the Avengers, including Natasha, you knew you had to follow her to make sure she was okay.

So, that's what you did, you followed her back to your shared room where you found her sitting on the floor with her back against the bed, staring out of the window. You softly close the door behind you and make your way to her, sitting down but keeping a small distance between the two of you. Being together with Natasha for the past two years taught you that she wanted space to think before she shared her emotions.

You were sitting next to her in silence, letting her know that you're there for her but also giving her the space to collect her thoughts. Your eyes were focused on the trees moving with the wind, a sight that had always calmed you down when this was just your room. When Nat had found you there after she had been away on a mission the first time since you started dating, she knew that if you ever decided to move into the same room together, it would be yours. She wanted you to have this view to settle your thoughts. Over the years she started using it as well.

Natasha smiles at the thought of those memories, that's when you divert your gaze from the trees back to your face. "Please," Natasha says breaking the silence as the first tears escape her eyes, "Stay with me." That's when you take her into your arms. "Of course, darling, I don't ever plan on leaving."

"But all those things they said on the new, they weren't wrong. That's exactly who I used to be." You push her off you slightly so you're able to look into her eyes when you tell her, "That's who Dreykov made and forced you to be. And exactly what you said, 'used to be'. Baby, once you got out you have spent every day of your life bettering yourself. You became an Avenger, a hero. Think of all the lives you have saved and bettered over all these years. They don't get to criticize you for the trauma Dreykov, and his people put you through, you are not that person anymore."

Natasha falls back into your arms, "Thank you, you always know what to say." You kiss her forehead and get comfortable against the bedside again, letting her cuddle into you. You spend the next hour looking out of the window together, while you talk about how far the two of you have come and reminiscing old memories you've created together.