Natasha
Waking up to banging on your room door is never fun, like at all. So as you could tell I was overly pissed when I woke up to banging on my door.
Rolling my eyes to myself, I pulled myself out of bed and walked over to the door. When I opened it Clint stood on the other side.
He just stood there, a little smirk displayed on his face. Confused, I rubbed my eye and moved outta the way so he could walk in.
"So..?"
"Somebody misses you girl." He said while wiggling his eyebrows.
"The hell are you talkin' about Clint?"
"Check it out." He grabbed my Tv remote and turned on YouTube, he starts searching then eventually stops on the video he was looking for.
"Hate sleeping alone..?" I mumble to myself. Is this what I think it is?
The video plays and it soon confirms my suspicion, it's Y/n.
See, me and Y/n go back a few years, we met back in 2018, it's 2023. I was 28, she was 25.
Flashback, December 24th, 2018, Natasha
It was one of Tony's infamous parties, a really big one, I'm talking like pushing 350-400 people.
I'm sitting at the bar with the rest of the team, just listening to everybody.
"Well well, look who finally wanna show up!" Tony laughed out, his comment was directed to somebody in the direction I was facing away from, so out of curiosity, I turned around.
There stood a girl, she had on a black beanie that read "Purple", a black hoodie with light brown lettering, black jeans that had a tag that also read "purple", and some wheat timberland boots, she had dreads that were about shoulder length, some were dyed blonde and the others were black, she wore black square framed glasses, and had 2 nose rings, a stud on the right nostril, and a septum.
From there, we clicked. But...we were very off and on, so it's hard to say what we were or identify what we had, but what we had was so special we basically , feel me? We were in love but without the title for the most part, it was a mutual agreement actually, mainly because our lines of work didn't match each other, but some other issues as well.
You see, I'm an Avenger, Y/n's a mainstream artist, that shit don't work...like at all.
But towards the end we split for real, we had a big ass fight because the girl is friendly, like insanely.
I don't like to think she cheated but I wouldn't put it past her, and I know she immediately started messing with multiple girls once we were officially over. I could say I hate her but that's a lie, I don't hate anything about her, only thing I hate is how she acts, I hate the fact that she's so irresistible for me...I hate that I love her.
"Play the video, Clint."
Third person
The beat starts playing as the first scene unfolds. Y/n's seen walking through a crowd in Times Square with head phones on her head.
She looks really good, I can't deny that.
The scene quickly changes to a dim lit room, clearly a theatre room, presumably in Y/n's house since she always used to talk to Nat about wanting one. She sits in a single seat in the corner of the room, scrolling through messages on her phone. The camera shows her stopping on one specific message and opening it.
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Natasha R. x Female reader AVENGERS ONE SHOTS
FanfictionThese are just random one-shots that come to mind. Marvel owns all characters other than you. I also don't own any of the music being played. ✌🏽