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Misinterpreted Milkshake | Natasha Romanoff

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x reader, mentioned Stucky
Warnings: None
Requested by: No one
Prompts: Natasha isn't used to people doing nice things for the sake of it (inspired by a new girl episode I can't remember
Pronouns: They/Them
Authors note: Haven't posted here is a while because I've been doing more on Tumblr

"Here." A takeaway cup was suddenly floating in front of Natasha. She was sat in the kitchen, just trying to read her next mission's file in peace when Y/N appeared. Although it wasn't a completely unwelcome interruption.

"What's this?"

"A milkshake."

"Why?" She didn't need to taste it to know it was her favourite.

"I saw it and thought you would like it. Enjoy." They left the room.

Nat could only remember telling them she liked it once and wasn't sure if she even mentioned the shop. But here it was. She hoped Y/N didn't go out of their way to get it, but know they probably did.

"What's up, bug?" Bucky walked in.

"Y/N bought me a milkshake."

"So?" He started riffling through the cupboards, looking for some post run snack if the smell of BO was anything to go by.

"So," She let go of her files, "what does it mean?"

"Why does it have to mean anything? Steve buys me stuff all the time."

"Steve's also in love with you." She pointed out.

He scoffed, "Maybe you should think about that for a while."

Condensation was dripping down the plastic by the time she took a sip. Bucky was long gone, having found what he came for.

Y/N always did thoughtful things for Nat, like hiding the last pop tart from Thor or choosing the new film she wanted to watch when it was their turn on the bimonthly team movie night. She always thought this was just who they were, but she never noticed this with the others.

After spending too much time pondering Y/N's actions, Natasha practically ran around the entire tower until she found them heading for the stairs. "What do you want from me?"

"I don't want anything." They kept walking, until Nat jumped in their way.

"Then why did you get me a milkshake?"

They shrugged, "I was trying to be nice, but if you didn't like it I won't do it again."

She grabbed their wrist to stop them moving around her. "You must want something." She said, a little too harshly.

"I want you to like me!"

Nat just stilled, not quite sure what to say.

"Because I... I really like you." A smile -somewhat relieved but also excited- began to creep across their features, "I'm actually a little bit in love with you."

Natasha kepts staring, her mouth slightly agape. It was like her brain stalled. Every second that past made Y/N's smile fade more. They nodded to themself, having come to a decision she didn't know, and walked away.

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It would have been better if Natasha had said something, anything. Even if she had laughed in their face, at least Y/N would know where they stood. Instead they spent their day not quite present, wondering if she was still frozen in that corridor. Having accomplished nothing, they decided to just watch some mindless sitcom in the communal lounge and just off for a while.

"I got you something." A voice behind the sofa snapped Y/N out of their daze. Natasha was stood behind them with a white box.

"Cheesecake?"

"Chocolate cheesecake."

"What's the occasion?"

She shrugged bashfully. "I want you to know I do like you."

They swisted their body around on the sofa, "Why didn't you say something then? Anything would have been better."

"I froze: I felt vulnerable." Nat placed the box on the side table, pulled up a foot stall and sat in front of Y/N. "No one has ever been nice to me for the sake of being nice. They always want something, usually something not so pleasant."

"Nat, I lied to you." Y/N took her hands. "I said I was a little bit in love with you, but I'm not. I'm a big bit in love with you. Head over heals really."

She laughed, "Wanna head to my room and eat this in bed?"

"We better hurry or we'll have to share this with the others." They took a detour through the kitchen for cutlery and escaped to Nat's room.