Forbidden Love

Chapter 24: A disrupted Saturday evening

Pov Y/n

Spending the weekend at Natasha's is great. It's only Saturday and I've only been here one night but I already know I want to do this again.

I like my apartment and everything, but waking up next to Natasha and being able to stay in bed as long as we want is so much better.
We didn't stay in bed for too long, I could tell from a certain point that she got a little fidgety. Natasha is a productive person, even if that just consists out of getting up and having breakfast. After that she can snuggle again but she needs to start her day.

It didn't bother me at all since I had some things to do as well. We talked about our plans for the day while lying in bed together. Her hand was brushing up and down my back and her heartbeat was steady underneath my ear.

It was very calm and I enjoyed it so much. Technically, I am used to living with someone else and considering their plans, but living with Yelena is different than living with Nat for the weekend. We want to use the time we have together but can't ignore the responsibilities we have to take care of. Just because we want the world around us to stop, it won't.
So, we have to work around that and will use the time we do have together.

Which is more than if I stayed at my apartment. Being in the same home allows you to see each other in between tasks or to take an hour off together. That's a little difficult if one person has to drive to the other and after that back again.

Right now, Natasha is out at the grocery store. She offered for me to tag along but I had to decline because I have some Spanish homework to do.
Usually, I push them to the weekend to have more time to work on them. Sometimes I manage to find the motivation throughout the week but that's rare.

With my lesson on Wednesday, I only have Wednesday, Thursday and Friday to work on them and even with having a shorter day on Fridays, I can't find it in me to do them.
Leaving them for Monday or Tuesday would only stress me out because I have to do them then.
No, the weekend is usually the best option, even if it annoys me sometimes.

If Nat wasn't running errands herself, I would probably be even more annoyed but it's fine now.
Even if I didn't have this homework, we still wouldn't be able to just snuggle up on the couch.

I run my hand through my hair and groan. This homework is starting to kick my butt. Even with my Spanish classes back in high school, I am lost and feel like everything I note down is wrong. Learning a new language can be fun but not with the speed we have right now.

Within two and a half months, we learned three new tenses and I am struggling to keep them separated and in my head at all. It's beyond me how some people speak three or more languages.

As a future professor of foreign literature, I should know more languages but seeing how Spanish goes, I'm not sure I will pick up another language class after this, not if I don't have to.
But no matter how much I complain, it won't get this homework done and I need my language certificate to become a professor. It doesn't mean I actually have to use the language though, there are lots of translations luckily.

Although, translations are also just an interpretation of the original text. Perhaps, this will become easier once I am better.

"Still studying?" I jolt in my chair and turn around.

"For fucks sake, Natasha!"
She grins at me from behind the kitchen isle, two large bags of groceries on it. How did she get in here so quietly? Is she some kind of secret spy?
I clutch my heart for the dramatics and shake my head.

"You could've announced yourself."

"Hello, I'm Natasha, I am entering my kitchen now."

"Yes, like that." I nod and send her a kiss when she rolls her eyes.