We're back in the compound and Natasha is already packing again for her mission. "I don't want you to go on this mission Nat." I speak to her while laying on her bed.
"Why not? You know it's my job." She answers and continues packing. "I'll miss you and I'll be worried." I answer her and she stopps packing and lays next to me. "I'll miss you too and don't be worried, I come back to you in two days." She speaks, rolling on top of me.
I wrap my arms around her body, slipping my hand under her shirt and stroke above her head. "What if something happens to you? I don't want to lose you." I speak and she kisses my lips.
"Nothing will happen to me. It's an easy mission. Nothing to worry about." She answers and kisses me again but this time she shoves her tongue into my mouth.
"Hey Nat I-" Natasha and and I both break the kiss and turning our heads towards the door where my dad stands. "Dad can't you knock like everybody else?" I ask annoyed and he stares at us. Natasha rolls down from my body and continues packing.
"What do you want James?" She asks. "I pretend like I didn't saw my wife with my daughter." He speaks and screws his face. "James? What do you want?" Natasha asks again and looks at him.
"I uhm... I wanted to talk about everything. Maybe we don't have to end our marriage." He speaks and I raise both my eyebrows. "But I guess how you layed on my daughter and kissed her it's really serious between you two..." He continues speaking and his face saddens.
"Yes James it's I was serious when I told you I'm into girls. I want the divorce." She harshly speaks and I can see how tears form into his eyes. "Okay..." He answers and turns around, leaving the room and closes the door behind him.
I get up and walk towards the door. "Where are you going?" She asks. "I'll be right back." I say and dissapear through the door. "Dad! Wait!" I yell after him and he stopps, turning around.
"What do you want?" He asks. "I- I'm sorry dad... for everything..." I apologize and feel bad. "You ruined my marriage Y/N!" He is angry and raises his voice at me.
"I never wanted to, you have to believe me." I speak but he just shakes his head in disbelief. "I'll never forgive you this!" He yells at me and a tear run down my cheek. "Dad, please..." I beg him, hoping he won't be mad at me anymore.
"Don't call me that! You're dead for me Y/N!" He yells in anger and leaves into his room, slamming the door behind himself. I still stand there, the tears stream down my face.
"Hey Y/N... I'm sorry..." I feel a hand on my shoulder and hear Natasha behind me. "Did you heard what he said?" I ask sobbing. "Yeah... everything. Look he's angry at the moment but he will calm down. I'm sure he didn't mean what he said. You know your dad when he's angry." She tries to cheer me up but I just cry harder and she turns me around, holding me close to her.
"Shhhhh... everything is going to be okay sweetheart." She comforts me and strokes my back. "He hates me..." I sob into her neck. "No he's just hurt." Natasha continues comforting me. "No Natasha he said I'm dead for him. He never said this to me." I speak and my voice sounds desperate.
"He will calm down sweetheart." She pulls away, cupping my cheeks with her hands and gives me a warm smile. "I have to leave now." She speaks and I nod. I walk back into her room and she takes her bag.
We leave up to the terrace where the quinjets are. Steve, Tony and Clint are already into it and waiting for Natasha. She hugs me tight. "I wish I could kiss you right now." I whisper into her ear. "Me too, first I want the divorce and after that we can tell everybody, I promise." She whispers back, kissing my cheek.
We let go of each other and she walks into the quinjet. The fly away and I already miss her. I let out a deep sigh and leave back into my room, taking a jacket and leave the compound for a walk. I really need some fresh air after everything that happened.
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My hot stepmom (Natasha Romanoff)
FanficI was raised by my dad, James Barnes, others know him as Bucky the wintersoldier. When I was twelve he started dating a work colleague, the famous black widow. We got along pretty quickly and someday she moved in with my dad and me. When I turned...