Y/N POV
Natasha and dad stayed for a few more hours yesterday until the doctor came and told them to leave. I asked the doctor if Natasha could please stay here, we won't do any noise and after a while he gave his okay and I thanked him.
Dad left and I scooped a little, making space for her in this little, uncomfortable hospital bed.
After she lays her body next to mine, I instantly clinge on her, wrapping my legs around hers and my arms around her waist, holding her close.
I feel how I get emotional, being thankful for this moment because yesterday I thought I never would be able to feel her like this again.
"Can I ask you a question?" Natasha breaks the silence. "Sure." I answer, getting prepared of everything that could come now.
"Why did you hit at my door? Did you regret your choice in the last second and tried to ask for some help at my door?" She asks me and I swallow hard.
A few broken pictures flashes through my eyes from this moment. I can remember how I scooped on the floor, desperately wanted to reach Natasha and tell her how much I love her.
"No, I didn't regret it. I just thought about you after you know... and then I had the need to see you one last time. Telling you how much sorry I am because of your sister and telling you one last time how much I love you." I answer her honestly and feel how she tighten her grip around my body.
"Please don't do this ever again. I can't imagine what would have happened if I wasn't in my room." Natasha speaks and I look up at her, meeting her worried blue-green eyes.
"I am sorry for making you so much worries... I feel like I'm a burden for you and my dad... everything I touch gets destroyed... I don't know since when everything doesn't work fine in my life..." I let out a deep sigh, feeling kind of better talking about my thought and feelings, well a part of them.
"You're not a burden Y/N. Don't ever say that again. Yes, there were a few dark months but they're in the past now. Now we are looking into the future and enjoying every moment together, okay? As soon as your wrists are healed and you feel better I will drive into the forest hut with you. Just the two of us." Natasha tells me and a light smile appears onto my lips.
"I guess you like the idea because of your appeared, cute little smile." Natasha speaks and smiles now too. "Yes. Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes." I answer, cupping her cheek with one of my hand and pulling her down to kiss her soft, plump lips.
The kiss deepens and my tongue slides at her lips, asking for permission. She opens her mouth, welcoming my tongue with hers. Oh god how I missed this. How I missed her even I couldn't remember her. There was always this empty whole inside of me, the feeling that I missed something, someone. Now I know it was her.
I let out a soft moan and Natasha pulls away. "No. Why did you stop?" I ask frustrated. "Because you need some rest. We will have plenty of time for this in the future. First of all you have to heal and get better." She answers.
"But you could make me feel better and I could make you feel better." I speak and pout. "You're so cute when you pout like that, you know that?" She pinches my cheek and chuckles.
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The next week I get my body a lot of rest and cuddled a lot with Natasha, but just cuddles not more. You can't imagine how much I want to feel her bare skin against mine. How much I want to hear those soft moans in my ears. How much I want to taste her. How much I just want to be as close as I can to her.

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My hot stepmom (Natasha Romanoff)
Fiksi PenggemarI 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...