Natasha: Mission Part 3

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Steady beeping and hushed voices greeted you as you slipped back into consciousness. You felt polyester sheets beneath your bare back and the prescense of a drip connected to your arm.

Opening your eyes, you were met with a bright white light.
The SHIELD medical ward.

You looked down to the foot of the bed to see a nurse leaning on the doorframe talking to someone outside.
The voice was instantly recognisable. Natasha.

Managing to focus on their conversation, you felt your heart beat faster, signalled by the beeping of your heart monitor.

"I have spoken to Director Fury. He said I can debreif after I have spoken to (y/n). There is no immediate danger to SHIELD or any of it's agents. Let me see her." Natasha said, her annoyance at the nurse apparent.

"(Y/n) needs to rest. I'll send for you as soon as she-"

"Natasha!" You cut the nurse off, suddenly feeling two pairs of eyes on you.

The nurse was shoved aside and Natasha was by your side.

She looked down at your body which was gowned in a simple light blue backless shift. Your make up had also been scrubbed off.

"I have to say, I do like red on you." Natasha teased before glaring at the nurse.

"Out."

The nurse reluctantly stepped out, sliding the door shut behind her.

As soon as she left, Natasha grasped your hand in hers.

She didn't say anything, seeming just content to watch you breathe.

"Maybe I'll have to wear red more often then." You smiled. Natasha returned the gesture while gently tracing circles on your wrist with a finger.

"I'm glad you're awake." She murmered, "I have something to tell you."

You nodded, watching her eyes.

She didn't move at first, seeming unsure how to use her words.

Then she was leaning towards you and you stretched up to meet her, your lips delicately touching. Her lips were incredibly soft, moving almost like a dance.

The kiss was magical and before your head fell back on the pillow, you had no sense of time.

Natasha's hand was on your shoulder, holding you to the bed, her lips still moving perfectly in sync with yours.

She suddenly released the kiss but didn't move her face away from yours.

"From your elevated heart rate, can I assume we'll be doing this again." She asked, head tilted slightly.

You nodded, "I'll wear red."

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