Caught in a Spider's Web

CH. 1

Background:

Y/N is a new member of the Avengers, you lived in an orphanage until the age of 9, when you were adopted by an assassin group. You were tested on with different serums; which even banner and stark couldn't figure out. You are gaining more powers which is scary not just for you, but for everyone because they randomly appear and you cannot control them right away. But none the less everyone has taken a liking to you for two reasons; you're attractive, and always positive.

Okay story time :) 

It was about 7 o'clock at night and you decided to go rummage around in the kitchen for some food. Everyone was off doing their own thing, which honestly you could use the peace and quiet. You made your way down to the kitchen and headed straight for the fridge. You opened the freezer, feasting your Y/E/C eyes on the tub of chocolate ice cream that belonged to a certain red headed assassin. On the ice cream it had NATASHAS DO NOT TOUCH written in bold black sharpie. You decided that you would risk it. Considering A. its chocolate ice cream, and B. You and Clint were the only people Nat actually liked. So you grabbed the tub of ice cream out, and set it on the island. Walking over to the wooden cupboard, you open the door and step on your tippy toes to get a bowl (you're the shortest one on the team). You grab your bowl, and turn around to see the assassin leaning over the island looking at you with a certain smirk on her face.

"Shit," you whisper. "Heyy, Nat, how are you, I a—"

"You're about to eat my ice cream." Nat said in a monotone voice.

"What no, me, ah I came up here and that was already on the table." You were stuttering now.

"Mhm, so what are you using that bowl for?" Still monotone, she is watching your every move like a hawk. You are also watching her, trying to think of a way out of this situation. You set down the bowl hard enough to make a loud clinking sound of the glass, hitting the granite counter, Natasha averted her eyes from you to the bowl for just a split second. And with that you bolted out of there, turning around and running up stairs to the third floor. You were a bit faster than the red head; you made it to the top of the stairs, and so did she. She tackled and pinned you to the ground. "Not fast enough," Natasha whispered. At this moment Tony rounds the corner to go down the stairs, "*whistles* wow, Hot!"

"Shut up," both you and Natasha yell at Tony; just throws his hands up in defeat and walks away.

"You cant out run me," Natasha simply says, "Shorter legs," She gets up and helps you up. You sighed and just sat there as she went  down the stairs, back into the kitchen. You sat there in defeat, deciding to get back up and go to the kitchen. No, you're not getting ice cream, you were still hungry though. As you headed to the kitchen you see Natasha sitting at the island eating her ice cream. You walk into the kitchen, "I surrender,"

"Apology accepted," she replied with a smirk. You laughed and looked through the kitchen for some food. "If you want some ice cream you can have ONE bowl," Natasha said

"You're sharing. Your ice cream. With me?"

"Yes, one time offer, on serving size."

"Hell yeah, I want some!" You grab a bowl skip to the island and dish out some chocolate ice cream. After you dished out a serving size worth you turned around put the ice cream back, and grabbed a spoon, and sat across from her at the island.

"Thanks Nat." You thanked her, and you really meant it. "Yeah, yeah" she responded. Just then Tony came down to get some dinner.

"Hey, (y/n) you're still alive!" Tony said, "Yes, I gave up" you responded, acting defeated. Tony's face completely changed when he saw you eating Natasha's ice cream, IN FRONT OF NATASHA.

"Oh. My. God, the end is near, Nat shared!" Tony said genuinely shocked.

"Shut up Stark, and don't call me that." Natasha responded.

"Why not, (y/n) always calls you Nat."

"That's because she's (y/n) and you're Tony," she responded without hesitation.

"Ah, I see. So is that also why she gets to eat your ice cream, because she's '(y/n)'."

"Shut up Stark," You look at Nat, you've always called her Nat. You didn't see why that mattered. Nat threw her bowl in the sink and left the kitchen. You got up and followed. "Nat, hey wait up!" you call out to her. She stopped and waited for you to catch up, but didn't turn around. "Hey, Tony's a prick, just ignore him."

"I know, and I don't care," she responded

"Yeah you do, you-," She walked to the balcony opening the sliding door, "You don't need to bullshit me Nat, this protective shield thing doesn't need to be up with me."

"I gave you ice cream, and in return I get a lecture,"

"Nat,"

"Okay, (y/n) I really don't know what you want from me,"

"I want YOU, the real you. I don't care if you put up a protective shield with everyone else, just not me."

"It isn't that easy (y/n), I'm trying to." You sighed, "I understand that, just don't bullshit me to start with."

"Okay," She was leaning on the rail looking out of the balcony and over the city. You walked up next to her and looked at the city, lightly rubbing her arm reassuringly. You smiled, looking at all of the lights the city had to offer, "Isn't it beautiful," you asked "Yes it is," Nat replied but she wasn't looking at the city, she was looking at you.

Natasha's POV

I went back to the kitchen and decided to eat some of my ice cream. I really hope (y/n) comes back. GUH, Nat stop. I let out a big sigh, and dished out some ice cream. I sat down, a few moments later (y/n) came back to the kitchen, I wanted to smile but restrained and only let out a smirk.

"I surrender," (y/n) said "Apology accepted," I responded

"If you want some ice cream you can have ONE bowl," I told her, her face lit up, God, I love that stupid face.