Collection of Avengers One-Shot Stories

What's Best For Her (Natasha)

3rd POV

Remy hated when they argued. Remy tried not be jealous that when Natasha was in New York she spent more time at Avenger's Tower more than at her place. It had been Natasha's birthday and Remy had prepared a variety of Russian dishes for the redhead when she was at work on a Saturday with her team. Natasha usually came home around six so Remy took her time to tidy up her apartment even herself by dolling up a bit.

Remy sat on the couch leaving the door in the oven waiting for her girlfriend to come home.

She watched the clock anxiously as ten minutes past then an hour then three hours. Remy sat brewing up a storm nearing on the verge of frustrated tears.

A soft knock at the door made her jump in surprise before rushing to nearly rip off the handle.

Natasha stood between the arms of her two teammates. Hawkeye and Captain America stood holding her drunk ass self up.

"You've got to me shitting me," I snapped seeing how she spent her birthday with her team.

"Sorry to disturb you miss, but Natasha told us this was her address," Cap announced gripping Natasha gripped a little tighter when she leaned forward.

I looked at Natasha who was staring at the Clint making fun of his ears. She had known that Remy was expecting her home hours ago so why did Natasha blow her off to get drunk?

"I don't know where her home is," Remy replied looking sadly at Natasha in disappointment.

"So who are you then?" Arrow guy asked narrowing his eyes.

Of course, Natasha wouldn't tell them about me.

"No one important. Make sure she gets home safe," Remy shut the door in the three Avengers faces not giving a damn.

Dumping the food in the trash and cleaning up, Remy showered dressing down into sweatpants before needing some air to clear her head. She ended up in a 24-hour diner across from the Avengers tower. She could see the top floor was still hosting a get together of the heroes. Natasha didn't need her so why did she spend so much time toying around with Remy's emotions?

They had been together for about a year now knowing each other for a year before that. Remy loved Natasha but she didn't dare say it out loud. She drank her coffee before leaving a large tip before walking home with a familiar knot in her stomach.

Remy didn't hear from Natasha for a few days.

Until Remy went to the market to see Natasha with three men in tow who were signing autographs. Remy watched as Natasha looked at her like she didn't exist. That stung a bit.

It had been an argument they had many times that Natasha was protecting her by not making their relationship public or telling anyone.

Looking down at the pavement, Remy walked away with a heavy heart that whatever they had was soon or had come to an abrupt end. She should have seen it coming with the distance that Natasha had been building for a while now.

Weeks past when packages of Remy's favorite sour gummy worms were delivered with a note saying I'm sorry. The package didn't change anything for Remy. She sent it back to the Tower hoping to send a message.

A few days past before Steve picked up the mail noticing a returned package from the same address from where Natasha directed them when she was plastered. Opening it up curious he gawked at the amount of sour gummy worms before recognizing Natasha's writing.

I'm sorry.

So Natasha did know the young women but how and why was Natasha sorry?

Natasha found Steve holding the note in his hand when she snatched the box and not out his hands.