marvel//one-shots

iv - natxbruce

"If you wanted me in that bed, you should've asked."
Banner smiled nervously. This was good, she could do this. Flirting, Nat thought, was easy. It was feeling that she had trouble with.

Natasha Romanoff was a skilled woman. She could fight brilliantly, read a person like a book, and seduce anyone within minutes. The perfect agent.
But grasping her own feelings, that she had hidden for so long, was hard. As a child she was trained; dance, extract, fight, kill, and hide. Seduce your enemy, get the information, torture them, and kill them.
But most importantly, hide yourself. The easiest way was to bury yourself, hiding not only from the enemy, but from yourself and everyone around you.
Never could she let her emotions control her actions. Not once could she cry, or show weakness of any sort. Remain stoic, always.

"Natasha?"
She shook herself back to reality, Bruce was looking at her cautiously.
"If that was too far I-"
Nat braced herself, she was no longer an assassin, she had to break these habits, and Bruce- Bruce would understand fighting emotions.
"Bruce, I care about you. A lot. And I'm not used to that. I haven't let myself love a person for years, and it scares me. As a child, I learnt to ignore my feelings, push them away. And now I don't know how to stop."
She took a breath and looked into his eyes. They were kind and understanding. They were beautiful.
"Natasha, I know what it's like to feel the opposite, and while it's absolutely terrifying at times, I don't know what I'd be without it. You've been at the other end of the spectrum, and you have to bring back the balance. It'll be hard. It's so, so hard. But it gets harder every day. It's scary, but you have you trust."
Natasha watched him speak. He was so warm and kind and beautiful and-

"I trust you." She whispered, and it was true. She brought her face close to his and looked into his eyes yet again.
She placed her lips against his lightly, taking in the soft texture.

Natasha smiled against his lips as Bruce pulled her closer. She was home.