Natasha loved doing laundry. It relaxed her and she liked scavenging clothes from the other avengers. She rarely wore her own clothes around the Tower. Right now, she got the last load out of the drier and started going through them.
Tony's Black Sabbath T-Shirt was soft, she added it to her own stack. The rest of his clothes went in his basket. Thor's cape was big and she finally got the dirt stains out of it... he had other capes. That went into her basket as well. Whatever detergent Laura used smelled good. It was there even after washing Clint's clothes with her own detergent. His sweatpants were the only ones in the tower that would fit her. They went into her basket. Steve's clothes were always worn and good to wear. She added one of his zip-up hoodies to the mix. Bruce's feet got cold easily and hers did too. She added a pair of his socks.
"Hey, Nat." Steve said as she came to deliver the laundry.
It was normal to see her in other people's clothes. She was trained to be a chameleon like spy. One time they'd been discussing it. Tony said he thought it was her establishing her dominance over the rest of the Avengers. Bruce had agreed, saying 'She's succeeding'.
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Head canons
FanfictionElaborating on head canons. The Avengers, HP, TMR, THG, Sherlock, etc I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS.
