Apex Avenger | Natasha Romanoff

Ch 12

I go to the training room to meet up with Natasha with an apple in hand. I feel like I need to break the ice. We've been done a mission together for god's sake and still nothing.

"Hey." I greet and toss her an apple.

"What's this?" She asks catching and holding the fruit in her hand.

"...An apple?" I say slowly.

"*rolls eyes* What's it for?" She asks raising an eyebrow.

"...To eat." I say, not amused she tosses it back.

"Woah wait wait *toss it to her* it's just I never see you at breakfast and I don't know if you eat or not." I explain.

"I do, I usually get up early." She says tossing it back.

"Alright, then consider this a friendly gesture from student to teacher." I try as I toss it back.

"You do this to your other "teachers"?" She asks with an eyebrow raised.

"Uh no but-"

"Okay fine I'll keep it." She sighs mostly because she wanted me to shut up.

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"You gave her an apple?" Clint asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Well I didn't know how to break the ice." I sigh waving my arms.

"Well how did your guys mission go?" He asks.

"It was alright, awkward as hell but atleast it was successful." I tell him and he nods.

"Man you're like a puppy for her." He laughs.

"I am not!" I groan.

"Come on you're like this badass but when it comes to her it's like you walk on egg shells." He says.

"Yeah I'm a badass that can't get the attention of Black Widow. I'm a chump compared to her." I sigh shaking my head my eyes flashing.

"Hey...you're a great kid, just try to be not as arrogant as you usually are." He suggests making me chuckle.

"What if I give her a customized weapon made by yours truly?" I ask him.

Clint raises an eyebrow at me.

"It's Natasha, I can't just give her candy or something." I reason making him nod in agreement.

"Ok but remember she's a top of the line assassin and spy. You can't just give her a butter knife with the handle decorated with macaroni and glitter." He teases.

"Shut up." I laugh.

Later that night

"Ow! Fuck! Shiiit!" I hiss in pain the small sparks coming from fusing metal burning my hands.

It was really late but it was the only time I could work on my taser-knife that I was making for Natasha. It's basically a blade and a taser in one. I think it's a good idea for a weapon so I'm trying to make one from scratch. If I tried to sneak away during the day to work on it everyone would wonder and ask where and what I was doing. I also don't need Tony pestering me about his tools.

"Damn it!" I hiss waving my hand at the burning sensation.

"*yawn* I'm going to feel this tomorrow." I say seeing the blisters starting to form.

I don't go back inside to go sleep until 3 in the morning. Even when I do go to bed it's hard to ignore the throbbing in my hands. I finally fall asleep around 5 when I have to wake up at 8. When I wake up I have bags under my eyes and my hands are red with blisters. I put some ointment on my hands, wrap them, then put on some gloves.