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"Where's y/n?" Nat asked Clint as soon as he plopped down on one of the couches in the living room of the compound.
"She's fine Natasha. Just a few scraped and bruised..." Clint sighed, "And a few broken ribs." He mumbled under his breath.
"What?!" Nat shrieked.
"Here we go again." Clint sighed. "Y/ns okay, Nat."
"She's okay?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I believe you... sorta." Nat sighed, although her body was still tense and she was scared for you. Nat didn't like you going on missions that were seriously dangerous, never knowing what can happen.
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Black Widow Imagines™️
FanfictionCOMPLETED! For all those who saw Endgame and had their heart ripped out, this is for you. Imagines of Natasha Romanoff. Fluff. Angst. Gif. Smut. (No longer taking smut requests as of 12/18/19) (GxG , G!p)