Marvel Imagines

Natasha

(There are two different endings, so I hope you all enjoy :))
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"What's our next mission, Darling?" You ask Natasha as you meet her in the hallway.

She grabs your hands in hers and hold them tightly in hers. A smile forms on her face as she looks into your eyes.

"Good morning, (Y/N)." She speaks in a whisper.

"Good morning, Nat. Now answer my question."

She lets out a huffed breathe. "Really? Can't I just talk to my wife without having to talk about a mission?" She pouts her bottom lip.

"But... this is our job." You mock her pouted lip.

She sighs. Putting her hand under your chin to get your lips level to hers; she places a small passionate kiss upon your lips. She then starts to walk away. "I'm not talking to you until you actually talk to me about something more important!"

Standing there smiling you fidget with your wedding ring that is hooked on a necklace around your neck. It's easiest there instead around your finger since you wear gloves on missions.

You both have been apart of Red Room Academy for five years, married two. The Black Widow and The Silent Empress.

Natasha is very good with hand on hand combat and her electric batons, while you're best at using machinery and sniping your victims from the roof tops.

You met Natasha five years ago watching her almost angelic ballet dance she had performed for the council for the festival they had held that year.

Her beautiful red hair up in a bun, shaping her face of a beautiful goddess. She had captivated your senses and you wanted to know more. So she showed you a few private lessons; if you know what I mean. ;)

And now you two are the most unstoppable duo the red room has to offer.

Your most recent mission was to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D. but that went down the drain fast.

You jog after Natasha and grab her arm. "I'm sorry- do you want to go watch the children during their ballet classes?"

She smiles and nods. You intertwine your fingers with hers as you both start your journey to the ballrooms.

"One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two- No! Point those feet better or you'll be sorry missy!"

"Yes, madame..."

You hear voices from down the hall as you arrive.

"Madame?" Natasha speaks aloud.

"Ah, Natalia! Come, come!" Madame rushes towards you both and users Natasha into the ballroom. You were left alone so you start walking towards the room as well.

"Show this foolish girl the dance!" The old lady speaks.

Sighing, Natasha looks at you for confirmation. You give her a shrug and wave her off, taking a seat.

She stands in her beginning position with her arms in a circle in front of her. She does a plié and begins to dance around the room.

She looked like the black swan from Swan Lake. A good person, with a tainted soul. The little girl sits besides you eyes wide with her mouth gaped open.

"Yeah I know... Luckily she's my wife." You smile.

She looks up at you then back at Natasha as she does a Pirouette. "She's amazing."

Your heart pangs as the child doesn't know exactly what you both do for a living. You ruffle her hair.

"I bet you'll be just as good as her." You say as you watch as she curtsy's ending her performance.