Natasha Romanoff x Fem reader One-shots

Somewhere Safe Pt 2 - NR

Yous got really made at me for the last one so I'm sorry in advance but yano here we are :) Reader is 16 cause yano we haven't aged 40 years in a day. So you're all good my youthful ducklings <3

Still all in Y/N's POV

Plot: Still a surprise

Warnings: Alcohol misuse, sadness, passing out? if that's a warning idk?

All rights reserved! This is my own story!

I opened my eyes to see myself... In my bedroom? Why would child services bring me home? I don't want to be here. I thought to myself. If only I could go back and take that time back I spent trusting Natasha, so that my heart wouldn't break the moment I gave it to her. I wasted no time to get up and look around my house. "Dad?" I called out walking into the living room. "Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?" He said standing up, bottle in hand, "Your mother would be so disappointed in you. But you know what's funny in this whole situation? You actually thought that Natasha cared about you."

My heart was breaking the more he spoke. "You thought someone other than your mother cared about you. You didn't exactly spend long with her before you were begging her to keep you. Why have you always been so clingy? Even when you learnt... No. One. Want's. You" He said, alcohol coating his angry words. "I suggest you go and do something in your room.. Stay out of my way." I wasted no time to run to my room and lock it. Curling myself up into a ball, wanting nothing from anyone.

About 40 minutes later I was sat reading on my bed, trying to calm myself when there was a loud thud from the living room. I didn't want to go out there but I left my room anyway, just to make sure dad hadn't hurt himself.

I soon discovered I was alone. The thud was him slamming the front door. What I'd do to just have someone on my side for once is insane. Does dad drink because of me? Did Natasha give me away because I'm too much hassle? Am I burden to everyone? My head was spinning... Thinking began to hurt but I couldn't stop. It was like I was trapped in my own mind. First, I felt my head get lighter, then my arms couldn't hold themselves up, then my legs went numb, then my sight went black.

It's not often I pass out from my thoughts but so much has gone wrong recently, it must have tainted my mind. My eyes fluttered open and all I could see was something I thought I'd never see again. Longish-red-hair and Bright green eyes staring at me. Not in the loving way I knew before, but in fear and worry. I tried to steady myself up, only to be met with her gentle, but firm, hands holding me down.

"Why are you here?" I asked her. "Well, when the policemen asked me if I could come and help drop you off at home, I remembered you said you have no where to go so I knew something was a little wrong. I had met your dad obviously. But I've just seen him drinking alone in an alleyway so I thought I'd come check on you. Then I saw you passed out here on the floor and I couldn't help myself from staying with you. I know that I really badly messed up but I only realised once you were gone how alone I felt without you. Them few hours we spent playing videogames made my day. I didn't know this was happening." She said looking down at me, tears pooling in both of our eyes.

"So why aren't you letting me sit up?" I asked, trying to hide the fact that my heart warmed knowing she came back. "Because you hit the back of your head, I know because it's bleeding. I don't want you to move too quickly not knowing if you could hurt yourself more." She replied to me. Now it made sense why she had both her hands on my head, stopping me from moving. "Let me sit up against the sofa please.." I ask. I saw her nod then help me up. She wasted no time to kneel next to me so that she could make sure I didn't head my head in a harsh way. "I think we should get you to hospital. Just make sure you don't have a concussion or anything, okay?" My brain stopped listening after 'hospital' and I think my fear was visible on my face. "Hey, sweetheart, don't be scared okay... I'm not leaving you again. Whilst we're there I will tell child services you can stay with me for a while. If you still want that?"

"Of course I want that, Natasha, but how do I know I can trust you?" She sighs at my words. "I'll earn it I promise" I nod in acknowledgement, then this sudden dizziness washes over me and I grab onto Natasha for support. "Y/N?" She asks me, holding me up. "I don't feel well, Natasha..." I manage to stutter out. "Alright, okay. Just try your best to keep them gorgeous eyes open for me, yeah?" she said. I couldn't form words, it all came back again. I could feel my whole body go limp, then followed by darkness. The only difference this time is that I'm in Natasha's arms, and I think that I heard her say, "No, no, no. Come on wake up sweetheart."

The lights were blinding when I tried to open them. It took a few seconds to adjust when I noticed I was in the hospital, the red-head sat on the chair next to the bed looking at me worriedly. "You scared me to death kid." She said with a light chuckle, "You're lucky it's nothing serious. A light concussion and one hell of a headache." She said. "Okay.. that's not so bad.. but why did I keep passing out?" I ask. "Doctors said something about low-sugar levels in your blood. That's why I bought you this chocolate" She replied, clearly proud of herself. This didn't go unnoticed by me and I gladly accepted the chocolate, taking a bite each.

"What's going to happen, Natasha?" I ask the woman sat next to me. "Well, I've successfully persuaded child services to give you two options. Stay with me or find you another home?" She replied. "Can I- Can I stay with you?" I ask. Her face instantly lit up, like she had never been told someone wanted her before, but I feel I share that with her. "Of course you can. What do you say we go home? You can have your old room back.." she says to me. "Sounds like a plan.."

The drive home was silent. But it wasn't uncomfortable. Barely any words were shared between us yet I felt wanted again. We made our way into the familiar-looking building, and followed the same routine I did the first time I came in here, I made my way up the stairs. The only difference is, every single step upwards, she had a hold of my waist, keeping me balanced. It was so reassuring, especially when followed by the soothing of her voice saying, "Nearly there, sweetheart. Just a few more." It felt so strange to be looked after.

My room was the exact same as before, only this time there was one difference. There was a teddy sat in the middle of my bed, holding a balloon and a card. The bear had the words 'I'm sorry' written across it's shirt and the card was a get well soon card, signed by all the avengers and most notably, the whole paragraph Natasha wrote for me, saying how sorry she was for that one 'Stupid mistake.'

"Nat?" I said to her. She turned her head to look ta me, telling me she was listening. "Thank you. Thank you for letting me stay here. With you. Somewhere safe..." I say, allowing a few stray tears leave my eyes. "Your welcome, my love. What do you say we finish that movie we started before we were so rudely interrupted by all that mess." she said chuckling. "That sounds nice"

A/N

There you go, you can stop being mad at me now :) Didn't proof read this so yano don't judge me. Or do I'm not gonna choose how you live your life.

-Katie