Natasha Romanoff x Fem reader One-shots

Crying - NR

Warnings: this is just depressing again I'm sorry. It's not been a good day.

Reader is 16 cause it's me haha. Mama! Nat

All rights reserved! This is my own story!

Y/N's POV

I'm so tired. My whole body just hurts from crying. I just wanted mum to come home from her mission. I'm in my shower just crying even harder. I don't know how many more days till mum comes home and I just hope that she comes before I do anything to hurt myself or worse. The thought mum being alone only makes me cry harder.

I'm not sure how long I have been sat in the shower for to be honest. At this rate I'm just crying here for the sake of it. My body is numb to be honest. I just want to scream. Even though my throat is literally burning I decided to scream at the top of my lungs "MAMMMA! COME HOME PLEASEE!". I wanted nothing than to be in mum's arms.

As if on que my bathroom door is swung open and my mum is stood in the doorway, looking at me frightened. She wasted no time to turn off the shower and get next to me, wrapping me in a towel. "Mama... it hurts so much... please make it stop... please make the pain stop." I wailed. Her arms pulled me into her chest and all I could hear was her heartbeat. It was so painful to continue crying. "Shhh baby. Mama's here I promise. Mama's here" she whispered into my ear. Hearing her voice instantly calmed me down slightly.

I felt mum lift her head up and she saw the blades on the counter, and she moved one hand to wave someone away. When I looked up, I saw a worried looking Yelena who looked mortified at the state. I just sent her a small smile even though I was crying, I managed to convince her that I would be okay. Then I could feel mum trying to discreetly look at my arms, not that she didn't trust me but I'm guessing she's scared. "I d-didn't do it mama. I couldn't" She kept a hold of my arm and I saw her still check it.

"Okay baby, I'm so proud of you just keep holding onto me, okay?" she said whispering into my ear. I just nodded and continued to cry. My head began to hurt from the own cries. I also began to gag slightly, and mum immediately noticed. "Alright baby, if you can't calm down can I pick you up and take you towards the toilet?" I nodded and she secured the towel around me even more and picked me up.

She sat me down on her lap on the floor and I was still crying into her neck. Her soothing movements on my back that she was creating was calming me down. I think she realised this as she held me even more closely. Then the door opened back up and Yelena sat down next to us and had a glass of water in her hands and a packet of Chocolate digestives "I thought this would help..." she said putting them down. 'Thank you' I saw mum mouth at her and then Yelena got back up and kissed me on the forehead.

"Alright, sweetheart can I take you into your bedroom?" Mum asked me, whilst continuing her soothing hand movements on my back. "Yeah mama... as long as you stay with me." I said. "I couldn't dream of leaving you, my darling." She slowly and steadily picked me up and led me to my bedroom. She laid me down and laid next to me. Not once letting go of me. At this point the tears had been wiped away by mum's hands and my cries had stifled down to small sniffles.

"Would you like to tell me the issue, moya lybov?" Mum asked me in a calming voice. "I was missing you, then my dark thoughts came back mama... If you didn't walk in, I'm not sure what I would've done. I just want all the pain to go mama. It hurts so much." I say, not without releasing another tear or two.

Mum wasted no time to help me sit up and with one hand she put her hand under my chin to make me look at her in the eyes and the other wiped away the tears. "You have no idea how quick I could take away this pain if I could. I will do everything in my power to help you get past this because you can, and you will. I'm so proud of you every single time you wake up in the morning. I'm so proud of every genuine smile I see on your face. I'm so proud of every time you let your emotions out. I'm so proud to call you my daughter." She said to me. A smile crept its way onto my face and mum pulled me back into a hug.

"Shall we watch a movie, дорогой мой (my darling)?" Mum asked me. "хорошо, мама (okay mama)" I replied in Russian. Whenever something happens that affects us, we always speak in Russian because mum says it makes my brain think of something different rather than what has been upsetting me because I have to focus to remember what words translate to what.

We snuggled into my bed together and mum had helped me get myself changed and we had put on a Disney film. It's moments like these that I never want to end. Me and mum watching a film together as if I'm 5 years old again in her arms.