Natasha Romanoff One-Shots

~ Work, why? ~

S.H.I.E.L.D reports drag on and on, nothing could give enjoyment to the task yet full concentration had to be put in one, especially when it was going to Nicholas Fury himself. I'd been working on this report since 8am and as the clock struck 9pm my phone lit up from the other end of my desk again, Natasha. No matter how much I told her I had to finish this report she was adimant I needed the breaks imbetween therefore she messaged me every hour to break the intense work stress. Only this time it wasn't her normal reminder

Tasha 🕷❤

What are you doing right now?

Strange, she knew I was at work yet she still questioned what I was doing

Me

I'm still at work, why?

I placed my phone back down on the desk beside my laptop and finishing off the paragraph I was writing proof reading it over and over again before the screen beside me lit up again

Tasha🕷❤

Are you thinking about me?

Confusion spread quickly as I thought of the things I could have forgotten to make her act this strange. I glanced back down at the message again not really sure of how to respond quickly looking at the computer screen infront of me then back down at the smaller screen

Me

I mean i guess so, you just messaged me. why?

I smiled setting my phone back down and downing the final quatre of my coffee before throwing the plastic cup into the bin sat beside my door wich remained open from my earlier break however the office outside was now dark only the light from the lampost outside letting light in. The phone screen had yet to light up as I opened my phone checking to see if I'd missed the notification but nothing had been sent only opened, strange. I sat back in my chair letting out a sigh and checking over the report once more finally feeling accomplished and forwarding it to Fury.

Locking up my office I put my bag over my shoulder before feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket as I entered the elevator hitting the ground floor button and openeing the message from Tasha.

To say my jaw dropped to the floor would be an understatement, it practically dropped out the bottom of the elevator and hit the ground floor quick than if Thor's hammer was placed ontop of the metal box. Instead of the reply I was anticipating from Nat, a picture had loaded up.

Natasha sent a photo of her layed in our bed, absolutely naked with the most innoncent look on her face

Tasha🕷❤

I hope your thinking of me now

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Robbed??

Kinda

Guess I havent updated in a while..... But however I am in the process hopefully of writing a new book, now, do I release the first two chapters tommorow? Or do I wait until I've wrote 5 or 6 chapters and then release those to kick start it all????

Might make a part 2 to this chapter who knows? Maybe I will...Maybe I won't