My Little Light || Natasha Romanoff x Oc daughter oneshots

Swinging through the night

Age: 13
Word count: 812
Summary: Alena had a fight with her parents and Peter tries to cheer her up.

The tension was thick in the apartment of the Romanoff-Rogers family.

Alena and Natasha had gotten into a heated argument in which Steve was quick to support Natashas side.

,,NO, you're thirteen Alena. There are people out for you, the kind of people you don't wanna meet"

Natasha explained sternly, her voice calm and steady.

,,Awwe come on Mama, I can take care of myself. Forgot who raised me?"

Alena tried persuading her mother in a certain but slightly annoyed tone.

,,I did and that's the problem. The people out for you want you because you're my child. They want you as a weapon and they won't be nice about it"

The assasin admitted, her voice growing stubborn.

Alena scoffed. She was certain that she deserved to go out past ten pm.

,,Dad, say something"

She inquired from her father, who just walked into the room to see what was going on.

Steve stood behind his wife, who briefly explained the issue in a whisper, so that Alena couldn't hear.

,,Your Mom's right, sorry little light"

He them concluded with a shrug.

The 13 year old let out a frustrated scream.

,,I hate you, I hate this family and Mom, I wish I wasn't your daughter"

She then exclaimed, before silence filled the room.

Alena realised what she just said and refused to meet her mothers eyes.

Natashas expression changed drastically.

It went from stern to hurt in less than a split second before it went back to emotionless.

,,Room, Alena Lubov"

She ordered.

Natasha too refused to meet her daughters eyes but out of disappointment and hurt.

,,Mama I-"

Alena tried but her mom just raised her hand for her to be quiet.

,,Just go, Alena. I don't wanna look at you right now"

Natasha commanded, her face still emotionless.

The 13 year old redhead turned on her heel, silent tears streaming down her face.

Moments later, Steve and Nat heard the door to her room slam shut.

Alena kicked the wall as soon as she reached her room.

She was furious at herself for the words she just said.

The worst thing was, she knew exactly that her mother struggled greatly with accepting the fact that she was the best mother Alena could ask for.

Suddenly her phone buzzed.

Peters name showed up on the screen along with her ringtone.

,,Hey 'Lena, you wanna come over? I got a really cool thing to show you"

He greeted her cheerfully.

Peter had joined the team a few months ago and he'd gotten a few cool toys from Tony which he was experimenting with.

,,I uhh-"

Alena croaked, her voice sounded hoarse from crying.

,,Are you alright? Why am I even asking obviously you're not, I'm coming over"

Her best friend decided and before Alena could answer he already hung up the phone.

Five minutes later someone knocked on her window.

The redhead moved to let Peter in, still sniffling slightly.

,,Hey 'Lena, grab my hand"

He smirked as he held out his hand for her to grab.

"Peter?"

"Yea?"

"What are we doing?"

Peter scratched his neck.

,,I'm taking you for a swing"

He announced as if it was the nost normal thing on the planet.

"You're joking"

"Do I look like I am?"

Alena thought for a moment, but then the adrenaline junkie side of her got the better of her.

She got hold of Peters hand and seconds later, they were out.

,,'Lena your hair is kinda in my face"

Peter yelled as he carried his best friend bridal style, trying to overscream her.

Alena was clutching on to his shoulders for dear life.

Her auburn waves were all over the place while she screamed.

,,YOURE CRAZY PETER BENJAMIN PARKER"

She yelled while they swung over yet another building.

,,Open your eyes Alena, you'll love it, I promise"

Peter assured, his grip tightening on Alenas thighs.

Slowly, the redhead obliged and opened her eyes.

Besides from all the dizziness coming from the swinging, it was breathtaking.

Peter and her were hanging off of a giant building, higher than the others so they had a great view over New York.

,,This is amazing"

Alena sighed, absolutely taken by the view.

Peter lifted her onto the roof before following.

The two teens sat on the edge, their feet dangling.

Alena forgot about the fight she had with her Mom, she forgot the guilt she had been keeping with her ever since and she swore she'd apologise as soon as they got back.

She leaned into Peters side and together, the two 13 year olds stared into the night.

A/N: More Peter and Alena for you :) Lmk if you like it.
Also thanks for 13k reads, I appreciate it <3