My Little Light || Natasha Romanoff x Oc daughter oneshots

Thinking about Julia Belle (pt. 1)

Age: 15
Word count: 1810
Summary: Lately, all Alena could think about was Julia Belle. A girl she got to know at her vocal coaching. Naturally she's really confused about her feelings but too afraid to really talk about it yet.

Julia Belle. The tan, tall girl with the most dreamy brown eyes and flowy, almost unnaturally beautiful dark curls, who had been playing the piano for Alena while she sang for the past few months.

Every time the 17 year old girl smiled at something she did, all Alena wanted to do was to melt. Maybe it was the mere appreciation and reassurance those glances gave her, that made her want to stare at Julia forever or maybe she just idolised her.

No, none of that truly described her feelings for the pretty girl perfectly.

If Alena was completely honest, she was frustrated with herself over the matter. She'd never ever found herself behaving like that for anyone before, so all this was pure confusion mixed with a hint of wanting to throw up every time she found herself swooning.

Truth was, she was thinking about Julia all the time. While drawing, while at school, even while trying to fall asleep at night. The one thing, more specifically, the one person who circled in her mind over and over was Julia Belle.

So, one afternoon, when Alena was drawing one of her portraits per usual while mumbling along to Taylor Swift's 'How you get the girl (Taylors Version)', she happened to think about her new 'friend'.

Natasha had picked up on her daughter's recent behaviour, especially how she looked at this Julia girl. She found it sweet but yet also very amusing on how flustered her little light got around this girl.

But, for some reason, Alena hadn't seen a reason to talk about it to her, so, out of curiosity, and maybe because her overprotective nature wouldn't allow it any other way, Nat decided to grill her daughter a little bit.

The redheaded woman slipped into her 15 year olds room, closing the door behind her. She approached Alena, who was completely lost in her own thoughts and way too deep down into her zone and therefore didn't notice her.

Natasha decided to look over her shoulder, just to see who she was drawing this time around. The redhead had to look twice to actually recognise the young woman, who by this time was still missing most of her hair and the colour in her lips. Still, it was evident who this was supposed to represent.

,,Darling girl, who's that?"

She still decided to ask, simply to respect her daughter's boundaries and personal space. What she didn't expect was Alena slamming her notebook shut in a speed that you had to had to pay close attention, though.

The 15 year old turned to her Mom, slightly embarrassed. She'd never had feelings this intense before, nor talked to anyone about it. Not Peter, not MJ, not Yelena. Literally no one knew how she felt about Julia Belle.

,,No one"

Alena responded, avoiding her mothers gaze like the plaque. She knew that if she caught her glance it'd be game over.

Natasha crossed her arms and let out a soft sigh, a small smirk tugging at her lips. She found it quite amusing how the whole world around her precious girl knew how she felt for that certain person. It was pretty obvious after all.

There'd been a clear change in the way Alena acted, specifically when she was about to go off to vocal coaching. That was the times she got the most giggly, most 'unlike' herself and most defensive about said behaviour. It was clear to everyone but her that she was head over heels in love with someone.

,,Well, she might not be 'no one' "

Alena finally admitted, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Next thing Natasha knew, her daughter lay next to her on the bed, hands covering her face.