Marvel Imagines

Stud-Muffin // Natasha Romanoff

"Stud-muffin." (Y/N) suddenly blurted and giggled randomly, causing Natasha to look over in confusion. 

"Your new name is stud-muffin."

"What the zhopa does that mean, (Y/N)?"

She merely shrugged, and went back to reading. "Maybe a muffin, that's a stud?"

Natasha scoffed a little but smiled, returning her to cleaning her blades. It was a quiet afternoon, and everyone in the tower had something to do. Or so, they thought. Tony was snooping on them.

...

"Hey stud-muffin, want some cereal?"

"Shut up, (Y/N)."

...

"Stuuuddd-mufffiiinnn! Where is my pillow?"

"Remember, you put it in the laundry?"

...

"Hey stud-muffin. I think I'm in love with you."

Now this attracted Natasha's attention, and her cheek tinted red with a blush. "I love you too, (Y/N)." she grinned, and pulled her lover in for a small hug, pressing a kiss to the younger female's forehead.

...

A few days later, Natasha and Tony were in the training room. Steve and (Y/N) were on a mission, and training and beating the hell out of Tony was the only way to ease some of her tension.

She was off in her own land, completely dazed and glazed over in pure worry for (Y/N)'s safety, but Tony's next sentence completely snapped her out of her thoughts. 

"Stud-muffin, are you done thinking? I want to fight." Tony grinned, and only gave a confused glance as Natasha glared at him with a low growl.

"What did you call me?"

"Stud-muffin, right? (Y/N) says it all the time."

Natasha snarled and leaped at him, pinning him. Tony seemed dead frightened, and mentally prayed and wondered what he had done to anger her so fast. Jesus, this lady was frightening. 

The pair fought for a bit, Tony struggling not to get the crap kicked out of him with every move Natasha made. Her actions were intricate, and clearly summed with annoyance and anger. 

His savior arrived though, when the garage door opened, marking the return of Steve and (Y/N). 

The assassin suddenly leaped off of Tony and went straight for the door, a girlish bounce in her step. 

"Wait!" Tony called after her, and Natasha froze only for a minute to gaze back at him. "What?" she snapped softly, wanting to go see (Y/N).

"Why'd you beat the hell out of me?" Tony panted, finally managing to sit up.

"Stud-muffin is (Y/N)'s name for me. Her's only." and with that, she left to go see her beloved.

...

It was dinner time, and the group had gathered with a feast to celebrate Steve and (Y/N)'s success. Thor had even managed to come down from Asgard to celebrate. He would wish he hadn't.

"Pass the cranberry sauce, stud-muffin." the thunder induced god mumbled with his mouth full, and gulped with sudden fear as Natasha glared coldly at him and inferally growled.

Tony paled and nudged Thor. 

"Good luck buddy. See you in heaven."