Natasha Romanoff oneshots (for Female Reader)

Someone You Loved

I'm going under and this time
I fear there's no one to save me

The choking feeling surrounds you and consumes every inch of your body, putting a heavy force on it.

This all or nothing really
Got a way of driving me crazy

Images of her flash through your brain and flicker in the space in front of you, spiralling your vision.

I need somebody to heal
Somebody to know
Somebody to have
Somebody to hold

Your arms wrap around the pillow, hugging it close. The images turn to scenes which then turn into memory's, bringing on another wave of pain.

It's easy to say
But it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way
You numbed all the pain

You squeeze her hand tightly, mirroring the wide smile on her face. Light shines from the candles lit on your table at the small restaurant.

"This is perfect Nat. I couldn't have asked for better." She blushes lightly and looks down at the food on the table.

"I'm glad you like it Y/n" She smiles, looking back up at you, and you can't help but let it spread onto your own face.

"I love it"

And now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all

You don't move throughout the entire day. No movies, no Netflix, no book. Just the sky slowly changing from light to dark. Yet it offers you no solitude, for even it brings back memories.

I let my my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to
Being someone you loved

The warm hold of the redhead kept you warm as you gazed up at the stars. Unable to refrain yourself, you shift your attention to her, finding her already staring at you.

Nothing is said as the two of you lean in, meeting in the middle in a crash of emotions.

"I love you Nat"

"I love you too"

I'm going under and this time
I fear there's no one to turn to

It crushes you, knowing that, if she really wanted too, she could have saved it. But she didn't. You had tried so hard, too hard, and she had done nothing- content watching you fall apart.

This all or nothing way of loving
Got me sleeping without you

You press a light kiss to the sleeping Russians forehead and hug her tighter, praying that no nightmares would invade her slumber. She needed to sleep after a week of getting none. The mission had been hard and she missed you, was what she had told you.

You didn't mind. You understood that she needed to rest. But in the morning, when she just brushed of your concerned questions and reassurances, you can't stop the doubt pulling at you stomach.

Now I need somebody to know
Somebody to heal
Somebody to have
Just to know how it feels

You know now that she never fully trusted anyone, you included. But back then, you were too in love to realise, to happy to care.

If only you had realised, if only you had cared.

It's easy to say
But it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way
You helped me escape