Natasha Romanoff - Fluff One Shots - Chapter 24: Chapter 24

Natasha's POV
"What're you staring at?"
What a miserable evening. I sat slumped in the corner of the couch next to Maria, Clint sat where my feet were propped up and Steve was somewhere on the other end. We were supposed to be watching this movie but it was the dullest thing I might have ever seen. Maria knows of my love for movies and recommended this one for her and I to watch. Clint and Steve tagged along as soon as we sat down, but I wasn't interested. At all.
Every now and again my focuses would linger on something I was much more curious about. Something that I feel like I would just sit and watch all day if I could; but that would be kind of creepy I suppose.
To the right, and just behind where we were sitting, a fair few feet away sat under the dim dining table lights was Y/N and her cat, Toby. She sat quietly mumbling to her cat, though I wasn't exactly in hearing distance so who knows what she's saying.
That girl has always piqued my interest since the day she arrived. She's the prettiest, most loveable soul I may have ever met. She came here with her cat and I always see her talking to him and he'll give a 'meow' back. It's cute.
She's hilarious and so friendly. Everyone here loves her but I'm not sure of how aware of it she is yet. But I cant seem to get past how truly pretty she is. She's one of those people you're just captivated by. You cant put it into words but the feeling is just so overwhelming. I feel like I almost find myself looking for her in every room I go in. Part of me wishes I had the guts to approach her more often and have a conversation longer than 5 minutes.
"Hello? What are you looking at?" Maria repeats, waving her hand in front of my face.
"Oh, nothing, sorry." I apologise turning my focuses away from Y/N writing or drawing maybe, and back to the movie.
"It's getting to the funny part, watch."
There definitely was not a funny part.
I'd much rather be over there, with her, doing whatever she's doing...
... The Next Day ...
I had just got back from the store when I went to go drop some of the bags off in my room. After leaving them by my bed, and disposing of my jacket, I went to head back down to the main area, when I passed the library.
The door was open around half way and I stopped when I heard someone talking. I walked backward, staring inside. On one of the sofas I saw Y/N laid with Toby on her shoulder, facing away from the door. She had her leg propped up with a notepad resting against it as she spoke to herself. Actually, I think she's talking to the cat? That's so adorable.
What is she saying? I stepped closer quietly, leaning against the doorframe.
"Okay so we're going for flowers but what about the letter. What do I even say?" She went on rambling. "Do I say like 'I like you' or is that too much, or maybe something like 'I'd like to get to know you better'... no no no that's dumb. Or how about a simple 'you're pretty'... no that's not it. Maybe ask her on a date? No that's too quick. Or what about a poem, could poetry work? Argh but I can't write poetry. A song? What about a song? Hmm, I can write songs either. Why is it so hard Toby?"
Oh my goodness!! She's doing all of that for someone on Valentine's Day. And here's me thinking she couldn't get any sweeter. That's the cutest thing I've ever seen. SHE'S the cutest thing I've ever seen.
As she rambles on I can't help but feel a little jealousy grow though. Whoever this is for is a lucky person. I sort of wished it wasn't for anyone else... but me. I just hope whoever it's for appreciates it. I'd kill for her attention. Hell, I'd kill for flowers and a card from her. Actually I'd just kill for her in general. As bad as it sounds I hope this person isn't the one for her. I want to be the one for her. I want her. No. Natasha that's selfish. As long as she's happy.
I sighed, having bummed myself out a little over that thought and carried on walking.
... Valentines Day ...
I sit in the living room surrounded by all but one person. The only person I really wish I was spending my day with, you know, if I wasn't a coward. She's probably out making someone else's day brighter right now.
Everyone exchanges their random gifts, couples and friends, from jokey cards to small gifts, even the odd bit of jewellery. Just when we all thought it was over Maria hops up and stands in front of everyone.
"Can I have everyone's attention please!" she says over everyone else's chatter.
"I have one very special person who I have a very special gift for... Natasha come up here."
What. No no no no. No this is not what I want at all. And Maria?! I'm mean yeah, she's great. A great friend. But all of this? And in front of everyone? She knows I hate attention. Like really hate it. God I hate this.
That being said, I don't want to seem rude, I give a fake smile and walk cautiously to stand beside her.
"Now Nat, you and I know a lot about each other. We've spent a lot of time together over the years and I would like to spend a lot more time with you from here on. What do you say?" She grins as she pulls out this huge teddy bear.
"Thank you, Maria, this is so sweet of you." I avoid her question. I give a fake smile trying my hardest not to seem ungrateful.
"What can I say, you're the hottest girl I know." She says smugly. Ew. Hot? Is she serious. That's such a gross, man way of saying things.
"Well, do you maybe wanna be my girlfriend?" Everyone is staring at me at this point and I don't think things could get any worse.
"Umm... could you just excuse me a second." I say, speed walking out of the room as quick as I can. God! Why am I embarrassed? All those eyes on me. It gives me the shivers just thinking about it.
I pace up to my room and lock the door. I slump down onto my bed and just lay there.
It was much later in the day. The whole day had practically gone by already. I just couldn't bare to talk to anyone all day. Especially not her. This is not how I wanted this day to go.
But then it dawned on me. Y/N would probably be home by now. Maybe I could speak to her.
Ask how today went. Maybe it'd at least give me piece of mind knowing she had a good day.
I pulled myself together a little, neatening myself up before unlocking the door and checking the hallways were clear before exiting. I crept down to Y/N's door and knocked softly.
Reader POV
Sat at my desk, under the glow of the soft lamp, Toby sat comfortably just underneath it. I added some of the finishing touches to my drawing of him. She flowers and letter laid on the floor beside my bed. They had been there since this morning when I came back up here. Part of me thought about just throwing them away but that was a job for tomorrow.
I was pulled out of my thoughts my a soft knock on the door.
"Come in." I said quietly.
The last person I expected to be here strolled right in. After feeling like I'd spent the majority of the day grieving over the fact that she now belonged to someone else, just seeing her walk into my room, looking as good as always, felt like a little to much and my breath caught in my throat.
"Hey you." She said dragging me up off the chair to stand up and face her.
"Oh, heeyy." I said laughing awkwardly, sort of surprised by the movement.
"Come sit, I need to talk to you." She takes a seat on the bed and pats the spot next to her.
"Sure. Umm, what do you wanna talk about?" I ask genuinely curious where this is going.
"Sooo... I hope you don't mind but I heard you in the library the other day."
Oh Shit.
"Don't be mad, I didn't hear much, buuuttt... I heard you say you were gonna buy some flowers and write a letter..."
Oh no.
"...soooo. How did it go today? Did the lucky person like their gift? What did they say?" She says looking at me smiling.
I gulp and look down before looking back at her.
"I, uhhh, I didn't give them to her."
"What, why not?"
"I, just-"
"Nuh uh, tell me who she is, I'm gonna go with you to deliver them right now." She says standing up looking around the room.
"Ah, is this the stuff?" She says as she spots the flowers and envelope on the floor.
"Wait! Natasha, no-" I jump up reaching for her.
She picks the stuff up and looks at the envelope. The envelope with 'Natasha' written neat and clear on the front. Ohh shit. What the hell does she think? She's just gonna laugh at me. She has Maria now too.
"Is... is this for me?"
I stay quiet trying to block out any and all feeling right now. She steps closer, a more serious look on her face. She tosses the flowers on the bed, letter still in hand.
"Y/N..." she lifts my chin to look at her. "...are these for me?"
I nod slowly, tears brimming ever so slightly.
Her arms drop and her shoulders relax. I don't even have time to think before her lips slam against mine and her arms wrap around my neck. The kiss is hungry and mainly all Natasha since I was too stunned to even move.
"What? But I thought... what about Maria?" I said dumbfounded as she pulled away.
"Maria, are you serious?" She giggled. "Did you see what she did to me out there this morning? I've felt humiliated all day." She laughed, hugging me tighter.
"And she has the worst taste in movies too." she added.
I laughed along with her. I couldn't even believe it. She likes me. She likes me. She likes me. This is the greatest day of my life. By FAR.
"I cant believe you like me." I almost cry, dumbfounded.
"Are you kidding, I cant believe this was for me." She gestures to the flowers. "You're the cutest thing ever you know that?" I couldn't help but blush and look away at her comment. She gently kissed my cheek, still with a firm grip around me.
"Meow" we hear in the background.
We both turn to look at Toby, sat looking at us both on my desk.
'I know right!' I mouth to him excitedly.
"Hey Toby." Natasha smiles at him.
"So where do we go from here?" I ask genuinely, looking back at her.
"I don't know, you tell me." She shrugs.
"...Do you, uhh, want me to draw you?"