Romanoff's Mistress

Gone with a snap

~Natasha's POV~

I stretch across only to feel an empty bed. I open my eyes to see Y/n not laying next to me, making last night almost seem like a fantasy "Y/n?" I call out, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes but was greeted by silence. I sit up, looking down the hall to see little specs of dust falling in the rays of sun that was leaking through the windows.

I reach down to the bra on the floor, clipping it back together. As I put my underwear back on I watch
Y/n make her way out of the woods behind. I throw on one of her hoodies that laid on the floor and walked over to the front door where, when I opened the door, I was met with Y/n doing her cool down stretches.

"Good run?" I question, leaning against the door frame
"Yeah, it was alright" she nods "How'd you sleep?" Y/n walks up the steps
"Better than these past few weeks" I smile, only to have Y/n nod, brushing past me.

"Hey" I pull on the collar of her T-shirt, bringing
Y/n's lips onto mine. She sighs and falls into my touch "You know we still have to talk about us. I haven't fully forgiven you yet" Y/n states
"Shhh" I ghost my lips over hers "Don't ruin the moment" I reignite the kiss to which, once again she falls back into.

Just like most good things that happen between us, the moment gets interrupted by my phone ringing. Y/n pulls away, handing me the device "Hello?" I answer, watching Y/n work around the kitchen
"We need you back" Steve replies
"I'm a little busy" I mention
"Bring Y/n with you. We need as much of an army as we can get" he states
"Why? What's happening?" I question
"We'll explain it all, just get to Wakanda. That's where we're heading" Steve instructs
"Okay. We'll be there as soon as we can" I end the call and look at Y/n who grew confused.

"Need me to drop you off?" She offers
"No. You're coming with me" I inform her
"Um... pardon?" Y/n shakes her head
"I haven't been given all the details but you're needed. So get suited and I'll bring the jet round" I walk into the bedroom, putting my jeans back on so I can leave.

"I'm still a fugitive" Y/n reminds me
"I know but this is serious. Have you ever been to Wakanda?" I question
"Once" she laughed to herself "I'm not very... welcomed there"
"Why?" I ask, making my way towards the front door
"Kinda killed one of their own. Barely made it out alive" Y/n informs me
"Just get suited and we'll deal with that later"

I bring the jet around and open the bay doors, waiting for Y/n to make her way on board "That's your suit?" I question her jeans and jacket
"I'm not part of the spandex group. I don't have a suit" Y/n reminds me.

"What did you wear when on jobs?" I inquire
"Whatever the mission required. If I was to be a doctor I'd wear the uniform or a sex worker I'd wear a set. They didn't care , they just wanted the job to be seen through" Y/n shrugs
"Do you at least have a bullet proof rest on?" I question
"Nope" She shakes her head.

"Baby, You've-" Y/n cuts me off
"Don't 'Baby' me. Just because we slept together last night doesn't mean we're back together. We let our emotions get the better of us. Natasha, I gave you all of me yet you didn't give me the same attention back" she sighs "The last time I loved someone they nearly killed me but when I love again, they want someone else. Do you know how that feels?"

"Okay, I'm sorry. After this mission, you and I will go for drinks to talk us out because I would like to try with you again" I suggest
"You're paying" Y/n states
"Deal. 8pm, tomorrow night at Danny's dive bar"
"I will see you then but I'm still on the run, Romanoff" she reminds me
"Oh trust me if Ross ruins our date, I will personally see to his death myself" I warn her.

I land the jet on Wakandan soil, greeted by T'Challa and Steve "Y/n, pleasure to see you again" the kind greets her
"Yeah, about that... sorry for before" she apologises
"I have been told about your history" he states
"Yay, nothing's staying a secret anymore" Y/n sighs.