Natasha Romanoff x Daughter One Shots

𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

Age: 4
Warnings: none
Perspective: Third
Requested
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You were sat on the floor of your room playing with your favorite toys and when you heard you mom, Natasha, call out to you.

You knew that meant it was bath time. You hated baths. You got up and quickly ran into your aunt Wandas room.

"Hide me!" You told her. She just gave you a confused look. The confusion was quickly lost when she heard your mom calling your name.

"Come here" you aunt gestured towards the bed. You climbed on the bed and hid under the blankets.

"Y/n?" Your mom said opening the door to Wandas room. "Hey Wanda, have you seen y/n" your mother asked out of breath from looking for you. "No, I haven't seen her" Wanda said and nodded her head towards the large pile of "blankets". Nat caught on and decided to play along with it. "Well, I wonder where she could be" your mom said playfully.

You let out a little giggle thinking you were winning. Your victory was cut short when your mom pulled off the covers, scooping you up in her arms. "Got Ya!" She exclaimed whilst tickling you. You couldn't help but laugh. "Mama stop!" You giggled.

Once she stopped torturing you, you remembered why you were running in the first place. Oh no. You started thrashing in her arms. "Y/n! Calm down!" Your mother scolded. "No! I don't wanna bath!" Tears now filling your eyes.

Your mom went into the bathroom and set you down. Before you could do anything, she closed the door and locked it. Tears were now streaming down you face. Your mom grabbed something from under the sink and set it on the counter. She undressed you and put you in the bath, still crying.

Your crying stopped when she threw some bath toys into the bath. You looked up at her and she had a smirk. You picked up the rubber duck and started to play with it.

While you were occupied with your toy's you mom took it as an opportunity to actually bathe you. She took some baby shampoo and massaged it into your hair. Nat then filled the cup with water, guiding your head back, and pouring it on your head.

You hadn't even realized how long you had been in the bath. Your mom instructed you to get up, but you just whined in return. "Jesus, I have to fight you to get you to get in and now I have to fight to get you out" she mumbled, and you sent a glare. "Y/n, you need to get out the bath is freezing now! you're going to get a cold!"

"No!" you shouted. "Do not yell at me young lady!" she scolded. You looked up at her with sad eyes. "I'm sorry mama" she gave you a small smile. "It's alright. I just don't want you to get sick." Nat grabbed the towel off the counter and went back to the bath. You stood up and she wrapped the pink flamingo towel around your small body.

Natasha picked you up and brought you into your bedroom. Opening your white drawers, she pulled out a pajama shirt and pants with mickey mouse prints all over them. She helped change you into your clothes and put your hair in a braid matching hers.

You both climbed into the bed and Nat pulled the covers up. "Mama, can you sing to me?" you asked in a tired voice. "of course," she said while stroking your hair. As she sang a lullaby to you, your eyelids started to get heavy. "Go to sleep детка. I'll be here when you wake up" she whispered while kissing the top of your head.

Your eyelids slowly closed, and you drifted off to sleep. Your mom laid next to you; a smile present on her face as she watched you peacefully sleep.  You were her little miracle and all that mattered to Nat was that you were safe. Not long after, Nat fell asleep next to you.
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A/N:
This was my first one-shot. No judgment please 🙏
Xoxo, Aly