Professor Romanoff

Chapter 19

The Next Day

After Nat asked me to move in with her, I just couldn't wait any longer, so we went over to my place and collected all my things to move in to our place. Wow, it sounded great to be calling the apartment our place now. We packaged all my things pretty quickly and before I knew it, we were headed back to unload the car.

I really only brought the essentials I needed, since Nat already had a lot of stuff. We listened music as we unpacked and my favorite song , Love and War by Yellow Claw, came on. I started to serenade her with my singing until I slowly started dancing towards her, pulling her in. She looked down at me, smiling at my antics, and followed my movements by swaying with me. As the song finished, I spinned her around and pulled her back into my body, kissing her hungrily and squeezing her ass, then I walked away. " Such a tease Y/L/N," she said annoyed at me. " Wheres the fun if I just give you everything you wanted?" I questioned back. " Yeah whatever," she responded before getting back to work on the box she was previously on.

We finally finished getting everything organized and I was pretty exhausted. I wanted to cuddle with Nat and I wasn't going to give her the option of saying no, so I walked up to her and picked her up from under the butt, and she wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. " Where are we going bubba," she asked while giggling slightly. " We are going to cuddle and take a nap," I said while jumping under the covers with her still in my arms. She stayed laying on top of me this time, and I rubbed circles on her back, soothing her to sleep and I followed shortly after.

TW

I started having flashbacks of my Dad. I never really talked about him because my mom finally kicked him out of the house before I left for college, but he was extremely abuse towards me and my mom. He would leave bruises in places unnoticeable and would constantly talk down to me, which is why I'm always a blushing mess when Nat compliments me.This flashback was particularly bad. I hadn't had one in a while, so it makes sense why my brain decided to remind me of the most traumatic experience.

My brother and mom were away for the weekend, my mom out for business and Dylan hanging out with friends, so it just left me and my dad at home. I had just gotten back from school and typical of him, he was passed out on the couch with a beer in hand. I never wanted to touch alcohol because of him, but I learned to distinguish the two things and saw that it was my father who was bad. 

He woke up when he heard me close the door. " The fuck you wake me up for huh!" he yelled at me. " Sorry I didn't mean to," I said while trying to quickly make my way upstairs, but before I could head up, he grabbed me by the arm and threw me on the ground. He started punching me senseless, drawing blood, while I screamed for him to stop. He was really crazy this instance and I'm still not sure why he broke his one rule of making bruises unnoticeable. This caused me to jolt up from my sleep in a panic. Nat woke up from my sudden movement and she cupped my face, looking into my eyes, " What's wrong detka?" I couldn't even respond before I just broke down, crying into her chest, as she rubbed my back and whispered soothing words into my ear.

Eventually I stopped crying and I pulled away to look into her emerald eyes. She looked so worried about me, and I couldn't blame her when I never mentioned anything about my past. " I-I'm sorry for doing that, that was embarrassing." She whipped the tears from my cheek and pushed my hair behind my ear, " You don't ever have to apologize for showing emotion in front of me. Do you want to talk about what happened?" I really didn't want to relive it, but I needed to talk about it to her.

I explained every detail about my abusive father to her, while she just listened attentively and rubbed my back. I could tell she was angry that I experienced something like this, but she never once interrupted me, and I was so grateful to have her by my side. The one thing I was really scared to talk to her about though, was my scar. She didn't see it after our first time having sex because we were in the water, but I know she'll see it eventually so might as well tell her about it now. " Tasha.. I have one more thing I need to tell you about my past," I said as I looked down and fiddled with my rings. " Take your time baby," she said to me. I took a deep breath and looked at her, " I have a scar on my collar bone from when my father hit me with a glass bottle," I said while taking off my shirt to reveal my scar. She didn't say anything and she brought her hand up to it, tracing it lightly with her forefinger, causing me to flinch slightly and she pulled away and looked at me. I nodded to her, letting her know it was okay, and she traced the length of it before kissing my scar while she held eye contact with me. " I'm so sorry this happened to you, but it changes nothing about how I feel about you. I think you are just as beautiful and strong," she says kissing me lovingly on the lips. " I have some too," she said also taking off her shirt and turning around to show me her back. I repeated the same process she did to me, and I traced over each scar and kissed each one. " What happened," I asked lightly, not wanting to push her. " I'll tell you another time. The rest of today is about you."

After bringing up all that trauma, Nat held me in her arms and we just watched movies, while she  constantly showed me affection, letting me know she cared.

A/N

Cute little fluff chapter that brought on some past trauma. I'm thinking about maybe having the next chapter be Nat's POV and bringing up the avengers in the next few chapters.

As always, let me know if there's anything specific you want me to bring up in the book!