Natasha Romanoff x Daughter One Shots

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐏𝐭.𝟐

Age: 15
Warnings: yelling, cursing, drinking, Suicide attempt
Summary: Nat has been ignoring you and you stopped caring
Perspective: First
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Natasha's POV

Lately I have been drowning in work. I just came back from a 2-week mission, so I had a lot of reports to do. Due to all the work, I have had no time to spend with
Y/n.

I entered the common room to see Sam and Bucky on the couch watching a movie. "Hey, have you guys seen Y/n?"

They paused the show, looking up from the tv. "No, she's been in her room all day" Bucky said while Sam shoved popcorn in his face.

"Oh, Ok thanks" I say with slight confusion while making my way upstairs.

I make it to her door and lightly knock on it. "Y/n? Детка? Are you alright?" Gaining no response, I open the door that was thankfully unlocked.

I walked in to see Y/n's bed with a bunch of pillows under the blanket that were supposed to look like she was still in bed. It was obvious that she had snuck out and I was beyond furious with her.

I grabbed my phone and called her. Voicemail. I tried again. Voicemail. Again. Voicemail. I tried texting her and once again no answer. At this point I'm seriously starting to get nervous.

"Friday?" I say, putting my phone down. "Yes Mrs. Romanoff?"

"Can you track Y/n's phone?"

"Right away ma'am" I start to walk back downstairs trying to hide my nervous expression. Most of the team was down here. Clint walked over to me with a concerned look. "Hey all you alright?"

I was about to answer when Friday interrupted. "I have a location on Y/n." The entire team looked towards me and Clint. I looked at Clint and he nodded understandingly.

We all were now on the quinjet on our way to the location Friday gave us on Y/n. Oh is she in for it.

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Y/N POV

"Y/n Romanoff!" I hear my mom's voice come from the crowded room.  Oh shit. I look up to see my mom and the rest of my family angrily searching around the house. 

I look down as I see my mom spotted me and storms over. "What the hell we're you thinking!?" I continue to act as if I can't see her. "Cut the bullshit
Y/n"

I looked up into her eyes with a dirty look. "Natasha" I said, Venom lacing my voice. I looked back away from her.

The party's music had shut off and everyone was staring at the scene in front of them. I was embarrassed and tired, not to mention a little drunk and I just want to go home and ignore everything.

"What has gotten into you!?" She yelled as the rest of the family came up behind her. "Well, you've been way too busy to notice"

NATASHA POV

Have I really been so busy that I didn't notice her? God, I feel like such a terrible mother. This is all my fault. "Y/n, I'm so sorr-" I reach my arms out to embrace her, but she pulls away. "don't." She pushed passed me and walked out of the house. I didn't move. "Y/n!" Tony shouts, walking out after her.