Professor Romanoff

Chapter 45

It was the next day and I was walking around campus happily, on the way to Nat's class. The warm air was glistening against my skin, making me hum in satisfaction. "What a beautiful day" I thought to myself.

As I was nearing the door to the classroom, someone suddenly jumped on my back and screamed "Y/NNNN!!!" I jumped and squealed so hard I thought I was going to piss myself. "Did you miss me," the unknown feminine voice spoke again. I turned my head and glared at the blonde. "WHAT THE FUCK CAROL! Jesus I almost died," I yelled.

She got off my back and stood in front of me. "Jeez no hello or wow I missed you so much Carol my bestie of all time," she exaggerated. I sighed, "I did miss you Carol, but we are not besties after that stunt you just pulled." 

Carol scoffed, "I'm so offended by that. You know I fight bad guys to protect your ass," she teased. "Woo I'm so grateful for you Carol. You're my savior," I smirked. "Damn right I am! Now get your ass to class. I'll text you later," she exclaimed, slapping my butt playfully. I flipped her off, chuckling as I turned into the class.

"Miss Y/L/N so glad you made it," Nat spoke, making me gulp under her intense gaze. "Take your seat," she spoke coldly. Oh shit oh shit oh shit. I haven't seen her this pissed at me since the first day of class.

"Class listen up. I need you to read from pages 40-50 and then you will discuss the reading with a partner. Miss Y/L/N, you're with me," she directed towards the class, making intense eye contact with me towards the end.

I took a few deep breaths, preparing to face the wrath of my girlfriend. Then, I walked up to her desk and she motioned for me to take a seat next to her. I wasn't close enough to her apparently because she dragged me closer to her by the chair leg.

The shear force from the pull made me lose my balance slightly, so Nat placed her hand on my thigh to steady me. I smiled at her lightly, still weary of the bitter mood she seemed to be in. "pochemu ty opzdal?" (why were you late?) She asked. "Carol ispugala Kenya v koridore I nemnogo otvlekla. Mne zhal," (Carol scared me in the hallway and distracted me a bit. I'm sorry) I responded sympathetically.

She sighed "Ya vse yeshche ziyus', no I po drugim prichinam. ya rasskazhu vam ob atom pozzhe. prosto prochitay pozhaluysta," (Im still made, but its for other reasons too. I'll tell you about it later. Just read please). I nodded, not wanting to add anymore stress to her plate.

It was hard to focus while reading. No offense, but it was pretty boring and I was more worried about Nat. Something is making her mad and I just want to be there to comfort her and help. I would let her cuddle into my side if we weren't surrounded by a classroom full of other students.

Since I couldn't comfort her like I knew she needed, I settled for the only thing I could do, hold her hand under the desk. It was hidden anyway and everyone else was too absorbed in their book, so I wasn't too worried.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed a small smile on her face, making me happy. We took up the whole class time to read, since it took most kids a while to comprehend what they were reading. I of course, finished pretty quickly, so the remainder of the time was spent thinking of Nat and rubbing small circles over her hand, occasionally having a little thumb war.

Everyone left the class when it was over, leaving just me and Tasha. I stood up, with our hands still intertwined, and led her to her office. Once inside, I locked the door and sat with her on the couch. She laid her head on my lap and I tangled my hand into her hair, causing her to hum.

"What's on your mind," I spoke softly. "A lot of things darling," she replied, snuggling into my thighs further. "Why don't you start with what has you so worked up. It must have been very recent considering we shared a lovely evening together.

"Yeah it was. I'm pissed because Yelena called me today saying I have to attend this years family game competition. It's fun and all, but it's scheduled the same week the two of us were supposed to go to the Taylor Swift concert. " she sulked. I listened intently, taking in all the information she gave me. "Well what if I come with you instead. I haven't met your parents yet anyway and I would like to," I smirked.

Nat sat up from my lap abruptly. "But I got that gift for you because I knew how much you'd love it! You'd really want to meet my parents instead," she spoke with a little glimmer behind her eyes. "Of course I would Tasha. I love you and I want to meet the people who helped raise you and provided me with the sweetest, most caring person I know. Plus if some of the games happen before the concert, we could dip out early." I said genuinely, sliding my thumb against her jawline.

A toothy grin appeared on her face before she pulled me in for a kiss. "I love that you're so caring baby and so sensible. You're right, we could still go to the concert. I'm sure my parents would be so ecstatic that I brought someone home that they'd let us go," she responded.

"See, it'll all work out. Nothing to stress about my love." She melted into my touch again, nodding against my chest. "Yeah. I've never brought anyone home to meet my parents, but you're the most important thing to me. I know they'll love you."

I smiled, "That's nice to know Tasha. I can't wait to meet them," I responded, kissing her head. "I should warn you though; they are a lot, but you've already met Yelena and she loves you. My parents are worse than her so I have faith." I laughed at her remark, "Well I can't wait to spend a week with you in Ohio," I stated, trying to impersonate a midwestern accent. "Oh god please never do that again," she laughed. "What! I thought it was pretty good," I joked.

"Yelena would have liked your joke," she mumbled. "Hmm really? Maybe I should date her instead. She's pretty hot," I teased. Nat pinched my side hard, "Don't you dare Y/N. You. Are. Mine." she spoke sternly. "Don't worry Tasha. You're my favorite Russian," I laughed. "I better be," she grumbled, laying her head back in my lap. 

Oh Tasha, you really are something else.

A/N

Comin at ya a little later today. 

I've been obsessing over making a Marvel photo wall because I had one at college but I had to take them down and I found some better photos with a lot more sooo like girl about to spend a lot of money lol.