Number Neighbors- Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Chapter 3

                   Nat🔪

Y/n🍦:

You're mean

Nat🔪:

Just so you know I'm laughing so hard right now

Y/n🍦:

I don't tolerate liars in the sacred house of Y/n

Nat🔪:

I didn't know you were a religious figure

Y/n🍦:

well when you look as hot as I do...

People can't help but worship you

Nat🔪:

Understandable

I'm sure you look great

Although your cheeks were already red from alcohol consumption, you were sure that if you had any friends they would point out the noticeable blush on your face

Y/n🍦:

Thanks ;)

I'm sure you look great too

Nat🔪:

Yep

People are falling over themselves as I sit in my Pajama pants and Tank top

Nat looked up at the sound of someone entering the living room. Clint, surprised that someone else was in the room, tripped over his own feet and fell straight onto the floor, Nat chuckled to herself while Clint just groaned. Huh, guess she was right.

"What are you doing awake Nat?" Clint stood and rubbed the back of his neck, stretching his now-aching muscles

"I could ask you the same thing" Nat shot back

"I'm just getting a snack," He explained, opening the fridge and taking out some leftover pasta that Wanda had made, Nat lifted her brow in a silent question but Clint just shrugged and grabbed a fork

"Whatever, fine, don't tell me I didn't even want to know" He mumbled as he walked back to the elevator to go to his room

Nat decided her room would probably be a more appropriate space for privacy and left the living room for the solace of her bed

She knew she could look you up and find out who you were in seconds but it was nice to finally talk to someone new who wasn't a target for a mission. And you were actually pretty fun to talk to. Maybe she'd just take a peek in the morning. For now, she was reveling in the moment.

                     Y/n🍦:

Y/n🍦:

What kind of pajama pants?

Was the question Y/n had sent, along with a picture of her own pants, which had rainbows all over them. She laughed to herself, haha gay.

She needed to drink less next time.

Nat🔪:

Wow.

Nothing as interesting as those

Nat debated sending a picture of her plain gray pajama pants and after what felt like ten minutes of internal struggle, finally snapped a quick photo and sent it

Y/n🍦:

Booooo! Gray

You know a person's pajama pants say

A lot about their personality

Nat🔪:

I'm offended

Y/n🍦:

Good, you should be.

I'm offended too

Offended that you'd even consider buying pants so boring

Nat🔪:

What's wrong with gray?

It's a great neutral color

Y/n🍦:

Is that what you want your personality to be Nat

Gray?

Nat🔪:

Well what would you suggest I wear then

Miss Rainbow pants?

Y/n🍦:

Rainclouds

Since you're so grumpy all the time

Nat🔪:

You're really pushing your luck

Might just have to delete your number now

Y/n🍦:

No!

I thought we were friends

Nat🔪:

Strangers

Y/n🍦:

Strange friends.

Nat🔪:

Don't you have a job or something?

How come you're always up so late?

You should sleep

Y/n🍦:

Don't You have a job??

Maybe you should go to sleep

Nat🔪:

I'm trying but this crazy stranger keeps

Texting me all night and keeping me awake

Y/n🍦:

They sound like a great person

You two should definitely meet

Nat🔪:

Goodnight Y/n.

Y/n🍦:

:( fine

Good night Nat, good luck sleeping in your Gray bed

Nat scrolled up and checked the picture that she sent, confirming that her bedspread was in fact, not in the photo

Nat🔪:

How'd you know it was gray?

Y/n🍦:

like I said-

A person's pajama pants say a lot about them

Nat just shook her head as she shut off her phone, a smile on her face, You really were something. The more she talked to you the harder she found it to stop texting you.