Since you asked so nicely,
Here's your long chapter that will probably never happen again... enjoy lol
(6k words)
Also I struggle with grammar and tenses and stuff so please ignore those mistakes it's harder to notice or fix in longer chapters. Thank you ❤️
TW: angst, trauma, minor flashbacks and violence.
(Happy ending)
"Natasha sweetheart, why don't you go see what's on television?" Wanda asked, pulling out ingredients from the fridge for dinner. "No wan' to." The girl pouted.
Her crayons and drawings were spread haphazardly across the kitchen table. She didn't feel like watching tv, or drawing, she didn't feel like doing anything. Lately Wanda has tried to spend as much time as possible with the redhead especially now that she and y/n have started "properly" dating.
She has been trying to explore more of Natasha's little side and bond with her better. Of course they had already built a good relationship but Wanda was more like an aunt figure rather than someone who was dating your caregiver, they went from maybe seeing each other an hour a day to at least 4 hours a day. But Natasha did not take this change well, she didn't know how to act around Wanda anymore.
There was no direct pressure from wanda to call her Mommy or to think of her in any way close to the way she loved y/n but Natasha still felt this anyway. She couldn't help but think Wanda would see her differently or maybe even y/n would. It didn't help that y/n wasn't here at that moment. They were supposed to be back that afternoon but they called and said the work was taking longer than usual.
Natasha was not happy about this fact.
She knew she was pushing it, she knew that Wanda was becoming slightly annoyed with her, even though she's pretty sure she wouldn't ever say that, especially when Natasha is little. She maybe should have waited until y/n could finish their work, before letting herself be little, or at least wait until Wanda was ready to give her the attention she needed. But with all of the confusion and missing y/n, nat couldn't help but go into her headspace.
It was also a weird revelation to her that sometimes she actually needs to be little. She's noticed that after a hard day it relaxes her to colour or to curl up in y/n's arms as they whisper comforting words to her, or laying in their arms drinking a bottle; Natasha hadn't ever truly realised just how much life can stress her out. Before she would just ignore it or bottle it up, it was nice to have found a way to relieve it.
Who knows maybe y/n could've checked that nat was feeling stable enough before they chose to go to work but Wanda agreed to look after her, claiming she needed to get to know her more anyway. Plus Wanda was a trustworthy person and they always got along. Why would y/n have reason to think something would go wrong? Wanda is their girlfriend, and y/n's pretty sure she will do anything for them or Natasha.
But at this point, it might have been better to just wait.
It's not that she doesn't like sitting with Wanda, she loves watching her cook. There was just something about it now that made it seem less normal. Even though the regular routine was in place everything felt... disorganised. Usually Nat had certain expectations for the day or for how she was to behave but today all those thoughts were foggy.
She knows that on the weekends Wanda will sometimes have work to do, and she's oddly content with just curling up on the couch at her side and watching a movie. She doesn't mind it because she knows Wanda would drop it all in a heartbeat if she thought Nat really needed her.
Wanda would sometimes stop doing whatever report she was writing and scrunch her nose at Nat to make her smile, or give her a warm smile, she'd take the time out of her day just to make Nat happy.
Not to mention when Wanda and y/n first started dating and nat had a nightmare Wanda would go sleep somewhere else so nat could have y/n's comfort without being embarrassed by Wanda seeing her in that state.
Or all the times Wanda would just listen to Nat talk for hours about anything and everything.
How Wanda would use her magic to build a little force field around her and nat when nat was scared about something so she knew nothing could get to her.
She could come to Wanda about anything and she would always help her. What made this time so hard?
Natasha was doing good the past few days but today... she felt out of sorts. Anxious, and probably more than a little bit bored, even though there were plenty of toys for her to play with and paper to draw on she just didn't feel like it. She was restless, legs dangling past the chair as she swung them back and forth.
She's not having flashbacks or any negative emotions towards her past at that moment, she's not thirsty she was not feeling anything that Wanda had a quick solution to. She's tired, though. Last night when she was big she spent the whole night sitting up in bed, she had tried to sleep. But she couldn't and there was no way she was asking y/n or Wanda for help when she wasn't little and nothing obvious was bothering her.
So Nat just sat at the table, eyes feeling dry to the point they stung, and muscles achy, and she couldn't stop yawning.
"Why don't you take Ted and go lie down on the couch?"
"I no wan' to!" She huffed again, folding her arms across her chest.
"Alright then, what would you like to do, sweetheart?"
There was a slight edge to Wanda's voice, her accent seeping through slightly. Natasha didn't like it, not one bit. Because she knows she's making Wanda angry. But she can't help it. She's tired, and she doesn't know what to do with her arms and legs because she feels like even though she's tired and aching, she has energy building up and it made her conflicted into falling asleep or taking several laps around the room. It was frustrating, feeling so out of control of her own self.
Wanda gives her a look showing she wants an answer to her question but Nat just shrugs.
"Nat, sweetheart, I have to finish making dinner, it should only take me a few more minutes then we can do whatever you want. Until then I need you to find something to do quietly, can you do that for me?"
She shrugs again. "Okay wands." She rubs her eyes and yawns again. She wanted to make Wanda happy and find something to occupy herself with until bedtime but she didn't really feel like anything, except detached and distant.
"Okay. Just let me finish this and you can have my full attention. I downloaded some cartoons for you, and I rented some movies. Why don't you go see if there's something you want to watch?"
She reluctantly pulls herself away from her seat at the kitchen table holding Mr Ted tight to her chest, her feet dragging as she makes her way to the living room and flops onto the couch with a sigh. Why did wanda have to be busy making dinner? Nat had barely noticed she was hungry, at this point she would much rather have a hug than a bowl of whatever wanda was making.
She picks up the remote and switches the tv on, greeted with a list of shows Wanda had spent time saving over the last week or two. She's not sure if it's because she loves watching those shows or if it's because Wanda took time out of her day to think about what she would have wanted, but it makes Nat feel a little warm inside... and guilty.
Wanda was putting in all of this effort to make Nat happy and all she ever asked for was for Nat to be honest about her feelings and let Wanda know if she needed help. She was being selfish, Wanda didn't have to accept Nat being part of y/n's life she didn't have to be nice but she was. That was all she ever was, why couldn't Nat do the same.
Nat tightened her grip on the remote in frustration, her thumb soon meeting the volume button. She turned it up higher and higher, hoping that the loud noises of the tv would drown out the negative thoughts that had started to overwhelm her.
"Natasha, that is far too loud. I can hear it in the kitchen, you're going to hurt yourself. Turn it down, now please." She turned at the sudden voice to see Wanda stood in the doorway. She didn't look angry exactly but Nat knew she was pushing it in fact she was more than pushing it.
Natasha contemplates it for a moment, Wanda is right, the volume is way too loud and it does hurt her head, a lot. But she's tired and Wanda is making food instead of being with her. The tv also did help her ignore her feelings for a minute, though at more of a cost than just admitting she needed a hug or some Wanda Nat time. She wanted Wanda to stop thinking about whatever she was doing, and to concentrate on her and help calm whatever it is that seems to be going on inside of her head.
Nat just shakes her head twice ignoring Wanda's command. Clearly she wasn't going to get attention by being good so what was the point being good if doing something bad brought her even a little comfort? She was taught to ignore people's feelings, including her own, so why would she care if Wanda was upset with her?
If she got upset over something as small as the tv volume what was she going to do when Nat had a bigger problem? If she knew how far she could push Wanda's limits before she gave up on her, she could prepare herself for the day Wanda inevitably leaves her or doesn't care about her anymore.
She doesn't expect it when Wanda storms over and snatches the remote out of her hand, reducing the volume back down to a more appropriate, less migraine inducing level.
She stands in front of the little, blocking her view of the television, and the little scowls. "I don't know what's gotten into you or what game you are trying to play," The sokovian says, "But I am not in the mood for it Nat, if you keep this up, you're going to find yourself in big trouble."
Wanda goes back to the kitchen, leaving Natasha sitting alone with wide eyes, unaware of the anxiety she had just caused the little girl. All she can bring herself to focus on are the words.
"Big trouble."
'Oh no, Wanda's really mad at me.' Nat thought. 'She's going to hate me. I'm not doing it on purpose. I just don't know what else I am supposed to do.' She tried so hard to be strong and look after herself by fixing her own problems, but now she's been bad and Wanda is really angry at her.
She couldn't help but think back to a time where those words began to hold so much weight.
"You've been a bad soldier, Natalia and once the leaders hear about what you have done, you are in big trouble."
She clenches her eyes shut, trying to block out the images but she can't quite find the strength to block out the sounds. Endless strikes against her skin as she begs for them to stop.
'Don't cry. Don't you dare cry.' She tells herself over and over searching for a solution. When she sees the remote on the table she can't help but pick it up. Anything to silence the thoughts, she presses the volume button, up, up, up.
'I am so tired.'
'You are not tired.. Being tired is for the weak. You do not have time to be weak; you have to be strong or you are nothing. Pain only makes you stronger.'
"Alright, that is it!" The remote is torn from her hands once again and the television soon turns black.
Natasha doesn't even think to look at Wanda or even apologise for her behaviour. She has no words. All she can think of is the inevitable pain she was about to face. She silently stood up holding Ted in her arms, backing away and shaking her head until she hit the wall in an empty corner. She slides down it, her knees pulled up to her chest. She presses her face into her bear; maybe if she closes her eyes hard enough it won't happen.
She can't see the look of horror that flashes over Wanda's face as she studies Nat's shaking body. She knew she had messed up and she was willing to do anything to fix it.
"Hey, Natasha, sweetheart, hey it's okay."
A soft hand is under her chin; she finds her face being pulled up, and it's only when Nat stares at the blurry figure of the sokovian in front of her that Nataha realised she was crying. "Pwease don't hit me," she whimpered suddenly. "I be good now i pwomise jus' pwease don't hit me."
Wanda was taken aback, unable to find the correct words to comfort the distraught little. "Can I hold you sweetheart?" Natasha trusted that voice, maybe it was stupid of her but she did it anyway. She allowed herself to be lifted into the warm, familiar embrace of the sokovian's arms. Wanda carried Nat into the kitchen, not that she was able to pay much attention, nor have the ability to care.
She was gasping for air a little, the inconsolable sobs choking her and wearing out her voice, her throat burning with each beg. She feels the woman's grip loosen slightly, only for a second before it returns to a comforting hold; it was only then she felt Wanda's hand on her back. It moved in soft circles, as comforting words, barely above a whisper filled her ears.
When Wanda spoke, it confused the Russian because she didn't sound angry; she sounded like she might start crying too.
"Natasha, can you take a breath for me detka?" Nat fought with herself to take a shaky breath before releasing it. "That's it baby, in and out. Good job sweetheart."
"I d-don't want you be mad, no wan' owie," Natasha admits. "I be good pwomise. Pwease no big twouble" She gripped onto the back of Wanda's tshirt not wanting to be pulled away from her just yet.
Wanda didn't seem to mind in fact she lifted Nat off of the counter and just held her. Nat wrapped her legs around Wanda's waist clinging to her whilst getting as close as possible.
"I'm not going to hurt you, I would never hurt you Nat and I will never let the bad people hurt you again." she says, once again rubbing circles on Natasha's back. "That wasn't the best way to handle this was it?"
Natasha shook her head miserably. She knows Wanda didn't mean to. She didn't mean to. Neither of them ever really meant to take it that far or upset each other like they did. Nat wrapped her other arm around Wanda's neck. "I'm sorry, I didn't realise it would upset you this much or I never would have said anything like that. But I'm not going to hit you, sweetheart. I promise."
"It bad. They really hurt me" she whimpers, closing her eyes against the attack of pain filled memories. "They no stop, I say pwease but they no stop." Wanda's heart broke all she could do was hold the girl and listen to her cries. "I try to be good and stron' I really do. I want to be best soldier but it too hard."
Wanda swayed the little back and forth. "You don't have to be the best soldier anymore, detka and being strong isn't the same as hiding your emotions or holding back tears. You are strong Nat. In fact you are the strongest person I know, I couldn't do half of the things you do. You are strong Natasha, you are so strong. You are so amazing, We all love you so much." Wanda could feel her voice shake at the last part as she tried not to cry.
"But I bad. I make Wands angry. I bad 'irl."
"No," Wanda said firmly, as her arms tightened around the russian "You are not a bad girl, you did something bad but that doesn't make you any less good sweetheart. And I'm not angry, I could never be angry at you, I may get a bit frustrated, but never angry. No matter how frustrated I get I would never hurt you like those awful people and I'm sorry I made you think that. You didn't deserve that Natasha. You don't deserve that and I'm so sorry no one protected you like they should've."
"Tanks you Wands," she whispered before laying her head back down into Wanda's neck. The sokovian brought her hand up to stroke the back of Nat's head. "You're not a soldier anymore, Nat," Wanda said softly.
"You're not a Widow or a soldier anymore, and you're not bad, you are a good little baby. You don't have to be the best fighter or even the best widow because I've got you and I'm never letting you go, you will never have to be one of them again."
"They say I bad. They say they come back an hurt baby"
"Well they're wrong, and I would like to see them try to hurt you baby. Because you have a whole family of people who will protect you, they would never stand a chance. You are safe here baby. And you're not bad and I will tell you that a million times over until you believe me. It's okay to make mistakes Natasha, you're human you can't be perfect all of the time and that's okay. It's okay."
"Oh." She's not sure she understands this new concept, it goes against everything she's ever known. But Nat knows that Wanda isn't mad at her and that thought fills her with relief. She is not in "big" trouble after all and maybe wanda won't leave and just maybe she can start opening up to her more.
"But when you do something bad you have to admit what you did and apologise, so that means that you have to tell me why you were being naughty," Wanda says, and Nat gives her a pleading look. "It's okay, if you are honest with me you wont get in trouble for telling me, you can tell me then maybe I can help you and we can stop this happening again." Nat sighed. "S'eepy," she mumbles. "An you busy but I wan you."
"But what did I tell you when I asked you to go play or find something to do?" Wanda placed Nat back on the floor knowing this needed to be a more serious conversation, she needed to see Nat's reaction to make sure she understood. "Be done soon an we do wanda nat time after." Nat admitted with a pout.
"Mhm that's right if you just waited that little bit longer we could've been playing or cuddling by now. But I've had to turn off the oven so making dinner is going to take even longer" Nat rolled her eyes frustrated with herself, giving an aggressive stomp in the process which made Wanda smile in amusement. "So maybe you should listen to me next time instead of getting all impatient and being cheeky. That's not how we get our way is it?" Nat shook her head making Wanda smile, maybe she was getting through to her. Wanda noticed how many times Nat yawned or rubbed her eye during their conversation.
"I'm guessing this means you didn't have good sleepies last night. You should've told me." Nat shrugged. "Nat don't do that, getting enough sleep is important, especially for little babies like you." Nat shook her head. She had been without sleep plenty of times and been fine, admittedly it was when she was big but still. She wasn't going to bother Wanda more just because she couldn't sleep.
"Yes," Wanda corrected. "Yes, it is important, because if you don't get enough sleep it makes you cranky and upset like you are now. It's my job to look after you too and if you're ever tired or you don't feel good, you need to tell me, do you understand? I can't help take care of you baby if I don't know what's wrong."
"I wan hug but you was busy." Nat admitted avoiding eye contact but Wanda nodded, "thank you for telling me. You know I could've given you a hug, I can take a quick break to hug you in between cooking but you need to tell me that. I can't give you all of my attention all of the time but if you know you need a hug and you tell me I am more than happy to give you hugs when you need them. I just can't always cuddle when you need it okay. But I promise if you tell me you need to cuddle I will make time at some point that day for cuddles. It might not be straight away but you can always have cuddles at some point." Nat nodded, Wanda pulled her in for a tight but quick hug.
Wanda then pulled away and took her hand. "I'm not going to hurt you, honey. I would never do that to you okay? I promise. But you still need to learn that you can't just act out when you don't feel well or when you want to get your own way okay?" Nat nodded.
Wanda led her over to the wall. "I want you to stay here until I tell you to get out. Are you okay with this?" Wanda didn't want to push Nat too far, again all she got was a nod.
"Nat can you use your words please, are you okay?" She knew it was easier for Nat to lie with just a nod; she wanted to make sure she wasn't putting Nat under any more stress. "I otay." Nat said in a small voice. She appreciated Wanda checking on her even if she was upset with her because it made her feel safe. She knew Wanda wanted the best for her and didn't want to hurt her like the bad people from her past, she was safe here.
"Alright I think 5 minutes is enough, face the wall and I will let you out when five minutes is up." Nat faced the corner allowing tears to fall off her face. She felt relieved that once the 5 minutes was up this would all be over. In the red room the more mistakes you made the bigger the target you had on your back, even for one tiny mistake they would watch you closely for days waiting for something else to happen so they could get you in more trouble, but she didn't need to worry about that here.
She knew Wanda would forgive her all she had to do was stand there and think, she'd trained for so many hours without breaks yet standing for less than two minutes was making her legs ache. Wanda must have noticed because she asked Jarvis to pause the timer.
"Natasha, look at me, do you need to sit down?" Nat was about to say no but Wanda stopped her. "Before you say something, think about why you were given the timeout in the first place, lying and not asking for help. This punishment isn't supposed to hurt you Nat, so I will ask you again. I can see your legs shaking, do you need to sit down?" Nat nodded, making Wanda smile. "Okay you can sit." Nat felt like she was letting Wanda down by not taking her punishment properly but Wanda could see how tired she was. Nat slowly lowered herself to the floor hugging her knees.
"Three more minutes, sweetheart good girl." Those words ring in Nat's ears. Wanda thought she was good.
Three minutes is longer than it sounds, especially when she was just sitting there, doing nothing but crying nonstop. It hurt Wanda to hear her cry like that but she knew Nat needed to learn. Nat knew she needed it to, she liked having rules and being told what she can and can't do. She was used to it, although something about Wanda and y/n setting boundaries to keep Nat safe and happy as opposed to make her function better for their gain made it even more important to her to follow them.
She could hear Wanda quickly walk down the corridor to the elevator before hearing her come back out and head back over to her. Natasha's breathing became increasingly slower, but some tears still trickled down her cheeks, because she was being punished, after all. But she knew she had paid for what she did and Wanda would forgive her and she could go back to being a little baby. Her mind had calmed drastically and if she wasn't so exhausted, she would've been a lot happier.
"Time's up!" Wanda says cheerfully helping Nat up off of the floor again, she actually sounded as relieved as Natasha. Wanda turned the little around before brushing the hairs out of her face and wiping her eyes. Before Nat could say anything she found herself being pulled into a strong, warm hug.
"I'm sorry," she says, and Wanda squeezes her. "I'm sorry too. But it's over now and I'm so proud of you. You were a very brave girl and you took your punishment without fussing." Wanda offered the girl a huge smile. "Really?" She couldn't imagine Wanda being proud of her for taking a punishment.
"Yep" Wanda picked up the Russian and carried her over to the couch. "Now, I'm going to finish making dinner, and you're going to take a nap, little girl." Nat was about to protest when Wanda gave her a look.
"I no s'eepy" She was interrupted by another yawn, and Natasha huffed at herself adding in an angry stomp which seemed to be one of nat's favourite things to do when she was annoyed.
"Go to sleep, detka" Wanda picks up the little once again this time laying her down against the pillows and kissing her forehead. "Go to sleep Ted." Wanda stated, kissing the bear and tucking him back under Nat's arm. "You comfy?" Wanda asks softly Nat couldn't help but sigh happily giving her a nod. "Good, sweet dreams." Wanda whispered, draping the blanket over both of them.
"Where you go?" Nat asked as Wanda started to walk away, she was a little distressed despite the fact that she was a second away from sleep and she knew wanda wouldn't just leave her. "I'm only going to the kitchen sweetheart," Wanda said "I'm going to finish dinner, it won't take long, and I'll be here when you wake up."
"Otay." Natasha pulled Ted up to her nose and allowed her eyes to close. "Wan?" the sokovian turned back around, "can i go s'eepies wit my paci p'ease?" the redhead mumbled, making the sokovian nod.
"Of course baby, here." Wanda placed the paci to her lips and Nat smiled, happily taking it. "Tanks," the redhead mumbled, not even bothering to open her eyes as she allowed herself to fall asleep. "You are welcome detka."
Natasha shuffles a little, hiding herself deeper into the blanket and the pillow. It was a strange day, but the anxiety soon faded away into the air, her mind soon relaxing. She was naughty, and she was punished, but Wanda still cared about her, she had been forgiven. She hadn't been abandoned or mistreated but instead she was loved. The sokovian was still there, humming as she made dinner for the three of them and she had every intention of always being there.
'Maybe being punished isn't so bad', Natasha thought. It's wasn't nice, but it was better than feeling guilty, it made it feel like the problem was resolved. She had paid for what she had done and found a way to make it better, she didn't have to feel that weight anymore or that sense of disappointment in herself.
She's not a soldier anymore, Wanda has already told her that. Even when she's big, she doesn't have to worry about being the best or the strongest. Especially not with y/n and Wanda. Natasha knows she will most likely mess up again but she isn't planning on it any time soon. Even if she does make a mistake she knows Wanda and y/n will still love her and be there for her. She would take a 100 timeouts in exchange for the love and safeness she feels when they protect and care for her. She's safe. Big or little, with them, she's safe.
After around twenty minutes Wanda had finished making dinner so decided to clean up the table full of Nat's mess. She actually enjoyed doing it just the thought that she could provide an environment where Natasha Romanov felt safe enough to colour and leave a mess behind made her smile. She knew months ago Natasha would've been extremely observant over what clues she left behind to her being an age regressor it was nice for her to be so open about it now compared to that. And Wanda was even more happy to be a part of it.
After finishing cleaning up the table and the kitchen Wanda woke Nat up from her nap so she could have some food. "Hey Natasha, can you wake up please detka?" Nat gave a sleepy nod as he pushed herself up. "Hey sleepy head. Did you have a good nap?" Nat nodded reaching out for Wanda. "Let's go get you some food." Wanda carried the little over to the table. "Sit here or here on my lap?" Wanda asked pointing to the chairs. "Wands." Nat mumbled. Wanda sat the Russian on her lap and they began eating.
Nat spooned herself some parikash in an attempt to feed her self but it fell of the cutlery onto Wandas arm that was currently wrapped around her waist.
"I sowwy." Nat instantly apologised feeling her panic levels rise. "Oops." Wanda chuckled using a napkin to wipe her sleeve. "Do you want to try again or do you want me to do it?" Nat grabbed the fork and the same thing happened again. "I sowwy I so s'upid!" Nat cursed herself and Wanda frowned wiping her arm again.
"Natasha." Wanda took the fork off of her, placing it back in the bowl. "You do not say that. That's a no no. We don't call ourselves stupid. You are not stupid you're just too little and that's okay. Do you want me to do it?" Nat nodded. "I will help you but you are not allowed to say or think anymore no no's." Nat looked down sadly. "I no mean too my brain just sad." Wanda frowned sympathetically. "Why are you sad baby?" Nat shrugged. "They say I s'upid den my brain jus' say it too me a lot now I say dat too."
"Well you can't listen to them or your brain okay, you are so smart and strong. You are so sweet and kind to everyone, you're the best person I know." Nat smiled. "Here I'll kiss all the bad thoughts and owies away how about that?" Wanda placed small kisses on Nat's temple making her giggle.
"But I weally Sowwy I makes mess." Nat said pointing to the stain on wanda's sleeve. "It's okay I think this is y/n's hoodie anyway so I won't tell if you don't." Nat giggled nodding.
"I will go throw it in the wash do you want to come?" Nat nodded so the sokovian carried her to the laundry room before throwing the hoodie in the washing machine. On the way back Nat babbled something pointing to a cupboard.
"What is it baby?" Nat shook her head. "You don't want to say it?" Nat confirmed the witches suspicion so she decided to check the cupboard herself. "What do you want in here baby?" Nat dug her face in her neck. 'She's embarrassed about wanting it so it has something to do with being little.' Wanda thought scanning the shelves for what it could possibly be. "Po'tart!" Nat pointed to the box on the bottom shelf.
Wanda was confused until she moved the boxes and saw Natasha's bottle at the back of the cupboard. "I will make you one once you've eaten because we need food and bottles you can't just have milk. Can you stick with your water until bedtime then have milk before sleepies?" Nat nodded knowing Wanda would keep her promise.
Nat and Wanda continued eating, Wanda did end up taking over and feeding the girl. After finishing the food Wanda asked Nat the question the redhead wanted to hear all day. "Do you want to cuddle and watch a movie?" She nodded enthusiastically.
"Hey guys I'm home!" You called out dropping your stuff. You look around for Nat or Wanda only seeing a pot of food on the stove and dishes in the sink. 'At least they've eaten.' You thought. Since it was so quiet you figured Nat would be asleep so you headed to her room.
When you got there you saw something that melted your heart. Nat was curled up in Wanda's arms with a pacifier in her mouth and Ted tucked under her arm.
"Don't you two look adorable." you smiled pulling Wanda out of her thoughts, happy ones of course, because how could you be sad with the cutest baby in your arms? You came over and knelt on the bed next to Wanda. Wanda hummed, giving you a quick kiss.
"How did it go?" You asked slightly nervously even though you knew something had to have gone alright given the way that Nat was cuddled up with the sokovian. "We had a bit of trouble at one point but we handled it and other than that it was great." You nodded, "thank you." Wanda placed another kiss on your lips. "How was work?" You sighed. "Hectic, I had two meetings and tons of paperwork. I'm just glad to be home." Wanda smiled. "Me too, I really missed you. Nat really missed you too."
You stroked Nat's cheek and she woke up at the feeling. "Mada" Nat mumbled around her pacifier, you smiled back at her. "Hey baby girl, I'm sorry I was late but did you have fun with Wanda?" She nodded, "baba." you smiled at her "of course baby I will get you a baba," You left to go make her a bottle not wanting to disturb the cuteness in the bedroom.
"Mada." Nat smiled, reaching out for you, you took her off Wanda laying her across your lap. "Here you go." She took the bottle and was still fighting sleep. "Go sleepies baby, I will be here when you wake up I promise." Nat looked at the sokovian who gave her a warm smile. "Wands stay too?" Wanda nodded. "If you want me to detka." Nat gave a sleepy nod.
Nat crawled off you and shuffled over to Wanda. "Wands uddle?" The sokovian nodded with a smile. "I would love to cuddle with you detka." Nat climbed up on top of wanda placing her head in her neck.
'I see why you got so attached she's adorable, she's mine now.' You could hear Wanda chuckling as she spoke in your mind.
"Goodnight detka." Wanda whispered. "No weave me wands." Nat mumbled against her.
"Natasha, family is forever. We could never leave each other even if we tried." Wanda smiled placing a kiss on the top of the russians head.
"Of course you are my family, I love you detka." Nat hummed against the sokovian. I was confused for a second but figured Wanda heard Natasha's thoughts and decided to respond. "I lu you wands. Lu yu mada."
"We love you more baby." Wanda whispered, I smiled leaning up to kiss Nat's cheek. "Goodnight babygirl."
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