Spread Your Wings
Black Widow Spoiler Free :]
Summary: Y/n wings are cramping up but the team has never seen them. She doesn't wanna cause a scene, but Natasha has a solution.
AN: Uhhhh, first oneshot and its an Angel!reader one, lol. Enjoy! (Y/P/N = your / preferred / name
Category: Fluff :]
Pairing: Natasha x Angel!reader
Word count: 74
Warnings: Uh, nothing really, kissing? Biblical talk? The word aSs?
-------------------------◇----------------------------
The Team watched as she walked out of her room into the lounge, hand rubbing at the base of her neck trying to soothe the sharp pain she felt.
"Y/n, you okay?" Steve asked, slightly concerned.
"Yeah, yeah of course. Just a bit cramped." She replied trying to stretch her back to stop the ache she felt there as well
The team eyed her but eventually went back to their conversations while she got coffee, slowly sipping the warm mug while leaning against the counter.
Natasha eventually walked in the room, coming from the gym, of course. She was one to train early.
The red head walked past her girlfriend and she kissed her cheek, noticing the discomfort on her face.
"You okay, hon?" Natasha's voice brought Y/n out of her mind, her eyes now focusing on the loveable assassin in front of her.
"Always." Y/n completed the lie with an unconvincing smile while Natasha raised one of her eyebrows at the girl, challenging her to try and lie again.
Y/n sighed and leaned closer to Natasha, whispering in her ear.
"I need to stretch my wings."
"Then do it, my love." Natasha replied, taking the coffee mug out of her girlfriend's hands.
"I don't want to freak the team out."
Natasha had never seen Y/n so unsure. She never really seemed unsure around Natasha, she always seemed relaxed.
Little did Nat know, Y/n was only relaxed around her. Otherwise she's cold, trying hide her insecurities and anxiety.
"Baby, they know you have wings."
"I know they know, I just don't want seeing them for the first time to be a big deal." Y/n tried to reason.
"You wanna go somewhere else to stretch? The roof maybe?" Natasha sipped the coffee once more.
Y/n nodded and Natasha downed the rest of the coffee, putting the mug in the sink.
Nat grabbed the girls hand and intertwined their fingers.
"Come on, birdy." A common nickname she used for her girlfriend.
Nat tugged her towards the exit of the compound, exiting through the door.
"Up we go." Nat huffed as she hoisted herself on the roof of the compound. (with her girlfriends help but who needs to know that)
As soon as they were up and secure Y/n backed away from Natasha and out came her greyish, fluffy, feathery, huge wings.
"I will never get over how beautiful these are." Natasha stated as she ran her hand over the large feathers
"Well, God did custom make them." Y/n joked with a sly smirk while Natasha laughed.
"I thought you weren't exactly biblical?" Natasha mocked with a light smile on her face.
"I'm not, But he did make them." Y/n grabbed Natasha pulling her close.
"What's he like?" The assassin wondered out loud.
"It depends, some see him as a narcissistic asshole, while others see him as a kind, selfless, everlasting, entity." Y/n rubbed her hand up and down Nat's back.
"What do you see him as?" Natasha asked, her chin now on the girl's chest, looking up at her.
"A little bit of both." Y/n pecks Nat's lips.
"Like Tony?" She jokes while laughing wholeheartedly.
"Exactly like Tony." The angel looked down at Nat, pure love is what she felt.
"How are you not the angel here?" Y/n said as she stared into the green ocean that were Natasha Romanoff's eyes.
"Okay, cheeseball." Natasha rolled her eyes while pushing the girl away.
"You love it." Y/n replied, eyes narrowing at Natasha with a playful smile pulling her back in.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't." Natasha pulls Y/n down by her neck to kiss her, smiling into it when wings wrapped around her.
"WOAH" Both Natasha and Y/n pulled away at the sound of footsteps and someone's voice.
"You have wings, Ms.Y/P/N?" There you saw Peter Parker in shock.
"Yeah, kid. I thought that was common knowledge."
"It-It is! I'm just shocked to see them, is all!" the boy stuttered while trying to elaborate.
"Come on kid, we got work to do." Tony walked out of the compound and started pulling Peter by his backpack, suddenly looking up to see where his eyes were set.
"Nice wings, Archangel Michael." Tony called from behind his shoulder, tugging a complaining Peter behind him.
Natasha just smirked at the angel in front of her, balling her shirt up in her fist.
"Told you it was no big deal, now where were we?"
And she tugged you back in.