《Natasha Romanoff one-shots // Natasha x reader ;)》play fighting
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"Give it!!!" Natasha shouts at me. I stole the last apple. She wasnt happy. "Calm down shortyy!" I joke, holding the apple up as high as I can.
"Y/n you're not funny! Give itttt!" She whines, jumping up trying to get it back. I just laugh at her. She was really pissed about it though.
"Y/n just grow up! I had it first!" She says pouting at me. "Hahah you're the only needing to grow up, what are you like 5'4?" I ask laughing at her. She starts playfully slapping me.
"Ow, Natasha!" I groan, pushing her away. She kept pushing and tackling me. She wasnt doing it hard enough to hurt me, just to get me to stop.
I start doing it back, pushing her and hitting her. I start laughing at her again, but she pulled my hair really fucking hard.
"Ow! What the fuck!" I say rubbing my head. "I HOPE IT HURT YOU!" She shouts, pouting at me again. I quickly step on her foot, making her slap me quite hard across the face.
"That's too far!" I complain, rubbing my face. Only to see her smirking right at me. I punch her tit quite hard. "I- Y/n- THAT FUCKING HURT YOU DIP SHIT!" She shouts out.
She suddenly comes at me and starts kicking me really hard. I eventually fall onto the floor. "Ow Nat, STOPPIT!" I say pushing her off.
"CHILDREN! Whats going on?" Tony questions with full concern. "I WANT MY APPLE BACK!" Nat shouts with her hands by my neck. This bitch really wanted that apple.
"Y/n give her the apple!" Tony demands. "Okay, okay! Here you go, ankle biter!" I say throwing the apple at her. She just gives me an angry look.
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"Whatever, shorty." I chuckle, resting my arm on her shoulder. "IM NOT SHORT!" She shouts, pushing me off of her. "Nat, arent you like 5'3?" Steve starts laughing. She gives him a literal death stare.
"Wait, really?" I say laughing at her. "I said you were 5'4, as a joke. But really? Wow you're realll short huh?" I say laughing at her again. "Oh shut up you donkey." She jokes, leaving the room.
I followed her to the couch, which made her stare at me unimpressed. "I swear, I just left the room you were in-" she said sarcastically.
"Was that supposed to be funny?" I say putting my feet up on the table. She just looked at me even more annoyed.
"I bet your feet don't even reach the table-" I said quite bravely. She quickly stood up and stared deep into my soul. It was scary.
"Do you have a death wish or something?" Bucky asked, playing his game on the tv.
Natasha suddenly started moving closer to me. "What you gonna do? Kick me again?" I ask standing up.
"Technically, your like the size of my leg. That's quite short, so when you think abo-" She interrupted me by grabbing onto my neck and punching my nose a couple of times.
She was pulled away by Steve, who was followed by Tony and Wanda coming over Crap, you're bleeding-" Wanda said and rushing to the kitchen to grab tissues.
"Here, sit down-" Tony said trying to be helpful. I sat down and felt a little dizzy.
"Nat- we talked about this. You can't go around hurting people who annoy you-" Steve said holding onto her tightly.
"I know." She answered quietly. "Y/n. This has been happening way too often. You need to leave Nat alone, she's like an old dog. If you play with it too much, it gets...grumpy." Tony said
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"Old dog?" Nat questioned angrily. "No...not like that, just um... Y/n leave Natasha ALONE and Natasha, ignore Y/n-" Tony said raising his hands up in defence.
"You shouldn't be so damn aggressive-" i said standing up. "Maybe you shouldnt be so damn annoying!" She answered sternly.
"Im not. You're just sensative." I say wiping my nose a little more. "Im not "sensative" your just some stupi-"
"Okay thats enough-" Tony said irritated. "Y/n what Natasha's trying to say is, you're like a puppy. You're like...always up everyones ass-" He said trying to make the situation better
"Im not up anyones ass. And im not a "puppy" either" i say annoyed. What is it with comparing everyone to dogs?
"Ooh, look at you- feminist." Nat chuckled sarcastically. I gave her an unamused look, and she did the same.
"At least im acctually tall enough to go on rides." I started with a light chuckle. "What is with all of the "short people" jokes?" Wanda asked annoyed.
"At least i can shut up." Nat said sitting back down on the couch. "At least im not insecure." She quickly looked up at me. She was shocked at my response.
"Okay. Come on, were leaving before more commotion happens-" tony says quickly leaving with Wanda.
I sat next to bucky and watched him play his game. Natasha was still staring at me. "What?!" I asked looking over at her. She kept staring at me.
"Can you find someone else to admire?" I said looking away from her. "Im not admiring anything." She said blankly.
"Pfft. Okay shorty." I joked, trying to keep my gaze at the the game Bucky was playing.
"Theres nothing to admire-" she said finally looking away from me. "Mhm if you say so. Dont act like I dont see you admiring me." I laughed, looking over at her again.
"What?" She said with shock. "Oh yeah, i know you like me Natty-" i smirked.
"N-no. I have standards." She stuttered a little. "So, What are your standards?" I asked intrigued. She looked over to me and furrowed her brows.
"To begin with, someone who doesnt make fun of me." She said annoyed. "Plus i like someone whos good looking, you're not my type." Offended much.
"I didnt ask you if I was your type." I said looking away from her again.
"SHUT UP AND GET TOGETHER-" Bucky shot out . He was still concentrated on his game, but obviously our bickering was a distraction. Wait, what did he just say?
"Hahah- nice one Buck-" i said letting out a chuckle. "You like each other and you will do anything to be with one another- just face it."
We gave each other a weird glare and shook our heads...
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I ended this one weirdly and tbh I don't like this one but whatever I'm posting it. Pls make sure you vote cause like idk if anyone actually likes to read these so yeah. Anyway hope we're all doing fine.
-mim
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