《Natasha Romanoff one-shots // Natasha x reader ;)》stuck !
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"Shh he's at the door!" I whispered, trying to find a place to hide. I was in Natasha's room just...you know, hanging out.
"Quick get under there! Faster, come on!" Nat whispered as she kicked me under her bed, causing me to groan loudly. "SHH!" She finally opened her door for Tony.
I was hiding from him. I really didn't want my dad, Tony Stark to know about me and Nat. I was also in trouble, Peter and I made a mess, and he wasn't happy. But i didn't have any effort to deal with his stupid lectures.
"What took you so long i just wanted to ask you a simple question." He says looking around the room. "You seen Y/n?" He asks her. "No. Why?" She answers quickly.
"She's in trouble, and she's been hiding for a whole hour now. Could you just tell her to grow up and come talk to me if you see her, please?" He asks, taking a quick glance at her room again.
Nat simply just nodded at him. As soon as he closed the door she started laughing her head off. "She's in BIG trouble, tell her to grow up!" I say mocking him. The both of us just laugh for a few seconds. "Come on, get out of there." She says looking down at me
I tried to push myself out. I simply couldn't. "N-Nat-" I call out nervously. She just laughed at me knowing i was stuck. She grabbed my arm and tried tugging me out.
The both of us started laughing again as i was literally stuck there. "How the hell- How are you even stuck there?" She chuckled, a little more concerned this time. "I mean, you did KICK me." I say starting to panic but manage to laugh it off.
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"Crap Y/n, I'm gonna need to get some help, you're really...stuck." She informs as the both of us start laughing. She left the room, still laughing. A few minutes later, she walked in with Thor.
"What?" He asked with confusion as i started laughing again. He crouched down to look at me and let out a burst of laughter.
"Y/n? What in the devil-" He was interrupted by Peter and Steve walking in. "What's going on?" Steve asked with confusion. "Y/n's stuck under the bed." Natasha chuckles.
As I saw everyone looking at me, laughing, i start getting even more uncomfortable. "Get me ouuut!" I whined. Thor tried pulling me out, but i was still stuck. All four of them pulled me as hard as they could, but i still wouldn't budge.
As uncomfortable and nervous as i was, i still managed to laugh through it all."Okay Y/n I think you're genuinely stuck." Natasha said a little more seriously. "Help me then!" I shout out from underneath the bed.
The room suddenly went weirdly quiet. "Guys...?" I asked just in case they left or something. "What the hell is going on?" I heard my dads voice. It still sounded angry.
"Nat kicked me!" I shout, still trying to squirm out. "What?!" Nat replied defensively. "Y/n why the hell are you under the bed?" He sounded pissed.
"Ask Natasha, she's the one that kicked me under here!" "WHA-"
"SH! Have you tried pulling her out?" He questions again, but they all just nod their heads. "Have you tried opening the bed up?Its a storage bed, did you ever think of that?" He sounded agitated.
He slowly opened the bed, as i let out a sigh of relief. "God I thought I was gonna be s-" i was interrupted by him quickly pulling me upwards.
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"Why the hell were you under the bed?" He asked looking at me with annoyance. "Hide and seek?" I chuckled. "Don't do anything stupid and irresponsible like that again, you hear me?"
"It was Natasha that kicked me!" I say innocently pointing towards her. "Well your butt was in the way." She replied with a smirk. "No it wasn't!"
"Y/n I still need you to clean up that mess you and Peter made earlie-" He informs. "Yeah whatever." I say grabbing Nat's wrist and pulling her out of the room with me.
Once we were out my room she suddenly smacked my ass. "hEY-" I shout. All she does in return is smirk at me.
I do the same, and slap her ass. "Only I get to do that!" She shouts.
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I wrote this so long ago ngl idek why I'm posting it I was just in a goofy mood. I'm currently working on requests, so if anyone has any for me then lmk.
-mim
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