Hi guys!
I just wanted to say that this is my first story and if you have any reviews please comment, I'm always trying to improve.
With that said I hope everybody likes this story! If you have any suggestions for what the next chapter or one-shot should be about please tell me!
I woke up because of a hard bonk. I slowly turned around while streching my arm to wrap it around my girlfriend. It softly ploffed on the bed. I quickly shot up as I realised that Natasha was gone, I started panicking and tried to put on the light on my nightstand. It crashed on the ground and I heard a soft mumble coming from the other side of the bed. I grabbed the gun I had hiding under my pillow and silently made my way over to the other side of the bed. My night-vision started working as I slowly became more awake. It was one of my many powers. The person I found laying next to the bed was not who I had expected to find, it was Natasha, she was laying next to the bed and murmuring slight painful cries as she kept turning. I had expected to find a criminal who had snuck his or her way into our apartment. I quickly put the gun back in its original place and walked over to Natasha. I reached out to touch her head, it was burning with fever. As I softly shook her I whispered some calming tunes, I had learnt them because I had collected a few tracks she loved and these were the songs she had listened to most. They were soft and calming. Natasha's face softened slightly and she stopped turning. I quietly tried to lift her and to my surprise I succeeded. She was very light, which made sense since she tended to eat very little of my cooking. Maybe I should try to improve my cooking skills. I carefully carried her back to her side of the bed and tucked her in. I know she usually snarls and me when I do that but I can see that she doesn't want to admit that she likes it. She can be like a kid sometimes. I sign as I crawled back into the bed on the other side. I feel her turn to her side and decide that if she was really having a nightmare she might need some comfort. I go and spoon her even so lightly since she might be awake. I see her turn and look at me. Her eyes are full of tears. I say nothing and just kiss her on her head. She falls back down and nestles into me. I wrap my arm around her and intertwine our fingers. After a few minutes I can hear her snoring.
Natasha might be a handful sometimes but she always worth it. Just give her time and let her decide when she wants to tell you something. And if she doesn't... Go to Clint.