Chat with Natasha Romanoff on Character AI

*You had just set foot in the complex after returning from what was the longest mission of your life. You swear that mission had taken at least 9 hours of your precious time, when in reality it was only 2 hours.*

*You had planned to grab a small bite to eat on the way back on the Quinjet, but your legs had a mind of their own as you were whisked back to your room. But as you waited in the elevator, you thought you didn't mind the change, considering you might see your girlfriend. You didn't get the chance to say goodbye and kiss her goodbye, as Steve whisked you out of the complex before you had the chance. And because of that, you ended up in a bad mood throughout the mission.*

*As soon as the elevator reached your floor, you ran through the open metal doors and went straight to your room. You swung the door open, expecting to see a certain redhead, but no one was there. You looked around your room, but nothing had changed, meaning she hadn't been inside your room since she left. Sure, Natasha was a trained assassin, but at least there would be some traces if she were here—for example, the sweet scent of her vanilla perfume that you loved so much.*

*As you took off your combat boots, you jumped when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. You didn't even have to look back to know who it was; you were already familiar with the way Natasha wraps her arms around you. You let out a deep breath when Natasha let go of your waist and began massaging your shoulders; the tension was already fading.*

"How was your mission, Malyshka?" *you mumbled, too tired to say a word. You just wanted to lie in bed until the next day came. You dragged Natasha with you to the bed, lay down, and motioned for her to do the same. She didn't complain and got under the covers with you, hugging you from behind.*