Sorry about the long wait again, unfortunately I'm at the age now where I'm applying for jobs and Apprenticeships so I've been very busy preparing applications and for interviews etc so I've had to prioritise my workload. Hope you guys can understand.

Anyways as compensation for the wait, I have prepared the LONGEST AND FLUFFIEST chapter in the book so far.

Picture art up above done by SEKRETONGMALUPYET make sure to give him some love.

QUESTION: If you've seen the Black Widow movie, what did you think of it? (Biggest Positive and Biggest Negative?)

Might be just my opinion - The film felt like more of a set up for Yelena than a goodbye to Natasha. I very much enjoyed the film but it's not the Best Solo Movie like I see a lot of people saying it is, that . Also the deleted ending is better than theatrical one.

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It had been eight weeks since most of the Avengers had moved into the Compound after the defeat of Ultron in Sokovia, everyone had their own rooms for the time being and had settled in fairly quickly to the new surroundings.

Y/N, with chocolate in his hands, entered Pietro's room to see his son sitting on the edge of his bed, laser focused on playing NBA 2K15 on his recently purchased X-Box One whilst Wanda was chilling in there as well, laying with her feet up on her brother's sofa scrolling on her phone and making the odd remark to distract her brother much to her own amusement.

"How many times have we said to knock before entering?" Pietro tried to remind Y/N.

Y/N put his hands up in defense "Sorry, I'll do it next time."

Wanda glanced up from her phone to eye Y/N "You've said that the last thirty times. I'll be honest I've lost count" She said with an eye roll.

"Well over the years, I've made a habit of invading people's privacy." Y/N reminded as he chucked the pair of twins each a Twix with Pietro catching it easily but Wanda missed it and instead landed on her stomach.

"Gracias." Pietro started but then hit his bed in frustration "Oh you Bitch!" He complained as his online opponent just dunked on him.

"Ahhh, embracing the teenage lifestyle are we?" Y/N said as he jumped on the bed whilst the twins unwrapped their chocolate bars, Pietro doing it particularly quickly and scoffing it so he could get back to the game.

It has been a generally positive eight weeks since moving into the Avengers Compound "It's quite relaxing not having to worry all the time." Wanda said as she was swiping up on her phone screen at a pretty rapid speed.

Y/N noticed how engrossed Wanda was on her phone "Jesus Christ Wands, at this rate you're gonna be tweeting more than a pregnant budgie."

Wanda gave him a sarcastic smile "Oh ha ha, I'm actually reading the news." She said showing him her phone screen which did in fact show CNN news app with the headline if the day being about some billionaire formally announcing he was running for President.

Y/N was less than convinced "Oh yeah and I bet if we looked on any of those other tabs you've got open, there's topless pics of Zac Efron or The Rock."

Pietro snorted knowing how since they'd got to the Compound, Wanda had certainly immersed herself into a teenage girl lifestyle. The elder Maximoff then sunk a three pointer with Steph Curry whilst Wanda went back to being engrossed with her phone.

'Damn, how did he know!?' She wondered to herself whilst secretly gushing over hot celebrities.

Y/N noticed that Pietro was playing as the Golden State Warriors whilst his online opponent was playing as the Cleveland Cavaliers. A repeat of the NBA Finals from the 14/15 season.

"I reckon the Cavs will be back next season." Y/N commented, earning a disgusted huff from Pietro.

"You're joking right!? The Warriors are wayyyyyyyyyy too strong." Pietro argued his case, feeling much like a lawyer as he did "They've got Curry, Thompson, Green, the list goes on. They're just too good."

"Yeahhhhh all good players but the Cavs have that freakishly strong combo of LeBron and Kyrie." Y/N responded to the basketball loving Maximoff's claim whilst the other one just tuned them both out for a few seconds.

"LeBron or Curry?" Pietro asked Y/N with intrigue of his answer.

"LeBron." Y/N immediately responded, not even thinking twice before he swiftly opened a bag of Malteasers to munch on the delicious round chocolates.

"I'm also LeBron." Venom made his opinion known with Y/N tossing the symbiote a Malteaser as reward for agreeing with him, Venom really did love his chocolate.

There was a strong laugh from the Silver haired boy, disturbed by the answer as he dropped a trademark long 3 pointer with Steph Curry to emphasise that he thought that he was the superior player "I can't believe what I'm hearing."

"The truth. It's a little hard to hear sometimes." Y/N fired back instantaneously with a slight snigger.

The miniature debate then came to an abrupt end when Y/N heard a familiar theme tune coming from Wanda's phone and dashed over to join her on Pietro's sofa "The Dick Van Dyke show. Which episode is it?"

"Never Bathe on Saturday." Wanda replied as she looked up at Y/N for a second before placing her attention back onto her phone.

"Ahhhh the one where Laura gets her toe stuck in the bathtub faucet and Rob tries to break down the bathroom door. I love that one!" Y/N passionately summarised the plot of the episode, knowing the show well from his excessive viewing of the old sitcom.

Wanda chuckled at her father's enthusiasm towards the show she'd grown up watching "Do you just know everything about TV?" Wanda questioned, curious if Y/N's brain was only full of pop culture knowledge.

"Not everything. Just a very large amount." Y/N responded as the two sat in comfortable silence watching the show on Wanda's phone with the only thing interrupting it was Pietro's frustrated outbursts which often resulted in a few seconds of death staring from Wanda.

The father and daughter watched the episode intently over the 25 minutes of runtime that it was, watching Rob Petrie's continuous calamities of trying to get inside of the locked bathroom to aid his wife Laura.

Wanda looked up at the taller Y/N "Have you ever got your toe stuck inside a faucet?" She queried him when the episode had come to its conclusion.

"No, why?"

"I don't know," She shrugged "It just seems like a very you thing to do." Wanda replied, in fairness to the Maximoff girl it was a reasonable judgement.

"Well I haven't, have you?" Y/N immediately asked in retaliation expecting the answer to be a resounding No. However what he had not foreseen was Wanda's deathly silence and her cheeks turning a bright red shade at the question along with Pietro snickering mischeviously in the background with the signals aligning to only one reasonable conclusion.

"Oh. My. God. You have!" Y/N exclaimed in realisation, immediately interested in backstory "Spill the beans little witch."

The teenage girl roller her eyes at the nickname her father had given her, but she secretly liked the name not that Y/N had to know that "I thought she was just being dumb and it was easy to get your toe in and out. How very wrong I was." Wanda told Y/N who was tittering at her misfortunes.

"Mother spent an hour trying to get Wanda free, it was hi-larious!" Pietro roared with laughter at one of his happier childhood memories.

"It was not funny!" Wanda argued back with her brother who continued to laugh anyways "It was very painful." She said with a soft tone whilst pouting.

"Maybe for you sister but I loved every second!"

Wanda got a small side hug from Y/N as he rubbed her upper arm reassuringly "Well that definitely confirms your my kid, only people with L/N genes do really stupid shit like that."

"Hey!" Wanda fired back "I'm not as bad as Pietro and definitely not as bad as you."

The brother and sister duo had learned pretty quickly that Y/N was not lying when he said that he did stupid shit a lot. He had told them a story of him being attacked by a Great White Shark just because he 'wanted to see what it felt like'. He decided not to mentally scar them by showing them the video of him being attacked.

They did however get to see the aftermath of this when there was a picture of a fully healed Y/N cooking the large aquatic beast which happened to have a large bloody crevice in it's side presumably from where Y/N had escaped from.

"There's still time to mould you." Y/N smiled, not taking offence to Wanda saying he does stupid shit "You're on the fast track now."

"SHIT!" Pietro yelled as he threw his controller onto the carpeted floor which bounced around a couple of times before settling face down.

"I told you that the Cavs would come back strong" Y/N pestered, seeing that Pietro had lost his online game by four points, Warriors 89 - 93 Cavaliers.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. You're so funny." Pietro was clearly still annoyed.

"I prefer humourous or witty or comical." Y/N retorted with Wanda also gaining her own amusement from her brother's toddler like tantrum.

"Alright Mr Thesaurus, perhaps videogames might not be my specialty yet but I KNOW I can beat you in a real game of basketball." Pietro claimed, clearly confident of his ball playing abilities.

Y/N broke out into fits of laughter at his son's declaration and rapidly stomped his feet on the floor in hysterics "Now THAT is funny. You'd have a better chance of giving a good haircut with a knife and fork. " He responded, wiping a few tears out of his eyes with his forearm.

"Alright old man. You and me. 1 V 1." Pietro challenged, he held out his hand to see if Y/N was up for it.

"You're on." Y/N immediately shook his hand because Y/N was not one to back down from a challenge.

"Awwww shiiiiiiiiiiit!! Here we go." Venom commented, clearly excited for the prospect of father and son going against each other in a game of hoops.

Y/N and Pietro had often struck little debates and competitions about sports and games since the Maximoffs and Y/N were getting to know each other, sure they'd get on each other's nerves here and there but Pietro had certainly felt refreshed by having someone to talk about these things about.

The Maximoff boy had also been introduced to a plethora of new music artists that he hadn't really heard of previously, mainly because Hydra weren't exactly throwing regular parties and blasting music a lot.

He'd gotten to explore and listen to the variation of musical wonders available to him such as Michael Jackson, Queen, Tupac, Katy Perry and many more. However, one artist in particular that he had really gotten into was Eminem whose lyrical genius had magnetised the teenage boy's interest.

(A/N - Stan, Without Me and My Name Is are my Top 3 Eminem songs.)

Wanda on the other hand wasn't into the same things as Pietro but still managed to connect with Y/N in her own way by discussing old sitcoms that she used to watch as a child.

Wanda had also taken a key interest in which eras were the most enjoyable to live in for Y/N who was more than happy to chat about it with her. She'd found amusement in his tales especially one when Y/N described how in the 80's, the men's fashion was more provocative than the women's with the awful short shorts and crop tops.

The two had also arranged a biweekly evening which involved a lot of caramelised popcorn and other snacks necessary to binge watch The Good, The Bad and The Ugly sides of what the Entertainment industry had to offer and there was plenty of all three areas.

Y/N and Pietro headed outside to where the basketball court was. Wanda was in tow behind her father and brother, she wasn't particularly interested in basketball game itself but was very interested in seeing one of them lose.

Once they'd got outside, Pietro zoomed over to the rack of basketballs and grabbed a freshly pumped up basketball, bouncing it on the ground a few times to make sure it was suitable for use. Wanda on the other hand took a seat on the bench that was placed against the concrete wall.

"So what's the rules then?" Pietro questioned as he did a bounce pass with the ball to Y/N.

"Half court, we're going off baskets scored rather than points. First to 11. No powers allowed." Y/N laid out the rules of the mini game that he and Pietro were about to engage in.

"Easy win for Pietro then." The teen confidently predicted.

Y/N laughed in retaliation to his son's thoughts "Trust me kid, you'll be taking more L's than a Welsh road sign."

Both silently agreed that it was time to stop to talking (which was difficult in itself) and to start playing however both had realised a glaring issue before they were about to get underway.

"So who starts with the ball?" Pietro questioned, the two looked quizzically at one another for answers then cranked their heads to the teenage girl who could come up with the solution.

"Wanda, who should start with the ball?" Y/N asked before putting on his biggest smile that he could, in the hopes that it would sway her decision in his favour.

Wanda sighed as she put her phone down next to her and pulled out a quarter from the pocket from her cropped trousers "A fair way I think." She then tossed the coin into the air with it spinning on it's whole journey "Call it." She said when it reached the peak of its height.

"Tails." Y/N called out beating Pietro to it.

Wanda caught the coin in her palm and flipped it onto the back of her hand, still keeping the coin covered "You are a bit of an ass, no wonder you went tails." She playfully insulted, making Y/N pout.

"You're really nailing the teenage girl tropes - mean comments and the long sullen silences. Now you just need to throw a slumber party where you have a pillow fight and talk about your crushes." Y/N started wagging his finger in the direction of both teenagers "Notice how I didn't say boys, I don't stereotype because I completely support BOTH of your sexualities whatever they may be... I myself have been known to dabble in..."

"AND the winner is..." Wanda hastily cut off Y/N because she definitely didn't have a crush on anyone. Definitely. She then removed her hand to show the coin had in fact landed on Tails.

"BOOYAH! I may be an ass but I'm a winning ass! Rear of the muthafuckin' year!" Y/N cheered and clapped for himself whilst Pietro groaned knowing he was now at an immediate disadvantage.

"Is that supposed to be a clap? Who taught you that, Elmo down on Sesame Street?." Pietro said as he rolled up his sleeves.

"Ha good one." Y/N then looked at invisible camera towards no one in particular "Yep, that was a good one." He bounced the ball and got into position facing the net whilst Pietro had his back to it.

"Ready?" Y/N asked.

"Just get on with it." Pietro demanded almost, wanting to get into the thick of it.

"Alrighty then."

Y/N was ready, Pietro was ready so it was all systems go as Y/N yelled "Go." Immediately starting the game.

L/N swiftly dribbled the ball to the right side of the court, stopping just outside of the D and keeping the ball far away from Pietro who followed and stalked his every move as he tried to guard him.

"Ooooh where am I going? Where am I going?" Y/N taunted as he turned himself to face Pietro whilst dribbling the ball behind his back so that he couldn't get it.

Y/N then used his superior upper body to nudge the speedster slightly away from him before instantly stepping backwards to give himself a good amount of space to shoot a basket from beyond three point range, releasing before Pietro had time to react.

"KOBE!!" Y/N yelled on release as he nailed the basket with the swish sound being like music to his ears as it rippled the net.

"Nothin' but net boi!!!!" Y/N goaded overly in Pietro's face who responded with a talking mouth hand gesture.

"I'm pretty sure you just travelled." Pietro accused as he retrieved the ball and gave it back to Y/N before getting into position once more.

"What a load of Bollocks." Y/N brushed off, thinking that to be a crazy accusation, his ego getting the better of him on this occasion as he passed the ball back to Pietro, unintentionally putting it into play.

Pietro managed to get the slip on Y/N though, leaving him in the dust as Y/N tried desperately tried to dispossess him but failed, a dry laugh left the Merc's lips knowing he should've been more prepared but had to respect the teen for taking advantage.

Pietro dribbled easily to the basket and showed he was up for the challenge by slam dunking the ball completely unopposed adding a little bit of flair to his scoring to even up the scoreboard at one apiece.

"Ouch! Too slow old man." Pietro taunted, having a smug look plastered all over his features.

Y/N chuckled at the speedster's trash talking "Oooooh fighting talk, me gusta! Alright son, it's on like Donkey Kong now." Y/N respected that Pietro was better than he'd initially given him credit for and was ready to embrace the challenge he was gonna get from him.

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The father and son had been playing intensely for about half an hour, it getting a bit physical here and there with both 'accidentally' knocking the other a bit too hard. Along with the consistent taunting and trash talking thrown in between the two, it made for an enjoyable and tense encounter particularly for Wanda.

They were currently at a stalemate though at ten baskets each with both striving to rob the other of victory and have bragging rights, however Y/N had the upper hand as he had possession of the ball.

"Y/N?" Wanda said trying to attract her father's attention who was being blocked by Pietro.

"Yello." Y/N replied, confident in his abilities that he could multitask whilst still trying to get the win.

"Watch your feet." Wanda warned.

"What are you-WOAH!" Y/N was initially confused but it was quelled when he saw red energy that felt like rope tied around his feet as he went to dribble around Pietro, sending him tumbling to the ground.

Wanda giggled mischeviously because her job was done as Y/N fumbled his grip on the ball which allowed Pietro to steal it and lay it up for the victory.

The speedster cheered loudly after he won the game as Venom started laughing hysterically at Y/N's bottle job.

"WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Pietro cheered extremely loudly, doing his best Ric Flair impression.

"In your face Y/N!" He taunted before giving his sister a high five "Thanks for assist, sis."

"What are sisters for? We're supposed to team up against him anyways." Wanda commented as she and Pietro shared a quick laugh.

"That was bullshit! You fuckin' cheated!" Y/N frustratedly picked himself off of the floor after he had smacked the concrete with both hands in sheer annoyance"No it was very fuckin' funny." Venom laughed at his host's misery which was in stark contrast to the symbiote's delight.

"Hey you never said that Wanda couldn't use her powers." Pietro defended, using a loophole to add some legitimacy to his victory.

"Exactly!" Wanda reaffirmed her twin's claims.

Y/N wagged his finger in his Wanda's direction "I hope you know that if we ever go to Salem, I am screaming at the top of my lungs 'My Daughter is a witch!'" Knowing full well what they do to witches in that neck of the woods.

"I'll remember to never go there with you then." Wanda flashed Y/N a sarcastic smile "Besides I needed you to finish that game because whilst you boys were playing, I was thinking about something." Wanda told the two.

"It must have been important if you made me lose for it." Y/N invited Wanda to open up, still sulking a little.

"Oh it is!" The Maximoff girl exclaimed, perhaps wanting to add a little further to her father's embarrassment "Why haven't you taken Natasha out on a date yet?" Wanda asked and Y/N just froze up like he'd just been shot with ice beams.

Y/N immediately felt as if there was a physical barrier blocking his words from coming out of his throat so instead cupped his hand over his ear "What's that Steve!? Oh alright I'll be there now!"

L/N tried to slip away and avoid that conversation however Wanda wasn't stupid so used her magic to put up a red barrier which Y/N walked straight into and dropped him to the floor for the second time in a matter of minutes.

"Oh no mister, you're not getting away that easily." Wanda warned Y/N, almost flipping the parental role as the words came out.

Y/N held the bridge of his nose in pain as his two children approached him "You two are little heathens, you know that?"

"Heathens!?" Pietro snorted like a pig "Jeez, you really are old." He rubbed salt into the wound whilst Y/N got to his feet.

Wanda placed her hand on her father's shoulder "Of course we know we're 'heathens'." She pridefully yet mockingly answered.

Pietro agreed with his twin sister "Troublemaking is in our blood." He then referred to back to Wanda's previous question "But seriously, why haven't you taken Natasha out yet?"

"I thought kids were supposed to be disgusted at their parent's love life. Kinda like the reaction I have when I watch Keeping Up With The Kardashians." Y/N replied, wondering why they were taking an active interest in his relationship.

"Well yeah, but we're not exactly 'normal'." Pietro replied as he grabbed the basketball and bounced it off the ground into his hand, all whilst the two continued to look for an answer from Y/N.

Y/N thought about it for a few seconds and replied honestly "I don't know, I think we're just enjoying the quiet nights in together. Movies, Drinking, Sex."

Wanda waved her hands rapidly to stop Y/N from continuing "Ok as soon as you bring up your sex life, that's when we become repulsed." Her accent was thick and heavy as she tried to shut down Y/N.

Y/N shrugged his shoulders "Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to."

Wanda scoffed "You're not having second thoughts about her are you?"

"What!? No!" Y/N exclaimed in pure shock that Wanda would even consider that a possibility "I don't have second thoughts, it's the luxury of having incredible first thoughts."

"Well that's bull if I've ever heard it." Pietro then decided to tease Y/N and bring him down a level "Besides quiet nights in? What happened to the fun, outgoing person that everyone's told us about. Don't tell us you've lost edge, have you?"

That was the straw that broke the camel's back for Y/N "Lost my edge!? I've not lost my edge! In fact, I'm gonna show you two how much of my edge I've got! I'm the edge king! I have so much edge that people are hanging off of me!" He yelled before childishly stomping off back to his room unaware that this was the twin's plan all along.

"Make sure to do something she enjoys!" Wanda yelled out to remind Y/N who waved it off thinking he knew what he was doing.

"We really are little heathens aren't we?" Pietro said as he grabbed his basketball and prepared to shoot some hoops again.

Wanda smirked "Definitely."

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Y/N went back to his room for a bit and instead of winging it like he normally did, he instead made an effort to try and plan something for he and Natasha to do together.

He stepped inside the shower to cleanse himself after his mini basketball game with Pietro and whilst he was cleaning his (H/L) hair with coconut scented shampoo, he had thought of something a little unique in mind that could work as a date.

It's funny the amount of creative thinking you do in the shower.

After Y/N had dried up and got dressed into fresh clothes, he went to see his redhead girlfriend who he knew would be in the gym at this time of day.

Y/N was surprisingly nervous as he approached the gym, not only would this be the first time going on a date with Natasha but also the first time he was going on a date ever, of course she had to agree first. All of his previous experience had been one night stands or casual sex but this was whole new territory entirely.

Once he got to the gym, he saw Natasha in her loose gym attire doing some work on the punch bag landing some big blows whilst mixing it up with combinations, grunting as she connected with the bag.

The Symbiote enhanced mercenary literally tiptoed his way towards Natasha, very reminiscent of an old school cartoon character taking abnormally long strides to avoid being heard.

"You know a few years ago, I'd have thought that you were imagining that was me." Y/N whispered right into the ear of the unaware redhead.

The former assassin was a little startled and she instinctively threw an elbow behind which Y/N caught easily "Gosh Red, what did I do to deserve such a thorny welcome?" He asked as he let go of her elbow.

She was relieved to see it was Y/N "Well dick for brains, you seemed to think it was a good idea to sneak up on me whilst I was training." She responded before planting a quick, chaste kiss on his lips.

She got a towel to clean her face of any sweat before Y/N tossed her a bottle of water as they sat down on a bench "So what's with the visit? Are finally gonna be working out?" She said putting her towel around her neck and taking a sip of water.

Y/N laughed at the mere thought of working out "You're off your head! Super Duper Healing Factor means I'm always in peak physical shape Miss Romanoff." He then proceeded to lift up his loose blue t-shirt which had Jimmy Neutron on the front.

Y/N immediately felt Natasha's eyes burning onto the impressive, muscular structure that he had, his ego levels went up a notch with the Widow staring so intently at him "Eat your heart out babe."

With the Widow still so interested, it gave L/N the chance to gloat even more "Just today, I've had 2 chicken burritos, 2 beef burritos, a share bag of Malteasers, a big pack of Tangy Cheese Doritos AND 4 litres of Pepsi." Y/N boasted about how much he'd eaten and that no repercussions would come his way.

"Yummy." Venom said, his interests often piqued by the mention of food.

"AND..." Y/N quickly glanced at his Gravity Falls watch "it's not even Midday."

The Black Widow was very envious of Y/N in the case that he could literally do whatever the hell he wanted to his body and not have to face the consequences afterwards. It was also pretty irritating that he also didn't have to do any gym work to stay in shape either.

Natasha quickly shook her head to stop
herself staring at the Merc because she feared she was entering the territory of creepy "Way to rub it in." She chuckled a little "So I guess you've come here to work me out?" She teased.

Y/N laughed a little as he put his shirt down before playing along "Tempting, very tempting but maybe I just wanted to get a quick peek of you in your gym wear but then again you look good in anything." Y/N complimented with a subtle wink.

"You have strange type of charm. Don't you?"

"And I use it brilliantly. But I actually have a reason for being here."

Natasha's interest was immediately piqued as she sat forward slightly closer to Y/N "Oh yeah and what might that be?"

Y/N took a moment to compose himself and asked "Do you wanna go on a date with me tomorrow night?" He asked rather quickly but not so that they were incoherent.

Natasha looked surprised "A date? With you?"

Y/N looked over both of his shoulders "Well unless I've got a clone running around, which I'm sure would be everyone's worst nightmare, then yeah with me." He joked but internally was still nervous as he awaited an answer.

"I'd love to." She replied, feeling excited for what Y/N had up his sleeve "A date with you, sounds interesting."

"Don't worry we're not doing anything that involves murder or any other crimes....... Probably." Y/N attempted to assure Nat.

Nat slapped her thigh in mock disappointment "Well what date isn't complete with any of those?"

Y/N stood up as did Natasha, both with smiles on their faces "So shall we say seven, tomorrow night?"

"Seven it is." Natasha agreed before placing a small kiss on her boyfriend's lips before a couple of thoughts sprung to mind "Two questions though. Smart or casual? And am I going to need to check into a mental institution afterwards?"

Y/N chuckled "Casual, and no..... Well probably not....... Well, you should have one on standby just in case. I mean some would argue that you should've checked into one when we started dating."

Natasha let out a cute laugh "Well I like forward to it then." She replied before Y/N left her to continue with her gym session with the redhead's mood for the day significantly increased afterwards.

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1 day later

Natasha was getting ready for her date with Y/N in her room and trying to prepare an outfit to wear, 'Y/N said casual.' She thought to herself as she looked through her assortment of clothes as to what would work.

The redhead was certainly anxious about the date. She had been to galas, fancy events, bars, restaurants, the usual date places but these had almost all been for missions, it had never been for herself and it definitely wasn't with a guy that she really, really liked, which made the prospect of the evening both exciting and nerve-wracking.

She eventually settled on a plain white t-shirt which had a v-neck and short fluttered sleeves covered by a cropped black leather jacket, along with fitted dark blue jeans which she had recently bought and she finished off her look with black Chelsea boots.

She placed a little bit of makeup on her face, just a bit of mascara nothing too over the top as she didn't believe in overdoing it, preferring to look more natural.

Romanoff left her room to meet Y/N thinking about the possible outcomes of this date with Y/N, a lot of them were positive however she aired on the side of caution that it might not go well not wanting to get ahead of herself, unfortunately these thoughts were relentlessly droning on for her.

Would it solidify their relationship?

Would they have to think about separating if it went badly?

What the hell were they even doing this evening?

Her internal monologue of thoughts were halted by a loud thud that rang throughout the corridor, it almost sounded like an earthquake of sorts which forced her to pick up the pace to a jogging speed.

She turned the corner to see Wanda and Pietro next to each other cringing intensely, whilst holding pained expressions at what exactly they were witnessing.

Natasha then also saw what was going on as her date and his Symbiote were holding a S.H.I.E.L.D agent by their throat with a bloodthirsty look in their eyes.

"My children are MORE special than you ever will be, you fucking piece of SHIT!" Y/N snarled at the agent, his jaw clenching so hard that it was a miracle that his teeth didn't all shatter.

"If you insult them again then WE will eat both your arms and then both of your legs and then we will eat your FACE right off of your head, do you understand?" Venom threatened whilst Y/N held his forearm powerfully against the windpipe of the employee.

"P-p-please." The agent whimpered, terrified for his life.

"So you will be this armless, legless, faceless thing, rolling down the street... Like a turd in the wind. Ya feel me?"

The S.H.I.E.L.D agent was gasping for air at this point and was REALLY regretting his decision to insult Wanda and Pietro because he was truly feeling Venompool's wrath.

"If you go near my kids again then the sacrifice of Jesus will look like toddler's entertainment compared to what I'll do to you." Y/N menacingly threatened the agent making sure that he was staring into the depths of his soul to increase the fear.

Venompool dropped the agent harshly to the floor with them now weeping profusely and relishing the feeling of air entering their lungs at a normal rate once again.

"Now fuck off." Y/N demanded with the S.H.I.E.L.D agent scampering away, thankful that his life was still intact. Y/N dusted his hands off and turned to his children "Unless he's got brain damage then he won't mess with you again."

"Don't you think you were a little harsh on him?" Wanda questioned, she didn't appreciate being bullied or cruelly insulted but she still had remnants of a moral compass.

"No." Y/N bluntly replied.

Pietro just smiled in admiration "I thought it was great, he looked like he was gonna wet himself."

Y/N pointed happily at his son "There's someone with the right idea, besides I can't have anyone insulting my two favourite people." He reiterated as he wrapped his arms around their shoulders which lifted the twins mood.

"You should still be a bit less physical when threatening people." Wanda advised Y/N.

"MORE less physical?"

"Hmmmmmm." Pietro put on his thinking cap for a second before coming up with a mini suggestion "Perhaps remove the threatening to eat people part."

"What!? But that's my favourite part!" Y/N and Venom both argued back at the same time making the twins chuckle at his shenanigans.

"You're an idiot." Wanda nudged her flippant father slightly.

"Hey, I just want these fuckers around here to listen to Aretha and show you some R-E-S-P-E-C-T." Y/N reiterated, figuring his children had already done more by battling Ultron in Sokovia than most S.H.I.E.L.D agents had and will ever do in their careers.

"That would've been embarrassing if you spelt that wrong." Venom stated, always holding out hope that his host would make a fool of himself just for his own pleasure.

"I know right."

"All the money Stark put into this compound and yet a Human Resources department wasn't included." Pietro quipped, sniggering at his own remark yet Wanda thought it to be more true than funny.

The trio then heard footsteps heading in their direction and noticed Natasha approaching, strutting about like she owned the place. Y/N took in her appearance, admiring how she was looking as fine always and man was he impressed.

Y/N himself was wearing a whiter than white vest covered by a long sleeved, black buttoned up baseball shirt along with fresh looking blue jeans and white Air Jordan 1 Lasers. Looking casual yet not underdressed.

The Merc wolf whistled in admiration "Hot Diggity dog! Do you look fantastic or what?" Completely blanking out that he threatened to kill someone barely a minute ago.

Natasha thought Y/N was over exaggerating to a certain degree "I'm only in regular clothes." She said, glancing down at her attire but based on Y/N's reaction, she'd made a good decision.

Y/N ruffled the twins hair a bit before putting his arm around Natasha's waist who leaned on him slightly "And like I said yesterday, you look good in anything, you'd even look good in that meat dress Lady Gaga wore."

"Don't sell yourself short, you look great too." Natasha said, placing a small kiss on Y/N's cheek before turning her attention to the his teenage children "So what was all that about?" She pointed to the large dent in the wall with a dozen or so cracks branching off from it.

"Oh nothing." Pietro tried to wave off as he and Wanda eyeballed the floor in slight shame.

"It was not nothing." Y/N chimed in.

"You don't have to defend us all the time." Wanda tried to bargain but Y/N wasn't having any of it.

"If people are gonna say shit like that to you then I'm gonna fuck 'em up, it's as simple as that." Y/N retorted in a calm manner however that attitude would go away if someone bad mouthed the Maximoffs.

Natasha sighed, she knew that since the defeat of Ultron. Wanda and Pietro had been enjoying their time with Y/N since they'd agreed to give the whole father/child relationship a go. However, the kids had often found themselves the subject of ridiculing by other people as many still didn't trust them especially after their stints with Hydra and Ultron.

"It happened again!?" Nat exasperated "What was it this time?" She asked with concern manner for their wellbeing.

Pietro shrugged "Oh you know, the usual, he called us a couple of freaks and said we belong in a circus or prison rather than The Avengers."

Natasha was immensely displeased and could see why Y/N threatened that guy now "Unbelievable! You both helped massively in Sokovia. Why can't people realise that you're good people?" The redhead asked aloud, part of her wishing that Y/N had finished the job on the agent who threatened the twins.

Y/N threw his hands up in the air "A question we would all love the answer to." Pretty disgusted that very few would even try to get to know the Maximoffs, he believed that people's opinions would surely change if they made the effort.

"I guess everyone else isn't as accepting as you two." Wanda theorised with her expression being bitter. Pietro on the other hand was still irritated by the ordeal but wasn't nearly as bothered as Wanda was.

Y/N noticed Wanda's distaste of people's attitudes towards her and her brother "Please don't listen to those fuckers." He pleaded with them "You've always got us.... And Steve and Sam and Rhodey and Vision..." Y/N probably would've listed all of the Avengers had Pietro not interrupted him.

"It's kinda hard not to hear it though." Pietro explained in a nonchalant manner but there was certainly a degree of seriousness to his tone.

Y/N exhaled a large volume of air out through his nose "You know you two can be whoever, whatever you wanna be. Even someone good....... Just in case anyone has ever told you different." The words he said were to counteract what they had gone through with Hydra and the philosophies that they'd have tried to implement during the time there.

Wanda and Pietro didn't reply and it wasn't really necessary to, the sentiment was already there which was nice to know that they had Y/N's full support. Natasha also subtly smiled at Y/N, she could see how much he truly cared for the Sokovian teenagers' wellbeing and how attached he'd become to them in a short period of time.

Wanda's previous bitter expression soon turned to one of joy when thinking about was in store for her and his girlfriend this evening "Shouldn't you two be going on your date?"

Y/N looked uncertain as he glanced at Natasha "Are you sure?" He asked both of his children "If people are bothering you, we can always reschedule right?" He asked the nicely dressed woman.

"Of course, I don't mind at all." Natasha instantly responded, she also had a strong amount of care for Y/N's two teenagers and hated seeing them upset "Maybe we can all watch a movie together?" She offered up as an alternative.

Pietro immediately waved his hands in disagreement ,"Nah, it's fine. I think Y/N's got them sufficiently scared shitless, at least for tonight."

"Are you sure?" Y/N wanted to make absolutely certain that it was alright to go.

"Yes it's fine! Go on your date." Wanda slightly went over the top with her response.

"Alright then." Y/N said, a piece of him pretty glad that he and Natasha didn't have to take a rain check.

L/N put his hand into his pocket and pulled out some cash which he hand to the twins "I don't know what time we'll be back, so that's about a hundred dollars, go to the cinema, order Mexican food, cause some trouble but not too much. Just go wild."

Pietro immediately snatched the cash before his sister could get her hands on it "Aw sweet! We have to go and see Jurassic World."

Wanda forced her brother's palm open with her powers and levitated the money over to her own "I think we should go and see Inside Out." Wanda countered.

"OR we could see both."

Pietro and Wanda were having a tennis style discussion about which movie to go and see first whilst talking about food to get, how they were going to get into the city etcetera. Usually in the past Pietro would've just run them wherever they needed to go but Steve suggested for them to not use their powers outside of the compound.

L/N and Romanoff watched the twins iron out the details of their night ahead as the former whispered into the latter's ear "Kids."

"Are expensive." Venom chimed in.

The Black Widow smiled back at Venompool "I think they're cute."

"Y/N!" Both twins exclaimed at the same time.

"Yes?"

"Please can we have more money to do everything we wanna do tonight?" Pietro put his hands together in a begging motion.

"What!? A hundred dollars isn't enough?"

Pietro started listing off the reasons why the twins needed more money "You know how much food I need, good seats that aren't near someone whose always crinkling a bag of crisps, transport."

"Alright, alright." Y/N cut off his son "I get the point." He then had a quick thought in his mind perhaps to try and be the 'cool dad' "Watch this."

The trio all watched Y/N with intrigue as he pressed he hovered his middle and index fingers over his thumb and brought them up to his mouth then blew a small waft of air to produce a crisp twenty dollar bill between his fingers.

(A/N - So ironic the film is called Justice League, because just about every damn charcater was given the justice they deserved in the Snyder Cut.)

They were all slightly astounded by the parlour trick, particularly Natasha who was continually learning new things that Y/N could do with each passing day.

"And you thought you were the only who could do magic?" Y/N teased Wanda with the biggest shit eating grin he could muster up.

"That was impressive." Wanda looked very impressed by her father's trick "But is your magic handy like mine?" Wanda questioned, still feeling her tricks were superior to Y/N's.

"You'd be surprised how many times I've done that trick with small blades and delivered the ol' Avada Kedavra." Y/N gloated about the extra panache he added when killing his victims.

"How lovely." Pietro voiced in a disapproving manner.

He handed the extra twenty dollars to Wanda as she was the more responsible of the two "That enough for your evening?"

"Welllllllllll..." Pietro started perhaps wanting to shake Y/N down a bit further but his plans were blown out of the water by his sister.

"That's great, thanks Y/N." Wanda graciously thanked Y/N as she took the extra money from him whilst Pietro offered him a thankful smile in return.

"Don't mention it, as for transport, get Rhodey to take you." Y/N advised "DON'T ask Steve or Sam." He warned them.

"Why not?" Pietro questioned.

Y/N and Natasha looked at each other for a few seconds before laughing in irony "Steve drives literally like an old man just to be 'safe', all five miles below the speed limit and shit." Y/N explained with Pietro particularly unimpressed with Steve's slow and safe style of driving.

"And Sam, everytime I get in the car with him UGHHH!" Y/N sounded pretty disgusted "I think I'd rather take my chances in Oscar Pistorius' bathroom." L/N emphasised just how bad of a driver Wilson really was.

"Dark but I see your point." Pietro commented.

"Yeah, He's not a good driver. Just awful." Natasha added, she wouldn't have worded it like Y/N but the point stood nonetheless.

Y/N then invited the brother and sister in closer "Plus between you and me." He whispered to the twins "Rhodey really wants to see Inside Out."

Wanda giggled as she never thought the man behind War Machine would desperately want to see a Disney film whereas Pietro just found it genuinely funny "Alright, we'll go ask him now. I might even get some driving tips off of him." Wanda said.

Pietro scoffed "Who needs to drive when you're already the fastest man alive." He then sped off in a flash with the slight gust he'd created making Y/N, Natasha and Wanda's hair flow in the wind.

"Idiot." Wanda muttered, then reverted her attention back to Venompool and Black Widow, looking very giddy "You two had better have fun on your date." She wished but it actually sounded more like a demand.

Natasha chuckled at how excited Wanda was for the pair "I'm sure we will, you enjoy yourselves too." Wanda nodded her head in appreciation, she turned to leave but at the very last second turned on her heels with her sneakers squeaking on the floor.

"One last thing." Wanda said, putting her index finger in the air.

"Wha-OOF." Y/N got his answer in the form of a bone crushing hug from his slender teenage daughter which almost knocked the wind right out of him.

Y/N was caught off guard initially but put his arms around the brunette girl's back and hugged her, gripping her tightly as well.

Natasha watched as her boyfriend and his daughter held each other for a few seconds with a smile that never left her face 'She is gonna be such as a Daddy's girl.' The Black Widow thought to herself.

"Thanks for helping us." Wanda said filled with gratitude, it was nice for both her and Pietro to have someone else who looked out for them rather than just each other.

The pair pulled away and Y/N rubbed Wanda's upper arms "Anything for you two."

Wanda chuckled slightly as she looked slightly embarrassed "Don't let Pietro hear that." She joked, the brunette then glanced over to Natasha who was patiently waiting then let out a small gasp as thought that she was delaying the pair "I'm sorry, I should let you go."

Natasha playfully scoffed "There's no need to be sorry."

The enhanced girl subconsciously knew that but didn't want to waste anymore of their time though "Still I should find my brother before he does something stupid."

"I wouldn't worry, I'm taking all the stupid with me." Natasha assured as she patted Y/N on the shoulder making the two women laugh at the male's expense.

"Hey!" Y/N exclaimed.

"Is she wrong though?" Wanda questioned with raised eyebrows, already knowing the answer.

"No." Y/N ashamedly answered.

"Thought not." Wanda grinned from ear to ear "See you later." She said as she waved to the pair who gave her one in return.

The Sokovian teen went off to find her brother and Rhodey so that they could get their night started. As Wanda was jogging down the corridor, Y/N yelled one last thing to her "If anyone else bothers you, there's a shit load of explosives in my room! You're welcome to them!"

Natasha was giving Y/N a 'seriously' look to which Y/N responded with a simple shrug of his shoulders "What? House blowing up builds character."

"I'm sure an exploded building won't inconvenience anyone." Natasha sarcastically responded.

"Pffft! Stark can always pay to rebuild it. He probably drinks the blood of poor people."

"This coming from the part vampire." Natasha raised her eyebrows at Y/N's thoughts on Tony which did silence him for a few seconds. Romanoff shook her head and put her hands behind her back as she had an eager expression on her face "So are you ready to go?"

"I believe I am." Y/N assured as he and Romanoff strolled along the hallway to head out of the compound.

As they walked along Y/N's nose twitched as he picked up a particular fragrance that had a nice aura to it, Natasha looked up at her taller boyfriend "What is it?"

"Oh nothing." Y/N waved off before he tapped his nose three times and explained "The schnozz got a huge upgrade from the vampirism plus you've got quite a distinct scent."

Natasha narrowed her eyes at Y/N "Are you saying I stink?" She wanted to make him think she was offended just to make him sweat a little but she knew that he meant no harm, didn't mean that she couldn't have some fun though.

Venom was pretty good on his pop culture thanks to the near 30 years of being bonded to Y/N "I'm pretty sure this is one of those questions lovers ask and you HAVE to say no, even if it's true."

The alien symbiote was 100% correct and Y/N shook his head rapidly from side to side, any faster and his head would've flown off of his shoulders "Fuck no! You smell amazing! I just recognise your perfume that's all." Y/N really felt like he had to stress that point.

Natasha hummed contently at his answer but it also gave her a quick idea "Oh yeah, what is it?" Natasha pressed him, wanting to see what he knew about her.

"Diaghilev, it's named after the founder of the Ballet Russes and you love ballet but never admit it because you think it makes you look like a girly-girl." Y/N very confidently answered.

Natasha was in pure awe that Y/N knew such personal details about her, it showed to her that he at least listened and paid attention to her rather than just drool over her, which was the impression she had built up of him during the first year or two of meeting him.

"Impressive, clearly it's not just your mouth that works then." Romanoff complimented "So how are getting to wherever it is that we're going?

"Trust me Romanoff, I have got us the best transportation that not even money can buy." Y/N assured.

The redhead had an anxious look on her face "Your version of 'best' is very different to most other people's." The cogs in her brain thinking of Y/N's previous 'best' scenarios.

The pair went outside, thankfully with it being early July the evening was one of warm temperatures and a gentle breeze, so it was an idyllic setting for a date.

As soon as the pair got outside, they saw their mode of transport which was going to take them into New York City for their date, a yellow taxi cab parked on the road with a recognisable driver at the wheel who waved to gain their attention.

"DOPINDER!" Y/N cheerfully greeted running up to the man with his arms flapping about in the air like the Wacky Waving Inflatable Arm Flailing Tube Men.

"Hello Mr VP." Dopinder greeted his enhanced mercenary client.

"How's it going Brown Panther?" Y/N questioned his friend's life events as he opened the back door of the taxi for Natasha.

Dopinder let out a a large depressed sigh deep from his lungs "To be honest VP, Taxiing isn't as sexy as it looks."

"I mean Fake Taxi would like a word with you." Y/N countered however Dopinder didn't understand the reference.

"This is a real taxi VP" Dopinder responded with slight confusion as to why Y/N was questioning the existence of his banged up and dented yellow taxi.

Dopinder got into the driver's seat of the taxi and put on some music that reflected his heritage, the volume not too loud as not to disturb anyone.

"M'Lady." Y/N said, leaning against the open back door of the taxi and doing an over the top bow. Natasha thanked him before stepping into the taxi, followed by Y/N who shut the door behind.

Dopinder drove away from The Avengers Compound following the road as they journeyed towards the City Of Dreams with the recently established couple of Venompool and Black Widow hoping to fulfill ones of having a great date.

"So how do you two know each other?" Natasha questioned, no real recipient of the question but hoping that either would fill in the gaps for her.

Y/N had explained to her that Dopinder had driven them from New Jersey all the way to D.C. back when S.H.I.E.L.D were after them and that they had clicked so had kept in touch with Dopinder being Y/N's chauffeur on his missions during his hiatus from the Avengers.

"Don't you get worried about getting hurt?" Natasha queried, from her perspective the skinny Indian taxi driver looked like a paper cut would be enough to warrant a major surgical procedure.

"Oh yes, it is quite terrifying." Dopinder replied as if it was obvious "But VP is helping me get over my fears so I can one day fulfill my dreams of becoming a contract killer." He definitively stated, the driver's mind thinking about the first time he went with Y/N and how exhilarating it was watching him in his ever so exciting line of work.

Natasha side eyed Y/N who was confidently nodding along and impressed with Dopinder's enthusiasm believing that his kitten like innocence would perhaps provide on edge on enemies.

"Really? You're encouraging it?" Natasha said to Y/N looking very unimpressed by his choices.

Y/N was unsure of what the problem was "What? I need someone to do more mercenary jobs so that I can spend more time with you and the kids." He defended, which was something that he actually wanted to do.

Natasha found it sweet that Y/N was wanting to cut down on work that had been a mainstay in his life for well over Century but still didn't fully support it "Don't you have other friends you can get involved for that kind of work?"

"It's alright Miss Black Widow." Dopinder reassured the concerned passenger "VP has taught me so much already. the first rule of being a contract killer is using Minimum Effort."

Y/N slapped his own forehead "No, no, NO! It's Maximum Effort. Use MAXIMUM Effort." He repeated.

"Oh yes." He thoughtlessly said out loud "But you always make things look so effortless... Like Natalie Portman in Swan Lake." He dreamily complimented back after witnessing some of his previous work.

'Oh dear god.' Natasha thought to herself, her head deep within her hands.

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Dopinder had navigated through the difficult New York traffic especially with how busy it was and how slow they were going which any driver or passenger would know could make for a very tedious and irritating journey however Y/N and Natasha had kept each other entertained.

"And THAT is why Jaws should have finished at one film and NEVER have become a franchise." Concluding his detailed and compelling argument about why Steven Spielberg's masterpiece of a Summer Blockbuster should have been left alone.

"Huh, well it makes sense the sequels suck." Natasha agreed with Y/N's take on the Jaws films as she loved the original film.

"I have never seen those films, sharks terrify me with their sharp teeth and large bodies." Dopinder added his own thoughts in his usual quiet, slow and somewhat fearful tone "Tandoori fish is my limit with sea creatures."

"You really need t- WE'RE HERE!!!" Y/N yelled out of nowhere causing Dopinder to slam the brakes on instantly with the yellow car coming to a halt with the tires squeaking on the road and white smoke coming from them due to the friction.

Dopinder looked behind towards the couple "I presume a crisp high five." The taxi driver then put up his right hand to Y/N.

Y/N shook his head "No,no,no,no,no." L/N repeated in rapid succession "For you? Ten." Y/N held up both of his hands to the Indian taxi driver as they engaged in a high ten. Natasha gave her thanks and farewells to Dopinder before opening the taxi door and letting herself out with Y/N not far behind.

The pair watch Dopinder drive away into the heinous New York City traffic but now that they had time to themselves, Y/N decided to ask a question as they gently walked down the street "So you know that I have been on some crazy adventures. What's the weirdest mission you've ever been on?" He figured figuring she'd had some interesting experiences.

"Hmmm, good question." Natasha replied as she thought about the catalogue of experiences and missions that she had been on during her life.

"Perhaps the Budapest story with you and Clint? I've always wanted to know that story." Y/N queried, hoping Natasha would agree.

However the redhead wasn't sure if she was ready to share that part of her life with Y/N just yet, especially the events on that mission yet was sure that over time she would "Maybe another time."

"Fine." Y/N huffed in disappointment.

"Weirdest mission I've ever been on besides meeting you, is probably when Clint and I got intel that there were terrorists planning to bomb the Leaning Tower of Pisa."

"Maybe they were doing the world a favour by trying to straighten it up." Y/N offered up as a possible motive for trying to attack one of the world's most famous landmarks "All the tourist twats that post pictures of them pretending to hold it up and use it as their Facebook profile pic." Y/N then began dry heaving spectacularly.

"I somehow doubt that but who knows." Natasha shut down Y/N's possible theory. "When the two of us ambushed them, they were all doing a massive amount of drugs. Cocaine, Heroin, you name it." Natasha further explained her story, giggling at the memory along with Y/N.

"They were very disoriented for what was supposed to be a very dangerous group, so looking back it was very funny to see them scuttle about like a bunch of headless chickens. Unfortunately they were armed to the teeth so we did have to kill them." She then lightly hit Y/N in the stomach, figuring he would enjoy this particular detail "I had to kill a guy with a bong which was a new experience."

Y/N bellowed with laughter as he could picture Natasha and Clint so vividly in that situation "Please tell me that you said some cool shit when you killed them? Like 'Thought you were going to live? You're dead bong!'" Y/N begged but unfortunately that wasn't how Natasha worked.

She chuckled at the pun "I'm always focused on the mission, no time for jokes like you." Natasha retorted how her attention was solely on getting the job done.

"Shame." Y/N clicked his tongue in disappointment "There's so many pun-able opportunities when fighting people on drugs."

"Why don't you give me a few so I can bank them for next time." Natasha suggested which put Y/N into a slightly giddy state.

"Ready yourself for some cringe." Y/N excitedly stated as he prepared to give Natasha some terrible punchlines.

"Fuck." Venom muttered, desperately wanting to turn off his hearing for the awful puns that were about to ensue.

"Have you heard Sir Mix-A-Lot's new remix, Baby Got Crack!"

"Bad."

"Prepare to meet your Magic Mush-Doom."

"Absolutely not."

"I'm going to LSD-estroy you."

"Awful."

"You're the villain and I'm the heroin."

"Eh."

"I hate to be blunt but it's high time to die."

Natasha laughed at the terrible suggestions however Y/N's enthusiastic and confident delivery of them was something had managed to make it enjoyable for her. "Probably the best one of the lot." She admitted with a slight shrug.

"I must say my ego has taken a bit of a hit. That is not a pun." He immediately reassured because neither could probably handle anymore bad puns.

"Sometimes you need to be brought back down to Earth." She then tapped his temple with two of her fingers "That head of yours tends to be somewhere else most of the time."

"Since when do you complain about where my head goes?" Y/N suggestively teased with a couple of eyebrow raises.

"Who said I was complaining?" Natasha returned with a smirk.

For the next few minutes, the pair walked along past various buildings and people, one guy was already so drunk that he had done tripped over a barrier and done a front flip onto the concrete sidewalk.

"Ooooh we're close to our food stop off." Y/N announced.

Natasha remained intrigued and not long after they came across a fast food truck that Y/N had been a fan of whenever he had been in New York named Russo Brothers Grub Truck.

Inside there was a middle-aged Caucasian man who was working the grill. He had short brown hair and a bit of a beer belly but compensated by having a really good mustache.

"What's up bud!" Y/N greeted in a upbeat tone to the man.

The man immediately recognised Y/N and lit up like a Christmas tree "Y/N! It's always nice to see you good sir." He greeted with his usual cheerful manner before recognising L/N's company "Who's your friend?"

"I'm his Girlfriend, Natasha." The redhead corrected and had already worked out that clearly Y/N was friends with this person "And you are?"

He gave a slight wave "Peter."

"Nice to meet you." Natasha politely nodded her head in Peter's direction.

"Likewise."

"So you two know each other?" Natasha asked, seeing that Y/N had banked on a little help from friends for the evening.

"Yeah, I often come when I'm in New York, best food around!" Y/N gave the food truck the respect he thought it deserved "Peter's been working for a while along with Joe and Anthony, they're the owners." Y/N explained with Natasha nodding along to his tale.

"It's funny seeing as I have both Type 1 and 2 Diabetes." Peter blurted out the random fact, kinda flexing that he had medical issues which was a strange thing to be prideful in.

"That's all the diabetes." Y/N said but made it sound like it was a groundbreaking fact that few knew "I'm waiting to see if he'll discover Type 3 diabetes."

"So what can I get you both?" Peter questioned, getting back into his professional mode.

"I'll take the usual, triple cheeseburger, large fries and a coke." L/N requested then side eyed Romanoff "And for the lady?"

Natasha had a quick glance over the menu that behind Peter who stepped to the side to make sure she could get a proper view of what the food truck had to offer.

"I'll have what he's having." She told Peter who got onto making their food straight away whilst Y/N was surprised at her choice which Natasha immediately took notice of it "What?"

"Nothin', sure you can handle something that big?" Y/N challenged.

The redhead trapped her bottom lip with her teeth as she knocked him jn the thigh playfully with her hip "I think you and I both know that I can." She teased with a bewitching wink.

Y/N made a slightly goofy face and put his hands up "My mistake, I shouldn't have questioned that."

"No you shouldn't. I may be a skinny woman but I've got a big appetite." Natasha affirmed that a big meal was certainly one for her.

The manchild poked Natasha in the shoulder "Title of your sex tape." Y/N quipped with his razor sharp wit.

"I should've seen that coming." Natasha said to herself.

"The Natasha Romanoff Sequel."

The redhead groaned in frustration looking up at the blue, evening sky "I'm gonna keep my mouth closed from now on." She very quickly saw that Y/N was about to say something else and pointed at him with dangerous looking expression "DON'T!" She threatened just as the Merc was about to say something though her scary tone immediately reduced Y/N to silence.

After a minute or so of quiet, Y/N couldn't resist the urge of getting one final jibe in "I am a sucker for a good trilogy." He muttered, earning a playful scoff from Natasha which soon diverged into light laughter from the pair.

It was soon cut off though by the inhabitant in Y/N's body who cleared his throat overdramatically because he wanted something "AHEM." Venom's deep voice rung in Y/N's ears "I'm here too you know, where's my food?"

"I thought you were going to be quiet." Y/N retorted.

"I'm starving and your meal is not gonna be enough, just get another of the same." Venom fired back, seeming pretty desperate for food "I'll even carry the food for you."

"Is that code for 'I'm gonna eat it'?" Y/N assumed the ideas that Venom was going to have.

Peter was looking at Y/N strangely as from his perspective, one of his most valued customers seemed to be arguing with thin air. Natasha also saw his quizzical reaction and came up with a half decent cover story of Venom's existence "He very much likes the sound of his own voice, always arguing with himself." She laughed off with Peter joining in also seemingly accepting that as an answer.

"I won't!" The symbiote definitively stated "You're on a date, I'm not gonna screw it up for you." Venom was fully aware of how much this date meant to his host so was determined to do his utmost to stay out of the way.

Y/N heard the genuine tone in the Klyntar's words and unfortunately it was either get Venom food as well or let him snack on some of his major organs "Fine." L/N smiled at the food truck employee "Sugarbear can I get another one of those as well."

"Sure thing." He happily stated as he grabbed a few more cold patties and threw them on the large grill with them immediately sizzling on impact.

"Venom hungry again?" Natasha quietly asked Y/N, figuring she already had a strong idea of what was going on with Y/N nodding in confirmation not surprising Natasha one bit.

"I like her, she knows me so well."

The food continued to cook with Peter creating small talk with the usual 'How's everything been?' and whatnot. The redhead meanwhile reached into the back pocket of her jeans to grab some cash to pay for her meal.

Natasha's actions didn't go unnoticed by Y/N, with him seeing the valuable paper in her hand "Oh I don't think so." Y/N retorted, lightly pushing Natasha's wrist down by her side "I'm paying."

"It's fine Y/N. I'm not exactly breaking the bank here." Natasha countered figuring it was fair to pay for her own stuff.

"Yeahhhhhhh but I invited you out on a date so I should be the one to pay."

"So chivalrous." Natasha remarked, putting her money into the back pocket of her jeans.

"Well there's still some of us kickin'."

Y/N got out his wallet which had the Muppets all over it and pulled out a few dollar bills whilst Nat admired his style of wallet that had Kermit, Gonzo, Miss Piggy and a whole assortment of the famous cast decorated on it.

"You know for a brutal, tough guy. You are one HELL of a nerd." The redhead laughed as Y/N handed Peter the $21 for their food and beverages. For a food truck in New York, their items on the menu were remarkably well valued especially seeing how good they were.

"See, you say that like it's an insult but seeing as I don't have a 'legal job' then what else is there to do other than watch movies and TV, read books and listen to banging tunes." Y/N defended his love of pop culture.

"Well I know who I want on my team if we ever do a bar quiz." She joked as they waited patiently for their food all whilst Peter flipped their burgers on the grill to let them sizzle.

"You two are cute together." Peter commented on the pair's comfort around one another whilst he placed the spatula down on the patties to cook them a bit more.

The pair remained silent and were both slightly embarrassed as this was new territory for both. However, it was nice to see that people with an outside perspective saw that they clearly enjoyed one another's company.

The pair stood idly for a few minutes whilst Peter prepared their food - sizzling the various burgers on the large grill, cooking their fries until they were a crunchy, golden brown and pulling out ice cold cokes from the cooler.

"Voila." He said as he presented them their food after wrapping their burgers in aluminium foil to keep them hot and putting fries into a cardboard container, packaging it all into brown paper bag along with their cokes. They both thanked Peter as they took the three bags off of him and into their own possession.

"I've been meaning to ask, are you still looking to do that whole X-Force thing? Because I am IN if you are!" Peter excitedly questioned Y/N as the couple grabbed some various condiment sachets to put onto their triple cheeseburger patties later.

Y/N gave Peter a strained smile "Not until 2018 my friend."

"Oh." Peter looked a little disappointed "You'll make sure to tell me then won't you?"

"Yes." Y/N said as he and Nat began walking backwards from the truck "I'll make sure to contact you." He then took a big bite out of his burger and waved to Peter "Later Sugarbear."

"Bye Y/N, Nice to meet you Natasha." Peter enthusiastically waved goodbye to the pair.

"You too." She returned the gesture as she followed Y/N's lead down the street with them heading to their destination, the assassin took a whiff of her food "Damn, this smells really appetising."

"When you eat as much as I do, you tend to have really good taste in food." Y/N remarked, already knowing his knowledge of food was pretty top tier.

Y/N kindly took the food and whilst no one was looking, Venom subtly grabbed the food and took inside of Y/N so that he could hold onto it, having a Symbiote who could just store everything was pretty handy.

The Klyntar native began scoffing his face as soon as he got his hands on the food making Y/N call him a "Greedy Fuck" before he and Natasha continued on down the street.

Instead of walking just side by side like they were before, Natasha felt Y/N's arm snake around her and pulling in closer to him "The old 'Put your arm around the girl' trick eh?. Cute." Natasha joked, biting her lip slightly afterwards.

"I can let you go if you if it pleases the court." Y/N coyly offered, not wanting to overstep boundaries on this occasion.

Natasha didn't respond initially but instead nestled herself in closer to Y/N, leaning her head slightly onto his side which admittedly made walking a tad bit difficult but just being closer to one another was worth it.

"Don't you dare." She replied with a smile that was so wide, it actually started hurting her cheeks.

Casually walking down the street, Y/N upped the ante a little by brushing his fingers over Romanoff's ribcage and tickling her slightly making her yelp with laughter thanks to him finding her weak spot, she gave him a soft slap in the chest making both of them giggle. The redhead in particular was really struggling to keep a smile of her face.

(A/N - Who is the best Brooklyn Nine Nine character? For me it's gotta be Captain Holt.)

They just so happened to be walking by a restaurant with an outdoor seating area. An older couple in their fifties were having a seafood dinner together and enjoying an evening to themselves watched the giggling couple pass them by, jolly expressions appearing on their faces as they reminisced about the joys of the past.

"That's a sight to warm the heart." The brunette woman breathed dreamily "Do you remember when that was us Ben? Young, stupid and in love." The woman asked her husband before eating a shrimp.

The man sitting opposite chuckled, figuring his wife was right to some extent "That's still us now May. Minus the young part, still stupid and more in love." He remarked the married pair agreed before grabbing their glasses of red wine and raising them.

"To love." They both toasted, clinking them together before taking a small sip of the alcoholic beverages, continuing to enjoy their evening away from their teenage nephew whose recent peculiar behaviour (probably caused by that bitch called puberty) was a catalyst for this night to even occur.

If only they knew the events that would transpire for them later that night.

(A/N - Spider-Man No Way Home trailer, what's the verdict?)

--

Meanwhile, Y/N and Natasha walked contently for a few blocks still holding onto one another simply absorbing the affection that they were offering to the other until they had reached a large outdoor area of nature and greenery.

"The park? Is there where we're having our date?" Natasha questioned, glancing around at the freshly planted summer flowers which were all an exuberant set of bright and happy colours, very reflective of her current mood.

Y/N scoffed "Way too cliché, I thought we'd take the scenic route though to stroll through. Plus it's a good place to sit down and eat."

"I wouldn't have taken you for a guy who enjoys a stroll in the park."

"I'm not really, I'm like usually like a dog chasing a squirrel or that I'd had a 24 pack of Red Bull in one sitting." He joked, often being wild when given the chance however this time he breathed in some fresh park air and exhaled slowly "But I wanna slow down and savour it a bit more with someone I really like having around." He admitted, being very genuine.

"Well I'm very happy to be that person." She replied with a big smile on her face.

Y/N looked right at Natasha as they followed the concrete path before settling down a small park bench to eat their fast food. The two made themselves and Venom casually handed them their bags of food and soft drinks however when Y/N looked inside his bag, there was a notable absentee.

"Where. The FUCK are my fries?"

The Klyntar smacked his lips together and used his tongue to lick up any remnants off of his mouth "Oops."

Not wanting to let another bickering between host and symbiote get in the way of their date, Natasha slid her fries in the middle of her and Y/N "Here you can share mine." She said before getting a few of the potato food and eating them.

Y/N grinned at the gesture "Aren't you sweet?" Natasha nodded her head in a 'Yeah, I am' manner "Thank you." He appreciatively said before grabbing a handful of fries and chomping down on them.

"Easy tiger." Natasha sportively warned "They're not gonna run away."

"Awww, look at me creating couple-y moments." The Klyntar then surmised that he was intruding again "I'm gonna shut up now."

Natasha soon unwrapped her burger and was about to take a bite when she noticed the mercenary staring at her intently "Why are you staring at me?" She questioned.

"Can't I stare at you because you're beautiful?" Y/N smoothly questioned with his usual charm on fill display.

"You could." She would take that compliment everyday of the week. "But I wouldn't believe you."

Y/N clicked his tongue "Fine, I wanted to see your face when you eat this amazing burger." Y/N excitedly pointed to his unwrapped triple cheeseburger.

The Black Widow knew Venompool well enough to know that he would have an ulterior motive "That's my Y/N." She didn't need the sweet nothings all the time but instead her unconventional weirdo. She then proceeded to take a large chunk out of the burger and began to chew on it.

"What do you reckon? Amazing right?" Y/N confidently assumed Natasha's answer before taking a big bite out his burger.

The redhead savoured her burger, her face lighting up at how delicious it was "Holy shit, this is really good! Better than Burger King's and waaaaaay better than McDonald's."

Y/N started spluttering like an engine as he felt a piece of unchewed burger get stuck in his windpipe, Natasha quickly hit him on the back a few times to dislodge it "Are you okay?" She knew he would be but her concern was still there.

"Not really." Y/N coughed with the redhead still a little concerned "You like Burger King over McDonald's." He trembled with a horrified tone.

Natasha rolled her eyes thinking that something might have actually been wrong but in hindsight, she should've known better "The clue is in the name - Burger KING." Really emphasising the royal title in the Fast Food chains' name.

"Oh. My. God. My girlfriend likes Burger King over McDonald's, that's like putting milk in before the cereal. It's just wrong." Y/N defended his preference of Fast Food chains.

Natasha decided to entertain the 'lovers tiff' that they were having "Wait, you don't put milk in before the cereal?" Tittering to herself when she saw Y/N's horrified reaction once again.

"Holy shit! You're a psychopath!" Y/N mockingly insulted his girlfriend "Let me guess you're an Amber Heard fangirl as well."

After hearing that little comment it was the final straw for Natasha who grabbed Y/N's forearm, forcing him to turn towards her "Too far." She lowly yet menacingly stated.

The pair looked deeply into each others eyes for a few seconds. Then a few more seconds. Then a few more. It had soon descended into a staring contest with neither one willing to break.

"Are we really having a staring contest right now?" Natasha queried, still not breaking eye contact.

"Yep." Y/N confirmed, bobbing his head from side to side to try and deter his girlfriend's concentration which he knew was gonna be a slight obstacle as she was a very focused woman.

However even the badass and often fear inducing spy had her breaking points and there was one that he was more than willing to exercise. Y/N shuffled himself along the wooden bench towards, he kissed Natasha on the lips which surprised the Widow.

Both of their lips still had the burger taste on them which didn't make the kiss particularly romantic yet Romanoff still melted into it anyways like she often found herself doing, she tenderly placed her hand on his cheek and closed her eyes.

Then Y/N pulled away suddenly.

"BOOM! I win!" Y/N exclaimed, successfully tricking the Black Widow and defeating her in the staring contest.

"Did you really just kiss me to win a staring contest?" What Y/N didn't know was that Romanoff was planning to do the exact same thing just a second later unfortunately he beat her to it. They both knew they were each other's weakness.

"Did you really NOT kiss me to win the staring contest!?" Y/N argued back, many found it difficult to argue with Y/N's stupidity and the Black Widow was no exception.

'That's my boyfriend.' Natasha thought to herself but was much more proud of that fact than anything else.

The pair ate the rest of their meals and had some general chat, sharing more than few laughs here and there. Overall it was going pretty well between the two so far, any remaining nerves they had prior were being murdered as the date went on.

After they'd finished eating the pair sat quietly on the bench, Y/N was more slouched which allowed the redhead to snuggle in closer to Y/N and use his shoulder as a temporary pillow, Y/N also rested his head on top of hers as they looked out over the variety of things going on in the park.

There was fellow in the distance playing songs on his guitar whilst passers by dropped the odd bit of change into his guitar case. A couple of squirrels chasing each other up and around the trees all in the search of some food.

The main thing that most people would notice though was a group of shirtless college aged lads throwing a football around whilst their female friends who they were hoping to impress were sitting on a picnic blanket, chatting and smoking some weed.

One of the college lads massively overthrew the football much to the annoyance of his friends who called him all sorts, it rolled on the ground and landed near the feet of the superhero couple. The lads were almost definitely expecting Y/N to throw it back however Natasha reacted first and picked up the ball, tossing it in her hands for a few seconds.

One of the 'Alpha' members who definitely had a Daddy's Trust Fund sort of attitude looked at Natasha with disgust "Can you even throw this far girlie?" He rudely taunted as he stood about thirty feet away from Y/N and Natasha.

Y/N pinched his face in pain for the poor soul "Oof, Bad move buddy." He whispered to himself, thinking that the college kid had apparently chosen death today.

Natasha didn't even say a word she just chucked the ball up in the air a few feet then as soon as it landed back in her palm, she launched the ball at the unexpected guy and with pinpoint accuracy hit him straight in the dick. He dropped to the floor quicker than ten pounds of shit in a five pound sack, he cried out in pain which sent Y/N and all of the guy's friends into fits of laughter.

"AND a surprisingly quick erection for Y/N." The flippant mercenary commented, his ribs hurting from Romanoff's action.

Natasha dusted off her hands, looking very pleased with her handy work then held out her hand to the seated Y/N "Come on you, we've got a date to continue with." She invited, twiddling her fingers so that he'd take her hand.

Y/N grabbed her hand and they walked away down the path with the college guys watching them go as one of them picked up the football but left their friend writhing on the floor in pain. Y/N's enhanced hearing had allowed him to hear some of the comments that they were making as they gawked the redhead.

"I'm in love."

"If that dude wasn't with her, I would fuck the shit out of her."

"She is gonna be my baby mama."

Very typical teenage comments and thoughts about women out of their league and Y/N was almost certain that he had similar thoughts when he first saw the Black Widow. Had any of them had the nerve to come up to her and voice them, well........ Well Y/N wouldn't have needed to do a thing because Natasha was a badass and would've made them all her bitches.

The couple were walking hand in hand still laughing about the prior incident with Natasha joking that she had impressed herself by managing to hit something that small, thinking she might even be able to give Hawkeye a run for his money.

For a few minutes, the pair were certainly taking in the park's environment, examining the summery plants that were in the ground and enjoying the comfortable silence that they were enveloped, yet it was interrupted when they heard a very soft barking.

The pair simultaneously looked down at the ground to see an extremely cute and energetic little Beagle puppy running right towards them, barking at a slightly higher pitch signifying it's youth.

Y/N gasped dramatically, the Merc practically falling immediately in love with the puppy as he knelt down to stroke and play with the dog who immediately loved all the attention.

"This thing looks delicious." Venom commented, unfortunately for him he had a rule about eating dogs but that didn't mean that he wasn't tempted.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Natasha queried as she also bent down to pet the friendly dog.

"I'll check." Y/N playfully grabbed the happy canine's cheeks who tried it's best to lick him "Now I'm gonna lift up your tail to check your genitals." He instructed in a high pitched babying voice "Don't you bite me now or I might have to shoot you." He warned in the same sickly sweet tone.

"Don't check a dog's genitals in a public place you idiot!" Natasha scolded her boyfriend.

"Well how else am I supposed to check the gender then genius?" Y/N questioned.

Natasha shook her head in disbelief and decided to let actions speak louder than words as she had a look around the dog's neck "How about the collar?" She mockingly stated as she remained the collar "See Daisy. She's a girl." Answering her own prior question.

Y/N huffed "Alright I'll give you that one but it's not a hundred percent accurate." He fired back.

"Oh yeah." Natasha responded as she tickled behind the dog's ear which was clearly something Daisy enjoyed with Natasha's heart warming at the reaction.

"What if the dog's name was Alex or Charlie or Sam? Then we'd still be none the wiser. BOOM! Logic bomb dropped on you." Y/N cockily gloated, feeling as if he had defeated Natasha and won the mini squabble.

"Unbelievable." She murmured as she tickled behind the dog's ear "You know I've always wanted to have a dog." Natasha admitted "But imagine having a dog running around the Compound." She said wide eyed, thinking that a poor dog would certainly have an enriching experience however whether that was positive or negative was certainly up for debate.

"Any particular breed?" Y/N questioned Natasha further, perhaps wanting to bank her answer for the future.

"I never actually thought that far ahead." She shrugged, never needing to future proof beforehand. That ideology had certainly changed with the addition of Y/N and his two teenagers who had quickly become a constant in her life in a very short space of time "I do reckon that dogs are better than people though."

"Oh a hundred percent!" Y/N agreed wholeheartedly agreed that the canine species were superior to humans "I've always wanted a Golden Retriever, they'd be extremely useful to chew on bad guys or get my weapons from dead bodies."

Natasha figured that Y/N would probably train a dog to be his companion on missions, she could picture it so vividly "Well they're man's best friend for a reason."

"DAISY! DAISY!" A gruff male voice called out, belonging to a man with mid length black hair who had a full beard yet it was short with stubble in some places.

He made eye contact with the couple petting his dog and let out a very minimal smirk as he swaggered over to the pair "There you are girl."

"Cool dog." Y/N complimented as he got back to his feet as did Natasha "She's really friendly."

"Yeah." He returned "Still getting used to her."

"How long have you had her?" Natasha asked, figuring with the man's previous answer that he hadn't had the dog for very long.

"Couple weeks." He replied in a pretty blunt manner, unlike Y/N's motor mouth, this man was a person of very few words which certainly gave off a mysterious aura.

Y/N narrowed his eyes at the man, examining his appearance and characteristics "You look very familiar, I swear I know you from somewhere." Y/N voiced his thoughts and couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"I doubt it." The black haired man replied, figuring people who did know him don't often live to tell the tale "Some say that I look like the guy from those reality, simulation movies."

The description wasn't much to work off of but Y/N did in fact know what he was talking about "You mean The Matrix?"

"Mmm." He hummed.

Natasha studied the man a little bit more after he said that "I can sort of see it. Maybe if you lost the beard."

The dark haired bloke put his hand on either side of his bearded cheek "I quite like it, suits me." Daisy then started barking a little, clearly wanting to go back to the time where she was the centre of attention.

"I better get on home, think she's hungry." He then put a leash around her to keep her in close proximity to him "You have a good evening now."

"You too." Natasha replied, wanting to let the man go so she could spend more quality time with Y/N.

The man took his leave and walked past the happy couple then headed back to his silver Vintage 1969 Ford Mustang Boss 429. He opened his passenger door then let Daisy off her leash so she could jump up happily onto the seat.

The mystery man got into the driver's seat once his dog was comfortable and twisted his key in the ignition which roared showing off the horsepower. His eyes caught that his fuel gauge was edging towards empty. He glanced towards his dog who barked cheerfully which made him pet her on the head "Get some gas and then we'll head home, sound good?"

Daisy woofed again almost as a response to him, the man certainly thought she was smarter than the average puppy and this only elevated his belief "Good girl." He half smiled before journeying off, hoping for a quiet night.

--

"You honestly think that Wile E Coyote is a better engineer than Tony?" Natasha laughed, unsure of how they had delved into this but was enjoying it nonetheless.

"With all the contraptions Wile E has built over the years, you're telling me he DOESN'T have a PhD in engineering? He builds that shit in the middle of nowhere as well!" Y/N argued.

"But he's a cartoon." Natasha said back but her words barely registered with Y/N.

The Merc had another point to add why the Looney Tunes character was superior to Iron Man himself "Plus look how many times Wile E Coyote has run off a cliff, dropped out of the sky or been crushed by anvils and survived, the fucker has zero fear. Let's put Tony in those situations without his suit on and see how he fares."

Natasha didn't even know what to say to this ridiculous conversation but it only added to her interest of him "I really want to just take a trip inside your head and see what goes on in there, it fascinates me how you function."

Venom made his voice heard but didn't show himself on public and played down Natasha's idea "You really don't wanna be in here. There's a lot of dark and weird shit in here." Venom shuddered, practically getting chills "How have I put up with it for nearly 30 years?"

"I can handle dark." Natasha confidently claimed given her life up until this point "And weird, welllllllllll I'm getting there."

"Good luck to you.......... You're gonna need it." Venom then went back inside Y/N so he could continue to be a spectator of his host's and Natasha's date.

Natasha puffed out her cheeks "That was cryptic."

"Ehhhh well he's not wrong, I've probably turned him into a Class A psychopath." Y/N admitted but soon decided to switch up the subject "So I've got a question for you?"

"Go on."

This question had been dancing around Y/N's thoughts ever since Natasha confessed her feelings after the takedown of S.H.I.E.L.D "Well you know that I thought you were hot when we first met..... But when did you start liking me? There had to be a specific point."

"Hmmm" Natasha thought to herself for a few moments but one particular memory was clear as day and outshone all of the others "Do you remember that time on Fury's birthday?"

Y/N laughed, immediately remembering the events of that day for more reasons than one "How could I forget?"

--

Flashback - Washington D.C 2013

Y/N was running, no sprinting through the hallways at the Headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D not a single clue of where exactly he was trying to go but just needed to escape Nick Fury after a surprise for the S.H.I.E.L.D Director had gotten out of hand.

BADLY.

"This was such a dumb idea."

"The dumb ideas are usually the most fun though." He remarked as he looked for a potential hiding place from one of his oldest friends.

Y/N was sprinting at top pace, accidentally ruining some people's days by making employees drop paperwork which scattered everywhere or knocking into people causing them to spill their beverages on themselves, all in his crusade to evade Fury's fury.

Y/N often argued back by saying 'If your parents didn't fuck, then you wouldn't have been born and this situation wouldn't have occurred. Thank you and good day.'

Y/N had found himself partially in the clear but soon had his attention grabbed by what sounded like peaceful and tranquil music echoing delicately in a room he had passed.

Curiosity does often kill the cat but thankfully for Y/N, getting killed was never a physical possibility for him and was often one for his curiosity getting the best of him.

He creaked the door open slowly as not to alert anyone and stuck his head inside to see his favourite S.H.I.E.L.D agent (Besides Steve) dressed in her Black Widow suit, practicing what seemed to be... ballet?

(A/N - Ignore the aesthetic and just focus on Natasha.)

'If I had Superman's X-Ray vision, I would totally be using it right now.' Admiring how good she looked in her outfit, focusing just a little too heavily on her ass.

Y/N was fixated by Romanoff as she elegantly coasted across the floor, completely in time with the rhythm of the gentle piano that was playing over the speakers.

The song came to an end as did Natasha's dance routine after about four minutes, the woman felt as if she was in complete serenity and was pretty proud of herself for the execution of her ballet routine but continually thinking of ways to improve it.

Unbeknownst to her she had an observer who began to clap and whistle in appreciation "WHOO! That was fantastic!" Y/N praised as he made himself known to her.

Natasha was shocked to the core that someone, let alone Y/N of all people had just seen her do her ballet routine "Holy shit L/N! How long have you been standing there!?" She spat, clearly displeased to have been spied on.

"Long enough to see that you're a really fuckin' good dancer." Y/N praised further as he sauntered his way towards her.

The redhead appreciated the compliment but wouldn't let him know that "Why are you even here? To check me out." She quickly assumed.

"Well checking you out was just a bonus but I'm actually hiding from Fury." He admitted which had caused her no surprise whatsoever.

"Shocker."

"Yeah, typical Y/N." The Merc did some jazz hands "But onto WAYYYY more important things, I didn't know you could dance."

"Unlike you, I don't like to talk about everything I enjoy." Natasha fired back, her frustration still palpable.

The Widow's negative attitude wasn't rubbing off on Y/N's at all "Why not?" He asked, riddled with confusion "I wouldn't hide it if I could dance as good as you."

"Why do you think?" She sighed as she looked down at the floor perhaps in embarrassment, looking for the first time that Y/N had ever seen her.... Fragile "It's a weakness."

"What's so weak about doing something you love and clearly enjoy?" Y/N queried, not understanding the bad side of showing off things that you're good at.

Natasha scoffed "You wouldn't understand."

Y/N folded his arms "Try me."

She looked at him and considered it, allowing the silence grow for what seemed like an eternity but in actuality was around thirty seconds. She let out a big puff of air from her lungs before beginning "I'm supposed to be a heartless assassin, and ballet is not what they associate with 'The Black Widow'." She confessed to the mercenary who was actively listening to her rather than passively hearing.

Y/N now felt bad for his previous behaviour towards Romanoff and offered up his thoughts on her troubles "Who the hell is 'they'? Fuck what people think, take me for instance, I don't give a shit what people think of me and I'm living my best life!"

Romanoff found it hard to refute the fact that everytime she had encountered Venompool, he tended to have a pep in his step. It might have been because he was fighting an army that threatened the world or just because his packet of Skittles contained more purple ones than green ones.

(A/N - Purple, Orange, Red, Yellow, Green. I will battle anyone who thinks that isn't the order from Best to worst Skittles.)

"Hmmm, I suppose you do tend to have a sunny disposition." She surmised, feeling as though perhaps that particular trait had some benefits to it.

"Exactly!" Y/N snickered before it came to an abrupt end "In all seriousness though, I bet everyone would just be jealous that there's something else to add to the list of things that you're wayyyy better than them at." He attempted to cheer her up.

Natasha was surprised yet appreciative of his words, not really expecting it from him "Wow, Y/N L/N being serious, never thought I'd see the day."

"I think I've just used all my serious points for the year so I wouldn't get to used to it." He joked before a moment later clearing his throat and went into a semi-serious mode "Mind if I ask you a question?" His face pinched with him thinking at what he'd done "Well technically I just asked one, but can I ask you a question on top of the question that I just asked you?... Shit! I've done it again!..."

"Oh My God. Stop!" She groaned loudly to end Y/N's babbling cycle, looking up to the heavens for any kind of God or Higher Power to help her, worried about what awaited her "What is it?"

"Will you dance with me?"

"What!?" Natasha was astounded at what Y/N was requesting.

"Will you dance with me?" He repeated "You're a good dancer, I'm a good dancer. It feels like it would be a missed opportunity otherwise."

Natasha stayed silent and just glared at Y/N who still maintained a hopeful glimmer in his eyes and decided to try to get her on board "Come on Red! How bad could it be?"

"With you, who knows?" Natasha remarked however she thought she might get a slight kick out of seeing Y/N try to dance, he was generally overconfident in his abilities. She pondered on that thought for minute or so "Alright fine, but if you tell anyone about this then I'm going to tie you up and dump you in the ocean."

"Oh you wanna see me all tied up eh Red?" He pulled his trousers up by slightly in a suggestive manner towards the assassin who subconsciously glanced below the belt.

"No!" She retorted like it was on demand and made sure her eye level was directed much higher up, she pinched her thumb and index finger together "I am this close to changing my mind though."

"Hmmmm, I think we both know that you would've just said no if that was the case. Admit it Red, you wanna get jiggy with me." Clearly not put off by her hardass persona that she had put up.

Unfortunately Natasha couldn't prevent the slight smile that creeped it's way onto her face which was taken note of by Y/N "Did you honestly just say get Jiggy with me?"

"It sounded A LOT better in my head but I also noticed you didn't deny it." Y/N admitted feeling perhaps a little stupid however it was worth it to see the Widow smile "You know you should smile more often, you have a cute smile."

"I am most definitely not cute." Natasha retorted with authority.

"Fine, but you're 'most definitely' adorable and that's just a straight fact." Y/N confessed as he pulled his iPhone and entered Spotify to go through his playlists, oblivious to the fact that he maybe, very possibly made Natasha feel ever so slightly flustered, she'd never been referred to as 'adorable' before.

The flippant manchild had lots and lots of playlists for many different situations and he scrolled through trying to find the perfect one, he paid the monthly fee so he might as well take advantage of the vast options.

"So is this your attempt to try and woo me with your moves?" Natasha mocked with her arms folded and tapping her foot on the floor impatiently whilst Y/N continued to try and select the right playlist.

"It could be." Y/N admitted, clicking his tongue after he answered "Besides you can tell what someone's like in bed by how they dance."

Natasha was going to argue back but just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, thinking to herself 'Why the hell have I agreed to dance with the weirdest guy in the world? You're better than this Natasha.'

Meanwhile, Y/N linked his iPhone to the speakers in the room via Bluetooth "Ah now this is a certified classic!" Y/N proclaimed, finding a playlist which started with a good song that they could dance to.

https://youtu.be/kc5fdECmBLI

(A/N - American Pie by Don McLean. If you've watched the Black Widow movie, you understand the significance of this song.)

Natasha felt her breath hitch sharply the second she heard the first note of the song which transported her to a different time, her childhood, more specifically an actual happier time within it.

Y/N noticed her reaction and thought it was a negative one "You alright?" He pulled his phone back out of his pocket "I can change the song if you want." He offered, hovering over the screen which would play the next song in the playlist.

"No!" She yelled, scaring the bejesus out of Y/N, her face soon mellowed though "It's perfect." She delicately said, her attitude doing a complete 180° from not wanting to dance with him a moment ago.

"It's got slow bits to it you know?" Y/N reminded the Widow, an unwritten rule in dancing being if it was slow it generally involved getting pretty close.

"I'm aware, so those hands of yours had better not go any lower than my waist. Got it?" She warned, sounding pretty menacing.

Y/N snorted at Romanoff's reaction "This isn't War times Weasley, hands aren't magnetised to women's asses like they were back then...... You know women back in the day might as well have had signs saying 'Place your ha...." His voice was cut off by Natasha pinching his lips shut.

Natasha did her signature eye roll at his behaviour, she believed that she knew Y/N's personality pretty well by now especially after observing him so much up close and from a distance.

Not that he held any particular fascination to her, she observed him PURELY for her own research purposes on eccentric personalities, the motive being that the knowledge could come in handy on a mission one day.

"You talk too much." She said, releasing his lips from her hand.

"Note to self, you don't like history lessons." Y/N scribbled that down in his mental notebook of things about the secretive and closed off spy.

"Now restart the song would you?" She instructed, nodding towards his phone. Y/N did as he was told before putting the device in his pocket just as the slow piano and Don McLean's soft vocals began once more.

🎼A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while🎼

L/N held out his hand to Romanoff who grabbed a hold of it gently which she delicately grabbed, hoping to God that this experience wouldn't ruin the good memories of this song for her.

The two got very close, very quickly. Y/N took Natasha's previous words and made sure his hands rested no lower than her hips, once she was comfortable his hands were not in a 'No Go Zone' she then softly draped her arms around his neck and they both began to sway softly.

🎼But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died🎼

Since it was a fairly slow part, their movements were barely at a speed above walking yet their improvised routine was being conducted by the piano which allowed to them drift.

Natasha noticed a sizable change in Y/N's attitude as instead of loud and outgoing, he was focused on the task at hand, she had actually found it surprisingly cute that he was a actually trying.

"Left foot back." Romanoff followed his directions whilst Y/N out his right foot forward so it mirrored her then he did the same as her. Once their feet got back to the starting position, Y/N crossed his right foot over his left whilst Natasha did the same with her left, neither one breaking rhythm.

🎼So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"🎼

The strum of the acoustic guitar entered the fray for the chorus and the pair continued to discovered that they were pretty compatible partners for dancing, maybe it was just because they both knew what they were doing.

This fact was only emphasised when as they both rhythmically moved, Y/N moved his right up to Natasha's upper back and pressed his body forward to dip her backwards a fair bit whilst resting his left hand just behind her right knee. They stayed in this position until the chorus ended, just staring into each other's eyes and their heartbeats rising rapidly with every passing second.

🎼Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?🎼

As soon as the gentle piano and acoustic guitar had come to an end, the next verse had a much more varied mix of instruments that correlated to a much quicker pace so naturally L/N and Romanoff's dancing matched the speed.

Y/N let go of Romanoff but kept control of the dancing as he began to do a very late 50's/early 60's style as he started to do 'The Twist', Natasha followed Y/N's lead and mimicked him as the pair both moved their feet, hips and arms.

🎼Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues🎼

Y/N stopped making the pair coming to abrupt halt confusing the redhead. However she got a surprise when Y/N put two fingers under chin to lift her head up so they were making direct eye contact.

He lip synced those four exact lyrics, the first one he had a teasing look on his face and pointed to himself, insinuating that she was in fact in love with him which couldn't have been further from the truth. The second line felt pretty relevant to why they were even dancing at the moment.

Y/N often boasted about how charming he was but the Black Widow never in a million years thought that they would be working on her as she got a few flutters deep in her stomach. Wonders never cease she thought as Y/N twirled her where she stood.

🎼I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died🎼

Natasha had never expected before they started but she was having fun, something she wasn't used to having as they continue to drift swiftly with each other, still complimenting each other's movements.

She was unsure why Y/N of all people was the one getting her out of her shell so effortlessly, but he was and she didn't want to dwell on why, at least not right now.

🎼I started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"🎼

The redhead finally found herself softly singing along to the words as soon as the chorus came around the second time. Hearing her engage a bit more gave a prideful sense to Y/N who beamed as this was the happiest he'd seen her.

The pair made full use of the large floor and began doing a ballroom style of dance as they started spinning each other expertly with absolute precision, not a single fault in their movements as they glided to the fast tempo of the chorus.

It was a long song so the pair did much of the same quick paced movements with Y/N often twirling and dipping Natasha earning a few embarrassed smiles from the redhead.

For the final two minutes or so of the song when it went back to being a slow tempo, the pair closed their eyes and got closer to each other than they had done previously then silently swayed to the beat of the music.

No flirtatious remarks. No snide comments. Just them and the music.

When the song finally came to its conclusion, the pair broke their embrace and took a few steps back from their dance partner ending with Y/N doing a bow and Natasha doing a slight curtsy both showing gratitude to each other.

"Wow." She said, feeling very uncharacteristically emotional and timid but soon reverted back to her stern exterior not wanting to him to see the effect he had on her "Thank you Y/N, that was..... Nice. You're not a half bad dancer." She somewhat complimented, a little surprised that Y/N had moves like that in his locker.

"You're right, I'm not half bad....... I'm all AMAZING!!" He proudly bounced on the balls of his feet whilst doing a sassy finger click.

Natasha put the back of her hand to her mouth and couldn't help but laugh at his overdramatics. Her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets at what she had just done, it was almost like a crime in her book.

Y/N had made her laugh.

As soon as she realised, she immediately tried to cover it up like a teenager who had done something they weren't supposed to, unfortunately it was too little too late and the damage had already been done.

Y/N had an almost evil looking smirk on his face because his ears did not deceive him as he heard the unmistakable sound of laughter from the Natasha Romanoff.

"I heard a laugh."

"No you didn't." Natasha instantaneously refuted Y/N's claims.

"I know what laughter sounds like."

"Well you need to get your ears checked because it definitely WASN'T from me." She flat out denied offering Y/N a glare to try and strengthen her case.

"It certainly sounded like a feminine laugh." Y/N tried to goad her further.

Natasha immediately looked offended "That wasn't a 'feminine' laugh! It was a normal laugh." She defended but then soon caught onto her error and sighed in a defeated manner.

"Gotcha! The Comedian of the Century can make even the deadly Black Widow laugh." He then let out a satisfied sigh "Ahhhhhhhh, Life is now complete." Y/N cockily praised himself doing a celebratory jump in the air.

He honestly wished that ANYONE could've witnessed it because in his eyes this was bigger than Queen stealing the show at Live Aid or when the Berlin Wall fell or EVEN when England won the 1966 FIFA World Cup.

Sure, he'd made her smile a couple of times prior but making her laugh. That was a whole other ball game entirely.

Natasha narrowed her eyes, a couple of thoughts in her head as to what to do next, she gave him a sickly sweet smile "Well 'The Deadly Black Widow' is a woman of many talents. Wanna discover a few?"

Y/N's mind went to another place, hell not even another place it was whole other dimension filled with lustful thoughts, a place he'd become VERY accustomed to when it involved the redhead S.H.I.E.L.D agent in front of him.

"It's a trick, don't fall for it." Venom futilely aimed to warn his host.

Y/N chuckled "Maybe....... But you're never gonna win the raffle if you don't buy a ticket."

"Your funeral." Venom stated, giving up there and then. If Y/N wanted to be stupid then Venom couldn't say he didn't try to stop him.

"Oh you do not even know how much I discovering I want to do." Unlikely as what he was picturing in his mind was going to happen, he held out hope.

The redhead then marched her way towards the awaiting mercenary and she roughly put both hands behind his head and was to deliver the surprise of a lifetime.

Then the doors slammed open.

The pair jumped a little and Natasha immediately let go of Y/N's head. Their eyes jointly shifting towards the door to see a seething Nick Fury. Y/N's eyes rolled in the back of his head "Oh shit."

"Shit indeed." Fury said as he stomped over towards the pair, his boots echoing throughout the studio. "Do you care to explain yourself?"

Y/N shook his head "Not really, no."

Natasha put her hands on her hips "What's he done now?"

It was sort of funny in a way, Fury looked like an angry dad, Natasha a disappointed mum and Y/N the naughty schoolchild. It was ironic really since Y/N was older than both Natasha and Nick put together.

"Well, simpleton over here thought it was a good idea to have strippers sent to S.H.I.E.L.D." Fury explained to Natasha, who wasn't surprised at all.

Y/N looked horrified "You can't prove it was me! Because it most definitely wasn't!!"

Fury was bamboozled but his face didn't show it at all, robbed of words thanks to the enhanced being's childishness but it didn't take him long to find the right ones "See, now that's some bullshit."

"And where's my evidence?" Fury put his hand under his chin to think before it not so suddenly came to him "Oh yeah because one of the women said 'For Nick Fury, one stripper for every year you've been alive. Love your best friend in the Multiverse, Y/N L/N.'"

Y/N held his hands up "Alright I'll admit that it wasn't my greatest idea."

"You're damn right it wasn't." Fury confirmed Y/N's opinion.

Y/N clicked his fingers in defeat "I knew the personal touch of them saying it was from me was too much." He mentally scolded himself for telling the strippers to do that, he then sniggered at something he found amusing "Personal touch. Hehe, you know because they're strippers."

Y/N looked to Natasha and raised his eyebrows twice, hoping to get another laugh out of her and that she would share his childish humour. Not this time.

Natasha, who was more of a spectator at the moment, said what her boss was thinking "That's what was too much?"

Y/N looked at Natasha "Strippers! Add Lots of them! Equals Dope Ass present! It's an equation as old as time itself."

Fury punched Y/N in the shoulder "You could've got me a card for my birthday."

"I thought strippers were much more memorable." Y/N argued back, in his mind thinking 'Who the hell wouldn't want strippers for their birthday?'

Nick shook his head, very much still in the angry dad mode "You are paying EACH and EVERY one of them and sending those poor women home."

"Ha. Those women would be anything but poor with how much their fee is." He reiterated but really it just pushed Fury to his boiling point.

"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!"

"Alright, alright Sheesh! I do something nice and this is the thanks I get." Y/N finally gave in which made Nick breathe out a large sigh of relief, honestly he wasn't breathing air for the past few minutes but instead pure frustration.

"Later, Red. This was fun." Y/N winked then waved to Natasha who gave him one in return as Fury mouthed 'Sorry' to her as both The mercenary and Director of S.H.I.E.L.D headed out yet Y/N got one final jibe in "Can I at least get a show from them?"

"NO!" Fury yelled.

"WHAT!!? That's like a violation of my human rights!" Y/N figured that if he's paid for a service, he should damn well get his money's worth.

"You have to be human for those to apply L/N." Fury stated as he literally kicked him in the ass through the door.

The last thing Natasha heard before the door closed and that she could continue her ballet was Y/N say "Why are you touching my ass when there's a butt load of it down stairs?"

As soon as the doors shut, the redhead couldn't help but chuckle once more at Y/N's antics. Something that was really becoming the norm ever since the Battle Of New York around a year prior.

She put some relaxing music back on, consisting of a section of woodwind instrumentals to do her ballet routine to, she glided gracefully across the floor much like a swan on a body of water.

She did surprise herself though as the over-quipping mercenary had very much ingrained himself in her thoughts. Yes, he lived a very swashbuckling lifestyle. Yes, he could do stupid things and Yes, he was a HUGE pain in the ass!

However she couldn't help but think 'He's not so bad.' thinking how he'd cheered her up and was surprisingly gentlemanly in their dance, not throwing out his usual flirtatious remarks. The irrefutable fact for Natasha was that Y/N was One Of A Kind, incomparable to anyone she'd ever known and would probably ever know in her life. His uniqueness and weirdness was what made him special.

And that's why Natasha was starting to like him.

Flashback Over

--

"We've certainly come a long way since then, haven't we?" Natasha reminisced slightly with Y/N humming in agreement.

"Yeah, we really have." Y/N sighed contently, thinking about how they'd met for the first time fighting each other and were now standing here as a couple.

Funny how things work out.

"Alright then Fossils, I want you tell me something that you've done that will blow my mind. I'm sure you've got plenty of stories." Natasha requested, wanting to dive deeper into his past experiences.

Y/N looked up to the heavens as he mentally tried to pull up stories that he could tell Natasha before he had an instant lightbulb moment "Got it!" He proclaimed as he got out his phone "Just hoping I've still got the picture." He said scrolling through the gallery on his phone.

"Sounds intriguing." Natasha said with knitted eyebrows as she watched Y/N continue to go through his pictures which admittedly there were thousands of.

"Here it is!" Y/N exclaimed excitedly "The greatest picture that I have ever taken." He handed Nat his phone so she could observe the picture. When she saw what the image was, she was astounded and at a complete loss for words.

"Oh.... My..... God." She stared at the image in utter shock "Is that Maria!?" She started sniggering at the sight of one of S.H.I.E.L.D's most respected and decorated agents in a crudely hilarious shirt.

"YUH HUH!" He confirmed in a very doofus way as he took back his phone.

"You have got to tell me the story!" Natasha eagerly demanded, desperate to find out what events led up to this because she had literally and figuratively never seen Maria let her hair down "How the hell did you get Maria Hill into a shirt like that?"

Y/N cleared his throat and prepared to tell his tale "It was a summer evening and I was bored out of mind. Steve was on a mission with Clint and I didn't have anyone to go out with." He overdramatically began to explain.

Romanoff held her hand up to stop Y/N "Okay, I don't need the unimportant details."

"They are the cornerstone of any good story." Y/N argued back but after seeing the Black Widow's disdained facial expression, he reluctantly submitted "SO I went to S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters to see if Fury wanted to get drunk which is how I ran into Maria."

Natasha continued to listen intently to Y/N's story "She was looking pretty frustrated, no not because of something I'd done, but it was work related about how she was pretty irritated about not being in the field as much etcetera etcetera." Y/N glossed over the unimportant details like Natasha requested.

"SOOOO?" Natasha pressed.

"I told her about these traffickers who were sniffing around the docks where I keep my boat and asked her if she wanted to join me." Y/N answered but Romanoff was interested in another detail.

"Hang on, You have a boat? I didn't know you had a boat."

"I don't."

"So what was-"

"I'm getting to it."

"Where we actually went was Atlantic City. The traffickers and my boat was just my trick to get her to come with me." Y/N then snorted "She was pretty furious that I'd taken her to the casinos but with my devilishly good looks and wicked charm I managed to convince her to go in and let loose with me. She agreed to have one drink and one game and that was it....... It definitely was not it."

"And this is where it went downhill?"

"Yeahhhhhhhh, Maria is actually a bit of lightweight when it comes to alcohol but DAMN there's three things I learned about Maria Hill that night." Y/N started to count them on his fingers "One, she loves Tequila. Two, she loves Ribs and Three, she is freakishly good at Poker!" Y/N then lightly tapped Romanoff on the shoulder who was giggling at the story "She was pissed that she'd lost a hand at poker so much so that she spilt the ribs and tequila all over her work clothes." Y/N himself was also in hysterics at the memories.

Natasha couldn't quite comprehend that one of her close friends and colleagues at S.H.I.E.L.D had managed to completely throw the rulebook out of the window however she could chalk it down to Y/N having a brilliant ability to bring out the stupid in people.

"And the shirt?"

"AC is not famed for it's fashion stores especially not at two in the morning. Plus you'd be surprised at how many stores don't want girls covered in tequila and sauce coming in. So I ended up having to distract the owner by 'drunkenly' mistaking a mannequin for a person whilst she snuck in and changed into that shirt." He explained as he neared to the ending to his story of his adventures with Agent Hill "That shirt ended up doing wonders for her in poker games, dudes couldn't keep their eyes off her. I think she ended up winning about ten grand that night."

"This might be the best thing I've ever heard." Natasha stated, coughing after she'd made the point thanks to all of her laughing. She wondered if all of her S.H.I.E.L.D colleagues were like this of if it was just too much exposure to Y/N "And let me guess, the second you got back she made you swear to never tell anyone about it?" She confidently assumed.

"Bingo!" L/N did a gun finger gesture Romanoff's way.

"AND you're gonna send me that photo so I can send it to Hill every year for her birthday?"

"I like the way you think Romanoff." Y/N offered Romanoff for a high five which she promptly accepted "It was very fun, I should take you up there some time." Y/N proposed as a potential place for them to visit one day.

Natasha laughed cutely at the prospect of going to Atlantic City with Y/N "Sure, it'd be fun." Her face soon turned stern but her attitude remained playful "I hope you know that it'll take more than ribs and tequila to EVER get me in a shirt like that."

Y/N could swear that he heard a DING go off in his head and he held out his hand to Romanoff "Challenge Accepted."

The Black Widow breathlessly snickered at his childishness but took it in stride and shook his hand before said hand wrapped her back into a close embrace as they walked down artistically constructed greenery that was all pristine "So where are we going? You've still not told me yet."

"I thought being a world class assassin, you'd be ready to be taken by surprise." Y/N mocked her as he stepped to the side away from Natasha just in case she decided to flick or nudge him again.

"I am, but the tension is sort of killing me." The smaller redhead replied, genuinely feeling pretty excited for what Y/N had planned.

"Alright fine but I'm gonna need you to close your eyes." Y/N instructed in an upbeat manner.

"Whyyyyy?" She questioned, feeling a little skeptical.

"I told you It's a surprise, don't worry I'm not gonna kill you." Y/N reassured with a beaming smile.

Natasha sardonically clapped her hands together "THAT is SO reassuring." She joked, annunciating every single syllable.

"You're a sexy, funny yet badass woman. An endangered species Romanoff.... I only hunt the scum of the Earth."

The redhead took the compliment in stride and didn't argue further but instead complied as she closed her eyes and put her hands over her face "They're closed." She said, however Y/N wanted to make doubly sure.

"What are you doing?" Natasha asked as she felt Y/N's hands softly go over the top of hers whilst he stood behind her.

"Making sure you're not gonna sneak a peek." Y/N answered before resting his chin on her shoulder "Besides this way I get to be closer to you." He whispered in her ear.

"Hmmmm, just an added benefit then." She replied, feeling pretty content with what was going on and the position she was in as the pair continued their walk to their destination unfortunately it wasn't as easy as both had hoped for.

"Bloody hell, you're not very coordinated." Y/N laughed as he helped to guide the hapless Natasha to their destination.

"It's sort of hard to be coordinated when you can't see a thing." Natasha sarcastically shot back as she tried to get her bearings with Y/N supporting her to make she didn't fall over.

"Wow so rude." Y/N laughed "Besides you should see my friend Matt, he's pretty coordinated for a blind guy."

Y/N saw a slight obstacle in their way and dipped Natasha's back down a little "Just a quick duck and then we're gonna have to pick up the pace." The Merc took a quick glance in all directions to make sure that no one was looking.

He ducked Natasha underneath the obstacle before swiftly scooping up Natasha bridal style making her yelp in surprise after being literally swept off of her feet by Y/N however she still kept her eyes closed, maintaining her trust in him.

Y/N jogged briskly for a several metres until they were out of sight before placing his date back on to the ground "I can't tell if I'm excited, nervous or a little bit both." She giggled as she regained her balance.

"You and me both." Y/N admitted, his chest racing as they neared closer with Natasha's walking patterns becoming much more steady now after adjusting however she didn't have to do it much longer "Open your eyes." Y/N said as he removed his hands from Natasha's face so that her eyelids cracked open.

She was a little surprised as to where Y/N had taken her and was thinking it being a very strange place to come for a first date.

"A playground? Why are we at a playground?" Natasha quizzically asked Y/N.

"Wellllllll it was better than my original thought of bringing you to a strip club." Y/N joked.

"Aww, maybe on our second date." Natasha joked back but was still a little baffled by the decision to come to a playground for a date. The Merc thought the redhead would have this confused reaction but he believed that he had a pretty good reason for bringing her here.

"The reason I brought you here is because I remember you told me that in the Red Room your childhood was full of non-stop training. SO I thought bringing you here would perhaps make up for some of the childhood that you'd lost out on." Y/N replied, hoping that Natasha would see the method behind his madness.

Natasha didn't quite know exactly what to even say "Wow, that's actually....... Really thoughtful."

"So you like it?" Y/N kneaded his fingers together, he was a little nervous that perhaps he'd made a mistake.

Natasha was taking in the scenery "I'll admit it's unorthodox, but I've come to expect that from you." She then surprised the shit out of Y/N by encasing him in a strong and desperate hug. It seemed like his simple yet effective plan had certainly worked a treat.

"But I love it." She admitted.

"That's brilliant! Plus who better to enjoy being a kid with than the kiddiest kid of them all." Y/N then dramatically pointed to himself "Me."

https://youtu.be/orJwXrTpYug

(A/N - Mr Blue Sky by Electric Light Orchestra. GOTG Vol 2 might not be the best Marvel film but has the most enjoyable opening scene in my opinion.)

🎼Morning! Today's forecast calls for blue skies🎼

Y/N interlocked his hand with Natasha's and yanked her along whilst laughing excitedly, his laughs were contagious because Natasha couldn't not laugh if she tried as they entered the playground.

Being a gentleman, he let Natasha choose whatever she wanted to do first and the Widow was a little spoiled for choice, much like a young child inside of a candy shop, unsure of exactly what she wanted.

🎼Sun is shining in the sky
There ain't a cloud in sight🎼

She ultimately made the decision to go on the monkey bars first which they swiftly jogged over to. The metal rungs had given Y/N the freedom to swing about without the need for Venom's tendrils, it also granted the opportunity for him to not so subtly flex his impressive arm muscles which Romanoff certainly took notice of.

However she had managed to pull out some kind of Uno Reverse Card as she started off by swinging out normally but decided not to go from A to B so simply instead navigating around the metal structure by really showing off her flexibility. Her movements ironically, Spider like.

🎼It's stopped raining
Everybody's in the play
And don't you know
It's a beautiful new day
Hey ay ay!🎼

The pair ended up on top of a structure with a long, spiralling slide which ended at the bottom of the soft tarmacked floor.

Natasha giggled at the sight of Y/N energetically chucking himself down the long tunnelled slide whooping, cheering as he slid down the whole way. When he got to the bottom, Y/N rolled out and dismounted like he was competing in Olympic Gymnastics.

She was about to follow suit however was distracted when she heard Y/N yell up the tube "I love you!" His echoing voice throughout the encased structure repeating the words for a few seconds with a gradual decrease in volume each time, yet her heart fluttered every time she heard it.

She then also slid down the colourful, plastic structure and tried her best to one up Y/N when it came to the dismount however Y/N remarked that she would only have got the Silver Medal much to her annoyance.

🎼Runnin' down the avenue
See how the sun shines brightly🎼

The pair went onto a seesaw and were casually sending each other up and down until Y/N had applied a bit more pressure on his descent making Natasha jump in her seat when she hit the peak of the seesaw's height.

On her way down, the redhead tried to add a bit of force as she hit the floor to make Y/N jump in his seat which she managed to succeed in doing. For about ten minutes, the two descended into a slightly adolescent game of trying to make the other jump higher out of their seat than the other.

🎼In the city
On the streets where once was pity
Mr. Blue
Sky is living here today
Hey ay ay!🎼

The two were lying down on the ground with the sides of their heads resting against each other's. They were looking up at the evening blue sky with Y/N pointing out a cloud that he said looked like strikingly similar to Natasha.

Unfortunately the redhead couldn't see it mainly because there were no clouds in the sky. Y/N simply argued back that like most kids, all you've got to have is a little imagination.

🎼Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away
For so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?🎼

Natasha found it more than a little abnormal that she, a 31 year old woman trained to be an assassin, was having so much fun at a playground but to be fair to her, she was also on a date with a guy who was born nearly a century before her. So what even was normal anyways?

The Black Widow had grown up believing that 'Love Is For Children' and had held onto that belief into adulthood but with Y/N in her life, she really questioned whether that was true and it begged the question.

Was being a child so bad if THIS was the payoff?

To her the answer was as clear as day.

--

There was something at the playground that the couple had yet to venture on which was a thirty foot tall Rope Pyramid which was surrounded by soft tarmac to soften the blow for any children if they fell.

"20 dollars says that I can beat you to the top." Natasha confidently claimed as she eyed up the rope structure.

"You know that I could just jump to the top of it?"

The redhead tutted "Obviously I know that dumbass. How about no using Venom, you have to actually climb up it AND I get a ten second headstart?" She held out her hand to Y/N to see if he would accept.

"You're on." He shook her hand firmly "This is the easiest twenty dollars I'll ever make."

Venompool and Black Widow had gone to the perimeter of the playground which was surrounded by a metal fencing as this was going to be the start point for their little race. It was roughly 20-25 feet away from the rope pyramid, rules were simple: Run to the pyramid, climb it and the winner was the one who hit the top first. Easy.

Natasha and Y/N glared at each other as they leaned against the cool metal fencing, the competitiveness deep within both of their eyes as they looked to outdo each other not only to make 20 dollars but to have bragging rights for the foreseeable future.

"Alright then Little Red Riding Hood, you ready?" Y/N challenged.

Romanoff cracked her knuckles "Always." She said with supreme confidence, a department which she rarely lacked in.

"Alright your ten second head start begins in 3."

"2."

"1."

"Go!" They both exclaimed as Romanoff took off with the intention to make the very most of her ten second headstart, not wanting to waste a single millisecond if it would help her win, in her mind she was using it well as she got to the base of the structure.

Now if Natasha could save time in a bottle then the first that she'd like do was to make sure that she'd win this race but there never seems to be enough time to the things you want to because ten seconds went by in a flash and she had barely got a quarter of the way up. She just knew that Pietro would have laughed his ass at her given the snail's pace she was moving at.

Once the headstart was over, Y/N was off and thanks to the Super soldier genetics and vampiric mutations, he was quick out of the blocks and had very hastily got to the pyramid. Now whilst he couldn't use Venom who was more than happy to laze around, he couldn't fight biology and the vampiric enhancements made climbing particularly effortless.

He scaled the rope structure as he glazed past Natasha, who was rueing the fact that she had no genetic enhancements who was doubly annoyed that Y/N had blown her kiss with a disgracefully giddy look on his face.

What Natasha lacked in powers and enhancements, she more than made up for in brains and besides she was the Black Widow and there was no way she was willing to give up that easily and she had a few tricks up her sleeve to help her.

"Oh no, my shirt's ripped, right at the chest too." She exclaimed in a far too innocent manner with it being loud enough for Y/N to hear as she made the very tiniest rip at the top her white shirt.

Any excuse to look at Natasha's chest was time well spent for Y/N as he stopped dead in his tracks to glance down at the redhead "Say what now?"

With Y/N distracted, she took the opportunity to hop up the rope rungs hastily then grabbed one of his ankles and pushed his foot inside the rope structure which caused Y/N to fall backwards with his back hitting against the ropes and being strung upside down like a piece of meat at a Butcher's.

"Sucka." Natasha taunted with a very evil smirk as she slowly climbed up the rope structure, soaking up every second of her inevitable victory.

The symbiote bashing his hand against his head repeatedly for about five straight seconds, baffled by Y/N's stupidity "Tits!" Venom said in sheer disbelief of his host's actions "You got distracted by tits!?"

"Not just any tits, Natasha's tits." Y/N defended his prior actions "Surely that redeems me somewhat."

"That makes it worse if anything, you see them enough already. AND you didn't even get to see them!"

"The thought is still awesome though." Y/N contently said continuing to lie vertically the wrong way up, the only upside was it gave him a good view of the redhead.

The redhead reached the summit of the rope pyramid, triumphantly hitting the very peak of the play structure "And Natasha Romanoff takes the victory!" She hailed herself gloriously before breaking out into a mini victory dance.

"Wow." Y/N thought to himself as he watched the redhead do her little victory dance, with the voice in his head sounding very much like Owen Wilson was talking in his head.

Seeing Natasha be so euphoric filled Y/N with so much joy, she was very rarely forthcoming about her emotions around the team, colleagues at S.H.I.E.L.D or anyone really. So for Y/N to be the key to unlock exclusive rights to her happiness, there was no greater feeling in the world.

After few more seconds of basking in her victory, Natasha made her way back down to her dangling boyfriend's position. Y/N thought she was going to get him down but instead Romanoff reached into the back of his jeans to grab twenty dollars out of his wallet that she'd won "I'll take that." She gloated into Y/N's face.

"Shit, I've really been drained of money today." Y/N admitted to his girlfriend who just laughed as she flaunted the dollars she'd won from him.

"Shoulda been more focused on winning than you were on me." Natasha joked as she literally pocketed her winnings "But it's a win-win for me. It's a real boost to my confidence that my looks can easily distract you."

"They've been doing that since we met.... But I'm not sure that right now it's worth the fuckin' crippling pins and needles that I've got in my leg!" Y/N overdramatically confessed with the numbing yet stabbing sensation below his knee building up every passing second.

"Awww, maybe I can make you feel better." She suggested, climbing down a few more rope rungs so she was face to face with him. The redhead then placed her hands on either side of his place and connected her lips to his for a long, intimate kiss.

Natasha thought back to when she, Y/N and Steve were on the run from S.H.I.E.L.D and Hydra. She remembered saying to the pair that 'Public Displays of Affection make people very uncomfortable' however now that she had someone to share these moments with, she couldn't have cared any less if anyone was watching,

Y/N was Hers and Hers ALONE.

Natasha pulled away with a smirk on her face "Did that help?" She questioned as she tapped him lightly on the side of his face.

"My ego? Yes. My pins and needles? Fuck. No." The Merc was still getting that irritating jabbing in his lower leg but was definitely not complaining on getting a little intimate with the redhead.

"Well perhaps I should get you down." Natasha suggested which was exactly what Y/N was wanting to hear.

"Unless you wanna carry me like a dead body back to the Compound. Then that would be bloody brilliant." Y/N said, sounding particularly happy about not hanging upside down anymore.

"Well it wouldn't be the first time I've had to transport dead bodies." Natasha reminded the Merc as she went to free him, she grabbed his ankle to let him down however as soon as his foot was free, Y/N started to fall and took Natasha with him.

The pair tumbled down the rope pyramid, lucky not to get caught up on any of the structure before Y/N landed straight on his back onto the spongy tarmac floor below with the assassin landing on top of Y/N who broke her fall.

The pair found themselves breaking into inevitable and infectious laughter after their little fall with the redhead resting her hands on the mercenary's chest.

"We are an unusual couple you know." Natasha voiced her thoughts on her relationship status with Y/N, the events of their date only solidifying the truth in her statement.

"Oh I don't think that was ever in question." Y/N replied, agreeing that he and Natasha certainly were an odd pairing but one that seemed to work.

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The mercenary and the assassin had planted themselves into the swings next to each other and were casually swinging about when Natasha had noticed something, not off but unusual about the current environment.

"You know for a playground in the summer, I thought there would actually be people here." Natasha commented about the fact that there was not one single person in their proximity, but no complaints were coming from her as the privacy made it more intimate.

There was nervous chuckling and neck scratching from her date however "Yeahhhhhhhh, about that." Y/N strained, showing he had pre-existing knowledge about the quiet setting.

"Oh god." Natasha gave a cringed smile "What have you done now?"

"So I said that we wouldn't be doing anything that involved crime."

"Y/N." She pushed him for answer, worried about what his response would be.

"Alright, so I may have come around here earlier, stolen some police tape and cordoned off the area to make sure we'd be alone and wouldn't be bothered." Y/N came clean about what he'd done.

Natasha played a quick montage in her mind as to what exactly goes through her boyfriend's mind but came to the ultimate conclusion that it was as unsolvable as figuring out how to walk to the Moon.

'That's why we had to hurry along earlier' She thought back to earlier, realising that he really had planned this out for the two of them even though it wasn't fully law abiding "Y/N L/N you are something else."

"And you, Natasha Romanoff, love me for it." Y/N quipped.

"Yes." She affirmed, her pearly whites on full display, something she'd found occurring very often when she was around Y/N "I do love you for it."

Natasha then hopped off of her swing gracefully and took a few steps next to Y/N which made him skid his feet on the floor mid-swing with the friction of his shoes helping him come to a stop.

"You wanna do something else?" Y/N asked as he remained sitting on the swing.

"Nope." She replied, popping the 'p' as she did "But I think I'll join you on your swing."

A confused chuckle left Y/N's mouth at what Natasha had just said but she was not kidding with what she said as she sat on his lap facing him.

"Hello." She greeted sweetly as she got herself comfortable on him.

"An all too familiar position Miss Romanoff." Y/N commented as the redhead scooted herself up his lap a bit so that she didn't fall off.

"You're surprisingly comfortable Mr L/N, I quite like sitting on you." She said with a wink, knowing that she had a more private meaning behind it.

They were gently swinging at a steady pace for a few minutes just enjoying each other being there however Natasha soon noticed that Y/N was uncharacteristically distracted from her as he was looking into the distance behind her "You alright? Usually when I'm on your lap your focus is ONLY on me."

Y/N averted his eyes to the green ones of the redhead sitting on him "Oh it's... nothing." He meekly replied.

Natasha wasn't gonna give up that easy though "Come on, you can talk to me."

The Black Widow had often made herself approachable to the people she held close to her and now was no exception "I was just thinking about before, with the kids."

Natasha scoffed in disgust "That guy had no right to say that to them." She furiously spat.

"I know." Y/N was seething at the time but he was much more mellowed now but still had a look of anxiousness painted on his face "I'm just worried about what people say when I'm not there."

Natasha sighed "I think that you just need to give it time. I know you might not wanna hear it but people are still afraid of them."

That response earned a loud scoff from the mercenary "People are afraid of me and you don't see them chatting shit to me."

"Two things. One - You're more likely to kill someone and Two - You've probably heard it all before. They're tough though and they've got a great dad to help them along the way." She honestly told him as that's what she truly believed.

"Great dad?" Y/N snorted at the idea "I'm not even doing a good job with them." He was a little insecure about how he was handling things as a father, normally most things he did he took to like a duck to water but there was a lot of things where he was unsure of what the right decisions to make were.

"Yeah and I'm pregnant." The green eyed woman sarcastically said as she did one of her usual eye rolls.

"FUCKING WHAT!?" Y/N practically exploded in shock, he was even sure that his healing factor could save him from the shock.

The redhead just giggled "Oh, I thought we were stating things that weren't true." She realised quickly that it was perhaps not the best choice of words "Sorry." She sheepishly apologised "Probably should've picked something else untrue in hindsight."

"Yeah no kidding, I'm pretty sure I just had a massive heart attack."

"Oh hush, you'll heal." After gently laughing it off, Natasha quickly wanted to get them back on track "I think you're doing a pretty good job with them so far."

"You think?"

"Absolutely, you were willing to cancel our date just to hang out with them and make them feel better. You put your children before me, I'd say that's some pretty decent parenting." She gave her side of what she had observed so far of Y/N's parenting skills.

Y/N was about to respond but Natasha seemed to be venting out her thoughts "Plus I saw that hug Wanda gave you, the girl clearly appreciates having you around and so does Pietro.... In his own way."

For Y/N, it was relieving to hear that his girlfriend thought he was doing a good job so far. He really tried his best to make sure that they were happy especially after what they had endured in their lives. Yes, he was wayyyyyyy outside of his comfort zone but the benefits were more than worth it.

Natasha lifted his chin so that she was making direct eye contact with him, believing that he needed to hear this and so that he knew that it was meaningful "Listen to me...... Kids, they give us a chance to better than we are, than we used to be. Why do you think I want to be a mother so badly?"

Y/N remembered the conversation that they had at Clint's farm when they were hiding out from Ultron and how annoyed she was that Y/N was unsure as to whether to try with his children but after looking after Clint's kids, it became a lot easier to take those steps.

"Have you always been this smart?" Y/N questioned in a light hearted manner.

"About 95% of the time." She replied, throwing her head to the side slightly.

The mercenary rolled his eyes, already knowing the direction this was going in "Let me guess, the other 5% is the time you spend with me." Making an educated guess.

"Nope." The former Russian spy responded, throwing Y/N a bit if a curve ball. "The other 5% is the time I spend with everyone else." Whilst Y/N appreciated the sentiment, he was almost certain it wasn't true.

"You sure about that?"

"Well I can see that you save your responsibility around Wanda and Pietro and I spend most of my time with you guys. Besides I like spending time with them, they're good ones."

"I know they are." He stated pridefully about his son and daughter's characters even if others disagreed "I'm glad they've turned out as good as they have, I mean they'd probably be eating Coco Pops out of a toaster if I had raised them." Y/N joked but given his previous choice and abstract decisions, it might not have been too far fetched of a possibility.

"Well who doesn't like their cereal toasted a little?" She gave him a peck on the cheek after seeing his disapproving facial expression.

"Jeez, you really are a psychopath." He quietly said.

"Look who I'm dating." She retorted as they both chuckled together.

Y/N then had a 'brilliant' idea in his mind which involved picking up the pace at which they were swinging all of sudden, forcing Natasha to grip onto him like a koala bear as they went faster and higher with every swing as Y/N laughed maniacally like an evil genius "You better not let me go." She warned, ready to kick his ass if he did.

A simple request which only required a one word answer from Y/N who rested his forehead against hers.

"Never."

--

The two lovers had pretty much done everything there was to do at the playground and were ready to go, whilst there wasn't an abundance of things to do there. The two, like any kids, had made their own fun in their own way which made for a memorable encounter.

"So how are we ranking this date on a scale of Making it into a Disney Movie to wanting to lick an electric fence?" Y/N questioned Natasha, hoping that for their first official date he'd done a good job.

"I loved every second." The redhead honestly answered "I'll have to come up with something pretty good to top this." She said, a prang of worry that perhaps she wouldn't be able to though.

"I think we mentioned something about a strip club before?" Y/N said in a slightly higher pitch than normal as he put out his thoughts for perhaps what their second date should entail.

"A typical you answer." Natasha stated but made an open ended call "Maybe if you're a very good boy."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He then let out a large sigh as he still had something playing on his mind ever since they had got together "I know that I fucked it up with you before and I just wanna make sure that I never do that again." He admitted, despite having Nat with him now, it didn't stop him from feeling guilty about breaking her heart in the past.

"Hey." Natasha instinctively grabbed his hand to share with her own "I already forgave you for that. Besides it was pretty understandable reason.... It might have taken a bit longer than I'd hoped, but I've got you now and I am not letting go."

That was all the reassurance Y/N needed to hear as the redhead rested her warm hand on Y/N cheek "You love the kids and you love me. Hell you'd probably jump off a cliff if I asked you to." Natasha snorted at the thought of Y/N jumping off of a cliff.

She wasn't wrong, he definitely would. The regenerating mercenary did have Natasha, he did have Pietro, he did have Wanda and he supposed that Venom was part of it too. It made for his own special and unique little family and it was great.

"I mean who else would you ask to jump off cliffs if not me?" Y/N joked back.

"Exactly."

They then engaged in one more passionate and loving kiss which had summed up every emotion that they had felt that evening. The two of them knew that they were there for each other and were willing to do Whatever It Takes.

"Я люблю тебя (I love you)." He whispered in her native tongue.

Natasha felt her cheeks redden a little after hearing him admit his love in Russian "Я тоже тебя люблю (I love you too)."

Y/N nodded his head in the direction of the exit "Come on then Red, I'm not bankrupt yet so should have just enough money to get us some Baskin' Robbins, I heard they have Mango Fruit Blast now." They both headed out of the playground hand in hand, knowing that this date was just the first of many.

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Anyways that concludes Y/N and Natasha's first date. I think we needed a break from the action so why not have some fluff.... Especially for what comes later.

What did you guys think of the chapter as a whole?