5. ᴀʟʟ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛꜱ, ɴᴏ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋꜱ

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x F!ReaderWarnings: Anxiety themes.Words: 500

The moment you walked through the front door and saw the look on your girlfriend's face, you knew she was going to try and drag you out of the apartment tonight. Instead of immediately acknowledging her, you go to slowly remove your shoes and kick them over by the door and set your keys and purse onto the table. Continuing into the kitchen, feeling the redhead right on your heels, you sigh and turn around to face her, opening your mouth to speak before getting cut off by a rush of her words, "We should go out tonight. There's this amazing haunted corn maze in the next town over. I know that you're scared of everything that is Halloween but come on, detka, please, let's go." A deep, loud exhale leaves your mouth as your eyes close and for a second, the redhead thinks she's completely overstepped. Her eyes run up and down your body, unsure if she's hoping to see a sign of confirmation or contradiction to her thought.

After many moments pass, without any answer to Natasha's thought, she gently lifts her hands to cup your cheeks guiding your head up to try and bring your eyes up to her. When your eyes are still closed, the russian gently rubs her thumbs along your cheekbones. "Or we stay in tonight. Maybe we can watch Ghostbusters?"

The mention of your all time favorite Halloween movie caused you to finally start to open your eyes and look into the green eyes just slightly higher than your eye level. You roll onto your tippy toes ever so slightly to press a soft kiss onto your girlfriend's lips.

"But you wanted to go out," your face and voice showing the guilt through your body. After your horrible day, you just wanted to lay down and cuddle with your girlfriend, not walk around a haunted corn maze while people try to scare you. All of this, of course, did not go unnoticed by the redhead who loved you more than anything.

"I think a nice little movie night would be amazing. This way I can wrap my arms tightly around your waist to protect you. Plus we can eat all the candy we bought for the trick or treaters," Natasha said, her voice joking more towards the end. She began to slowly drag you toward the sofa in the living room. As the two of you reached the sofa, Natasha placed her hands onto your shoulders and gently pushed you to sit down.

The redhead leaves you sitting on the couch for a moment as she walks into the kitchen and returns with bags of unopened candy. She scoots behind you, places the bags of candy onto your lap, then pulls your back against her front. She leans forward placing her chin onto your shoulder, turning her head slightly to whisper into your ear, "My dear girl, you don't have to worry; I'm all treats, no tricks."