06-19-2018, 01:01 AM
COLD NOSTALGIA ✧ Natasha — Snowbound — Warrior
Natasha had been feeling bored when she had come across Stark's place when an idea had popped up in her head. A small smirk had plastered itself onto her lips as she sneaked around the back of his house and entered from the back door.
She had made sure Stark wasn't in the same room as her as she continued throughout his house. It seemed he was in the living room, watching TV. Natasha had gone upstairs, going into his bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Then she had stood up tall, going straight to his closet, pulling out one of his favorite shirts and a pair of sweat pants. She had gotten undressed and put Stark's clothes on, before she had gone to his bed and sat down. She would lie down and scroll through her phone, not worrying about Stark coming upstairs.
She had made sure Stark wasn't in the same room as her as she continued throughout his house. It seemed he was in the living room, watching TV. Natasha had gone upstairs, going into his bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Then she had stood up tall, going straight to his closet, pulling out one of his favorite shirts and a pair of sweat pants. She had gotten undressed and put Stark's clothes on, before she had gone to his bed and sat down. She would lie down and scroll through her phone, not worrying about Stark coming upstairs.
© madi