Natasha Romanoff was said to be the most dangerous agent working with SHIELD long after her escape from her former occupation. Though she had a layer of secrecy she kept from others, she was still one of the more important allies of the Avengers or any other team she might’ve been apart of. It was obvious that no one was to mess with someone like her, else they’ll likely lose an arm or worse.
So then how did a shrunken Peter end up next to the sleeping Black Widow?
He was used to some strange happenings, but this felt too strange for him. Too bad he couldn’t recall anything about how he got here at all, but all he could hope for was that there’d be a way to reverse it.
“This isn’t good.” He muttered, staring at the giant who hadn’t moved so much yet still breathed normally. “She’ll probably kill me if she notices me like this. But I don’t think I have any better ideas.” With the lack of web shooters, his options were limited.
Waking up Natasha felt reasonable, even if it might leave him in a questionable spot since he was naked. Maybe she’ll let that slide, but that seemed impossible. Since her head was resting on top of a pillow, he could climb it and make a run towards her ear. That felt easy.
“Here we go!” He started running towards it, leaping to make contact with the soft material with success. He wasted no time running straight for the agent’s ear, being mindful of the red hair that was so close to grab onto. He had to be careful in case something were to happen, but he had a feeling he’ll make it towards her easily.
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