Nat x Wanda x Yelena One Shots

Jealousy, Jealousy // Pt 1 • W.M.

Tiktok inspiration... not my idea
[Third Person...]

I kind of want to throw my phone across the room

'Cause all I see is girls to good to be true

With paper white teeth, and perfect bodies, wish i didn't care, I know their beauty is not my lack.

But it feels like the weight is on my back, and I can't let it go.

Tony's ears perked up when he heard the song of his daughter. He knew he should have done better with her, for her. But he was too caught up in all of his things, all of his narcissistic ways, he couldn't care for her.

Y/n Stark was Tony's daughter. When y/n mother died, Tony was left to fend for himself with her. He felt like he couldn't do anything, he felt trapped.

So what does a narcissistic father do when he feels trapped? He escapes.

He left her one night when she was five years old with some people that he was paying to watch her. Never signing over his rights as a father, but never seeing her either.

They were being paid to watch his kid, what better?

But y/n was traumatized, he left her in the hands of people who despised who she loved and kicked her out when she was only thirteen. Tony didn't know this, how could he? He was too busy living his own life, new wife, new family, new team. New daughter.

What no one seen was that Tony fought with himself every day to go and get you. He fought with himself every day on how he could leave you in the hands of practical strangers. The guilt ripped him up inside.

He wished he could go back in time and give you the love you deserved, the father he knew you needed. But he couldn't, so he'd make videos like his father did for him at the time of giving you away and went about his life. Every time he'd feel the guilt, came a new video. He hid the videos deep in a file inside his suit. That's where most of his videos were made, although a few came from when he was in his lab, and drunk.

But that voice, he knew it. The people he had left you with would always send videos of you to him, well, not willingly. Tony would have to threaten them to cut them off to send a video. He would miss you, and ask for one. Up until you were thirteen, where your parents refused to send them, stating you didn't want to send them. Tony understood, and continued to send money.

"W-what song is that?" Tony asked nervously

"It's Jealousy, Jealousy by... Y/n- woah! Mister Stark! She had the same last name as you! Y/n Stark!" Peter yelled excitedly. Everyone whipped their heads towards him.

"Y-yeah, yeah. That's cool, Can you play it?" He asked brushing off what Peter had just stated, Peter nodded and played the song.

Only the original six knew of Tony's other child, them and Pepper. They were the only ones he trusted.

Com-comparison, is killing me slowly

I think, I think too much of a girl who doesn't know me

I'm so sick of myself, rather be, rather be, anyone, anyone else cause jealousy, jealousy started following me

Started following me

There it was again, the guilt. It tore into Tony's veins sharper than a steel kitchen knife.

Natasha and the rest of the original six looked at Tony as he looked towards a window, it had been years, you would be about nineteen now, no, twenty. You just had a birthday, Tony celebrated it every year, getting wasted and crying in his lab where no one could see him, or comment.