Y/n and Natasha get into a heated argument over their past.
Y/N POV:
Natasha was pacing around the room, head in her hands and I am currently sad at the end of my bed doing the same.
"That's the problem Natasha, I don't wanna hate you. Cause if I hate you then I have nothing left" I croak out and she stops in her tracks, turning to me so that she was looking down on me.
"Y/n, you know I didn't want to" she pleads, her hands now trembling with guilt over what she had done.
"Just stop Nat, you left me in the red room with no regard as to what would happen to me once you did so. You didn't even come back for me!" I yell loud enough for the entire compound to hear us, standing up from the edge of the bed as I do so in anger.
"You. Left me. End of story" I whisper with tears streaming down my face, Natasha was also now crying, and that's not something you see everyday.
"I'm sorry" she whimpers sincerely. Maybe she really did mean it.
"What about Yelena too?" I question, she freezes at the mention of her younger sisters name.
"Don't bring her into this!" she shouts, infuriated that I'd say such a thing.
"What?" I chuckle through gritted teeth. "It's true, you and I both know that. You left her just as you did to me and didn't care".
"You know...I think some deranged part of me likes thinking that I'm the only one who's been through what we have" I scoff. "Like that makes us unique".
Natasha leans against the chest of drawers, listening intently to what I was saying as if she cared.
"You know...ever since we were little, I would get this feeling like I'm floating outside my body, looking down on myself, and I hate what I've been turned into. The monster I've become. How I act around people. The way I talk and sound" I sigh heavily. "...and I don't know how to change it" I whisper. "And I'm scared. All of the time that that feeling is never gonna ever go away" I inform her and she pulls me into a hug, not caring much for my attempt to pull away from it.
And we just sat like that for hours on end. Then things led to another and we wound up by each others side in my bed, nothing intimate, just enjoying each others presence.
"I'm sorry, I am" she whispers against my neck as she plants short kisses along my skin.
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Marvel OneShots
FanfictionY/n is part of the marvel cast and is close friends with all of her colleagues. Their time spent on-set together can be just as fun and as chaotic as their time off-set. (Sometimes marvel scenes will be included) Open for suggestions for one-shots...
