Wanda Maximoff, Yelena Belova, Natasha Romanoff Imagines

Natasha Romanoff | Out Of Love

"When?" You ask.

"What?" Natasha looks over.

"I said when." You repeat.

"I-I don't know. I'm sorry Y/N."

You shrug. She offers her hand, but you immediately pull away.

"Don't apologize. It's not something you can't control."

"I know, but you seem—."

"Upset? Yeah, I mean I kind of have the right to be Natasha." You reply.

"I know, and I'm sorry, you're amazing, Y/N, truly, but I think I just...ran out of love."

"I know. It was bound to happen anyway. Nothing lasts forever."

Nat sighs and stands up. "I have to go train Wanda, but I'll see you. Okay?"

"Yup. See you."

Natasha gave you one last look before exiting your room.

Sighing, you lied back on your bed wondering when Natasha fell out of love.