Summary: Wanda asks y/n where she sees her self in ten years after Nat's death.
Age: 21
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Wanda's pov:
"Y/n where do you see your self in ten years?" I asked her every since Nat's death she has been really depressed, I mean they where dating after all "dead" she mumbled "what?" "Dead" she repeated "oh y/n" as I said that she just broke down her body racked with tears she kept mumbling nats name "I want her" "I know y/n/n, I know. It gets better I promise" I told her, I know as I lost pietro a couple years age and with the help of my family I got better, soon her sobs calmed down and little hiccups came out her mouth every so often, we were in the living room so I asked her if she wanted to go to my room or her room as Tony (Tony didn't die btw) was going to throw a party and that probably wasn't the best place to be crying "your room" she mumbled "okay, can I pick you up or do you wanna walk?" "Can you pick me up? I don't trust my self" awh "of course honey" ( just a nickname, you guys aren't dating) I picked her up and took her to my room, when we got there I placed her on my my bed covered her with a soft blanket and then turned on criminal minds then I got into bed next to her and watch the big ass TV Tony put in every room. Soon enough I heard little soft breaths falling out of her mouth I looked down and saw her asleep I placed a little friendship kiss on her forehead and went to go downstairs to get some food but before I could even get off the bed she whined "no" "okay i won't, I'm sorry"
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Woops this was supposed to be short the I guess I got carried away anyway this isn't really nat but Wanda but I mean that's okay right?
