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My first book! I will try my best
Fluff/Angst
Also includes Flo/ Yelena, Hailee/ Kate,
rankings:
#2 Nat (18/10/21)
#1 Nat (08/08/22)
I tried to do some research on this topic, as I don't want to offend anyone. If I've got this all wrong, please let me know so I can fix it.
warnings: soft!nat, bipolar disorder, mentions of pills word count: 2.3k
NAT POV: The room was still dark as I pushed the door open. It was 12 o'clock, but I hadn't seen my girlfriend since I left the bedroom this morning. I could still see the outline of Y/N under the covers, the duvet pulled right underneath her chin as she focused on a spot on the blank wall in front of her. She didn't move as I took a seat on the bed next to her, her eyes not flickering as I stroked some of the hair out of her face. She'd been like this for the past few days, and I was starting to get worried.
"Baby?" I asked, squinting to see her face in the tiny streak of light that came from the slightly open door.
No response.
"Y/N? You ok baby?"
She still didn't answer.
"I've made some grilled cheese if you want some lunch? It's in the kitchen if you want it my love." She made no effort to show me she was listening, so I stood up, placing a kiss on her forehead before leaving our bedroom, closing the door behind me.
I wandered into the kitchen and took a seat at the island, biting into my grilled cheese. Y/N hadn't left our room for days, and she didn't talk to me either. I chewed my sandwich slowly, lost in my thoughts about my troubled girlfriend. I was so out of it that I didn't notice Wanda walk into the kitchen.
The boys were all out on a "guys trip" as Sam called it, so the compound was very quiet.
"Hey Nat." Wanda said cheerily as she walked over to the sink and poured herself a glass of water.
"Oh, hey Wands." I hummed, dusting the crumbs from my fingers.
"Where's Y/N? I haven't seen her today. Did she go with the boys?"
"No. I don't know what's wrong with her Wands. She won't speak to me, and she hasn't left her room. I've never seen her like this and I just don't know what to do." I threaded my hands through my hair, not wanting to look at Wanda in case she thought I was a bad girlfriend.
"She's not talking?" Wanda asked, standing up straighter.
"Yeah. She doesn't acknowledge me anymore, I feel so helpless. I want to help her, but I don't know what's wrong."
"Shit shit shit shit shit" Wanda muttered, racing over to the cupboard behind where I was sitting. I quickly stood up, watching her frantic movements as she dug through the boxes in there.
