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╰┈➤you are FOUR YEARS old

- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ BABY BELOVA ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

WARNING : ̗̀➛not a happy one-shot :(

INSPIRATION : ̗̀➛ Speak | Ongoing
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"Y/n," You heard, "Wake up." 

You didn't want to get out of bed, and you especially didn't want to go see Nat's grave. What was so special about a rock? You were only a little kid, how would you know? 

And if Nat really wasn't there, what was the point of visiting it? You whined and went back under the sheets.

"Please Y/n, please don't be difficult right now," Yelena sighed, walking over to your bed. 

It was only a little bit after you found out that Nat was gone.

You didn't budge, so she lifted you out of your soft, warm sheets. You whined again, trying to shove her away with your little-toddler arms. 

"Y/n," she scolded, "Stop." 

You didn't listen, continuing to squirm. She eventually set you down, "If you aren't going to cooperate you can go sit in the corner." 

You hated the corner, you really did, so you plopped on the floor, looking down at your pink socks. 

"What's wrong?"

You turned away, playing with your little fingers.

She gently grabbed your soft cheek in her hand, "Use your words малышка."

You shook your head, the words wouldn't come out of your mouth. Nothing would. You could only cry. 

You sniffled, feeling a big sob come. She lifted you by your armpits, placing you against her chest. 

"Let it all out," she cooed, soothingly rubbing circles along your back. You cried, feeling the empty space in your tiny heart ache, for Natasha. 

"I hope you know that she's watching over you," Yelena kissed your forehead. "She's always gonna be with you. In here," she tapped the left side of your chest. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

╰┈➤I LOVE YOU 3000

[Feb .6. 22.]