N.R. One Shots

Loved you

Nat knew something was wrong the moment she walked into the house.

You were sitting too still on the couch.

"You're home."

"What's wrong?"

Your hollow look scares her. She sits down beside you.

"What's wrong Y/N?"

You wordlessly pickup the remote and turn the television on.

The afternoon show runs, showing Nat. 

She's in a McDonalds booth with a guy.

He has a black eye patch.

The caption flashes under the picture: 'Natasha Romanoff, Back in Business?"

"Y/N...."

"Natalie Rushman. You're not the woman I though you were, are you?"

A moments hesitation and Nat nods.

"I should have told you."

You pick up your already packed suitcase. "You promised you would never be her again."

"I did."

You walk to the door, tears already falling fats from your eyes.

You stop at the door and turn, Y/E/C eyes boring into green.

"I loved you, Nat."

And then you're gone.