SCANDAL

Entangled

With Y/N's latest reoccurrence, she buried herself in guilt trips, not knowing how it would seem if she told Carol.

Carol, on the other hand, was feeling regretful with everything, not knowing her wife had something of a bigger issue.

Then again, they've known Wanda for a short period of time and during their encounter with her, it always led to the worst outcomes. 

Wanda was never known for being selfless or someone who did anything for the mere fact of being helpful. She never did anything without a secret intention, be it good or bad. 

We'll just have to wait and see what her motive is with the hold she has over Y/N...

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Despite Y/N and Carol disregarding each other, they had their responsibilities as individuals and as couples. 

So that brought them to accomplishing their errands. 

Y/N and Carol were picking out groceries, not something they were used to since they'd order them online.

"Which do you want, white or brown ?" Y/N asked, holding the two loaves of bread. 

"Umm, white ?" Carol hesitantly answered. 

"But brown is healthier." Y/N argued. 

"You're the one who asked me." Carol huffed, this is one of the things Y/N does that annoys her. She tends to ask Carol to decide between things, and Y/N would always pick the one Carol didn't choose.

"Might as well get both." Y/N resolved, placing them inside their cart.

"What else do we need ?" Carol asked. 

"Juice." Y/N replied, looking through her list.

Once they reached the aisle, Carol immediately nudged Y/N towards the orange juice.

"Pulp or no pulp ?" Y/N asked. (Very controversial topic.)

Without answering, Carol took the juice with extra pulp and placed it in the cart.

They walked towards the checkout when Y/N realized that they forgot one more thing.

"Wait! We need peanut butter." Y/N smiled cheekily, seeing Carol roll her eyes.

"To the peanut butter." Carol sighed, following her wife to the aisle.

Reaching the aisle, Y/N looked through the different brands and types, wondering which one was the best. Such a hard choice...

"Carol, do you prefer crunchy or creamy ?" Y/N asked, you would think that they'd know what one another likes, but they weren't really the couple who went grocery shopping together.

"I don't know, creamy might be good, that's the smooth one right ?" Carol said.

"I think so." Y/N doubted.

"Crunchy is better if you want texture. You could never go wrong with more peanuts." A voice spoke.

Y/N and Carol turned their heads, glancing at the person, who they have not seen in a while.

"Nat..." Y/N looked at her in surprise.

"Hi." Natasha civilly greeted.

Carol smiled at her for the sake of her wife, and so did Natasha.

"You heard the peanut butter expert, crunchy it is!" Carol grabbed a random brand and placed it in her cart.

Y/N giggled at Carol's rush and asked Nat how she was doing.