Scarlett Johansson and Her Characters (One-shots)

°𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕥.𝟚 (ℕℝ)°

Warnings: mention of ED, kinda throwing up, harsh words, could affect sensitive people

Two weeks had gone by since Natasha arrived, and it had been two weeks since I had spoken to her. Recently Wanda and I had become really close, Best Friends even. She stayed in my room and the two of us often cuddled and watched movies together.

This morning I woke up in Wanda's arms, which wasn't an uncommon situation in the past couple of weeks. She smiled down at me as I cuddled into her further.

"How are you this morning, Bean?" She asked.

"I'd be better if you shut your mouth and kept cuddling me," I growled.

"Wow, someone's grumpy," she remarked.

"No, just... cuddles," I whined.

She laughed and held me closer.

"We need to go downstairs and get breakfast in a few Bestie," Wanda said.

"Mmmm, no," I grumbled.

"Yes," she said picking me up with her powers.

"Ok, yes, yes, but you have to carry me down there," I bargained.

"Fine," she sighed bringing me back down and placing me on top of her once more.

After a few more minutes of cuddling and enjoying each other's presence, we finally got out of bed and headed downstairs. 

I loved being in her arms, she was honestly one of my favorite people as of now and she was so soft and cuddly. 

When we got to the kitchen she placed me on the counter and looked at me questioningly.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I wanted to know what you wanted for breakfast," she responded.

"Uh, how about, blueberry muffins?" I asked her.

She smiled and nodded and then started grabbing ingredients. All was well in the kitchen until Natasha walked in. She came in and huffed at the two of us before grabbing a mug and pouring some of the freshly brewed coffee from the coffee pot into it. 

"You guys are so gross," she commented.

"Whatever," I said trying to ignore her.

This was one of the first times I had talked to her in a while.

"I mean Wanda isn't too bad but I really didn't think she'd be into a slut like you," she commented calmly before sipping her coffee.

"I'm not a slut," I said.

"You are too, I know you slept with people at the agency and I know you and Wanda have been sleeping together recently as well, that makes you a little whore," she snarked.

"I have only had sex one time, and Wanda and I aren't sleeping together, at least not in that way, I mean we do sleep in the same bed most nights," I retorted un-confidently.

"Oh, so I was wrong, you're a prude," she said sitting down at the dining table.

"Am not, just because I don't wanna sleep around like you think I have, doesn't mean I'm a prude," I commented.

"Whatever you little virgin," she scoffed.

I was so done with her shit. I looked at Wanda with an annoyed glare, she shook her head, telling me it wasn't worth the fight. I sighed.

Wanda had made us muffins and they had just come out of the oven a few minutes ago. Natasha got up and walked over to where we were standing in the kitchen.

She went to grab a muffin from the baking tin but I smacked her hand away. She looked at me shocked.

"You don't get any," I grumbled at her.

"Ok, fatass," she said rudely.

That insult hit differently. She had been saying mean things for the past week and a half but most of them were just calling me a little shit or saying stuff like I'm a whore, or a prude. 

But the very fact that she used something that I had struggled with my whole life, just hurt. It wasn't me just acting butt hurt cause I wanted to, it genuinely made me want to cry.

I stood there with tears in my eyes and put the muffin that I had wanted to eat down on the counter. Something I never told anyone, was that I had a severe eating disorder. Not even my dad knew about it until he found me passed out in the kitchen.

My appetite was gone and suddenly I felt like I needed to throw up. A tear fell from my eye and landed on the tile floor.

The kitchen had gone silent.

"Y/n, aren't you gonna eat your muffin?" Natasha asked teasingly.

I couldn't take it anymore, I sunk to the floor and started crying. Wanda was by my side in seconds, and Natasha was frozen in place. I couldn't breathe. I stood up and sprinted through the house to the front door.

I ran through the field of grass and all the way to the other side where the forest continued. I stopped by a tree and started gagging. I hadn't eaten anything so I just dry heaved until I was choking on tears and spit. 

I gasped for air and felt dizzy, I had finally stopped so I sat down with my back to the tree only to see Natasha standing there. I kept sobbing with an empty expression on my face, the tears endlessly rolling down my cheeks.

"What was that about?" Natasha asked in a caring voice before sitting down in front of me.

I couldn't believe her, she really was a terrible person.

"F-f-fuck y-you," I said trembling as I stood up to leave.

That's when she grabbed me by the arm and spun me around.

Lmk if you want more, I don't wanna write another part nobody wants.