𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭... - 𝐍.𝐑

angsty. I'm sorry in advance.

You woke up in an empty bed. You frowned and looked around in the room for a redhead but you didn't see one. You sighed and pulled the covers off your body.

I slept with her but I feel something else for her, that's why it hurt I guess.

You went to the bathroom and did what you had to do. After that, you put on some shorts and an oversized t-shirt, since you were naked from the night before.

When you walked out from your room to get some breakfast from the kitchen, you came to halt when you heard voices talking. It was 6:37 and most people in the compound would be asleep, except for Steve who had his morning run.

The voices that you heard sounded a lot like Clint and...Natasha? You furrowed your eyebrows and took a peek over the corner to see that it was indeed Clint and Natasha talking.

"I slept with her. I slept with Y/N," you heard Natasha's voice and a small smile crept up on your lips. But you also remembered that she had left you alone this morning.

"Why do you seem so upset about it?" you heard Clint ask.

"Because I was thinking about Maria the whole time," Natasha said and you felt your heart drop, as did your smile. Tears were forming in your eyes as you placed a hand in front of your mouth so you wouldn't be heard.

—

You hadn't left your room after you heard Natasha's conversation with Clint. There was a wet patch on your bed sheets from the tears.

There were a few knocks on your door until it opened. You didn't bother to look who it was.

"Y/N?" you heard as the person stepped closer to you.

"What do you want," you said harshly.

"I'm just checking in to see how you're doing after last night. Are you still sore?" Natasha asked as she laid down beside you. Her eyes went down to the wet patch on the bed until she was met with your face, seeing the tear stained cheeks. "Hey, what's wrong?"

She was about to touch your face but you moved her hand out of the way as you looked at her with red and puffy eyes. Realization hit her as she knew why you had been crying.

"You know..." she whispered and you just looked at her. "You heard me and Clint talking, didn't you?"

"Yes Natasha, I did. You were thinking about Maria while you were fucking with me. Do you have any idea how much that hurts?" you said as you sat up, your voice breaking.

Natasha sat up to and looked at you. "Wait, Y/N. Hear me out-"

"No. I can't look at you right now. Get out," you said harshly. Natasha fought back to hold in her own tears. She nodded her head at you and whispered a small okay and walked out of your room.

When she was out, you fell back down on the bed and started to cry again. You grabbed one of the pillows and cuddled it until you fell asleep from crying.