In the end, it's only us (Natasha x reader

Born to love you

Natasha pov

"What are we doing out here?" i ask as Y/n takes me to the railing.

"I always thought that the sunsets on Asgard where the most marvellous and beautiful thing in the word, but i was just proved wrong"

"How? It's magical" i say, facing the coloured shifting at the horizon.

"Seeing you walking down that aisle" Y/n says and i feel my cheeks heat up. And the other thought i've had in my mind is no at the top of the things i want to ask her. "What's up?"

"How did you find her? I looked for her for years and i just thought she didn't want to be found"

"I guess i had enough motivation to find the unfindable." she brushes some of my curled hair out of my face as another warm breeze comes soaring.

"What was the price?" i know it couldn't have been as easy as finding an address and knocking on the door saying 'hey Yelena, here's an invitation to our wedding, hope you come'.

"Nothing you need to worry about, it was worth it to see your face when you saw her. To watch you realise that your entire family was there" she misses my cheek and i nestle myself into her chest as we continue to watch the sunset beam into different colours. Purple, orange, yellow and red. Giving way for the marvellous night sky that's built with northern lights. RIght now, in this exact moment, everything is perfect.

"I was made to love you" i think out loud and she lets out a small laugh into my hair.

"What?"

"I think i was born to love you, born to make you smile, make you laugh" i feel her smile, making me smile even more. I've smiled so much these past months that my cheeks are starting to hurt. "I mean, it couldn't have been the other way around since you're a hundred years old."

"Hey, i'm still 28, you're only two years older than me" she says with a laugh.

"I'm still younger" i mumble into her chest. Knowing that she'll be like this forever. Soon people might think we're mother and daughter or even granddaughter, not a married couple.

"Hey, stop thinking like that" she interrupts my thoughts and i wonder if i had said them out loud.

"Thinking like what?" i play oblivious.

"That i'm younger than you, it's not good to stress about. And soon enough you'll be a hundred years yourself, beside me"

"I hate it that i'm older in human years, at least it doesn't show"

"I don't know, is that a wrinkle?" she places her finger on my temple with a laugh. I look up at her and gently slap her arm.

"It's not funny Y/n" i nestle into her chest again, admiring the northern lights.

"Natasha, you won't have to worry about it. You won't make it to 31" and even though the words would sound threatening there is nothing but love in them... and uncertainty. "Just as i never made it to 29" and it's quite again, the music from inside is like on the other side of a window. There is something on her mind that i can't read, so i get to another thing i want to ask her.

"How come we can talk in our heads here?" it's an interesting question, but i don't look up.

"In Asgard everything is strengthened. Our powers, our energies, our connection"

"I just thought it was our powers that connected us"

"So did i, but when you came here and i could hear you without listening, i knew it was something else"

"I swear to the gods if you use the word soulmate i'll throw you off the balcony" i stop her and she laughs.

"I won't say it, but you know it to" her hand strokes the back of my head. "And maybe, when you turn, we'll be able to speak telepathically on earth as well"

"Y/n... sorry to interrupts, but i need to speak with you" a woman's voice that we're all too familiar with says from behind. We turn around and meet Wanda's gaze, but it's avoiding mine. It's like the two of them are talking in their heads again, not just with their eyes, and Y/n gives in eventually.

"Is something wrong?" i ask and they both answer in union.

"No, of course not" and then y/n continues. "I'll be back in a minute моя луна и звезды" she gives me a peck on my lips before walking away with Wanda. As i stand there, watching them walk away, to wherever. I almost don't notice the woman coming up to me.

"Are you okay?" she asks, motioning to take a tear of my cheek. It's Frigga, Thor and Loki's mother, the one that married us.

"Yeah, i guess" but my worry echoes in my voice, i can hear it and so can she.

"I get it, you're worried"

"I am, about a lot of things right now" i don't know what to do with my hands so i just start to twist and turn on the rings on my finger.

"What weighs on you most, child?"

"That she's withholding something from me"

"She is" she says, probably without thinking and i look questioning at her. "You don't know where she is going?"

"No, i don't" i straighten my back as i fully turn to face her.

"She's looking for a way to stay alive, for you to live together"

"What do you mean by staying alive?" a knot starts forming at the pit of my stomach.

"Stay alive from being dead" but i still don't get it, she's not alive so she can't die. "She really haven't told you?"

"She hasn't" anger starts to boil together with that worry and fear. She promised to not keep more secrets.

"Maybe it's not my place to say then"

"You've started, you'll finished" she was almost on her way to walk away but i gently grabbed her arm to make her stay. I need to know.

"She's prophesied"

"What do you mean prophesied?"

"She has a curse laying over her head, since the moment she was born. It was just a matter of time before her time would run out. I just thought it would be another few hundred years before that"