Summary: "If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have left." || Ask game
Pronouns: not used || Warnings: a bit of angst
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"Only love can hurt like this." The party was crowded on the rooftop of Stark Tower, and Wanda was only able to hear you because she was sitting right by your side.
The brunette looks at you with confusion, but your eyes are focused on the opposite side of the ballroom, where the red-haired assassin shares a drink with Bruce Banner. You sigh softly.
"I just mean that... I never thought pain like this existed, you know? And I've been through a lot of pain in my life." A sad laugh follows your attempted joke, but Wanda merely sketches a worried smile. "I guess love just hits differently. An entirely new kind of torture."
"Hey, love is not all bad," the brunette argues, trying to cheer you up with a light nudge on your arm, "it can be beautiful and comforting and heartwarming. Even if unrequited. You just have to look at it the right way."
"That was too specific not to be experience." You tease with a knowing smile, and Wanda looks away immedietly, her eyes resting on the rings around her fingers. "Maybe."
"Well, to unrequited love, then." You offer your glass to her, and the brunette smiles as she raises her own, the sound of glass clicking as she repeats the toast, "to unrequited love."
Then you turn your eyes back to where they were before and, too focused on Natasha, you fail to notice Wanda's feeling-laden gaze lingering on you.
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Natasha Romanoff x Reader - Blurbs Collection (PG)
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