Learning to Love Her

Forty Four

YOUR POV

I may or may not have passed out from the pain. It's evident that I did with the IV in my arm, the fact I'm in the compound's medical wing and the hospital gown which isn't covering my ass.

- y/n : Ow

- Natasha : Lay back down

- y/n : Hey my love

- Natasha : You're a fool

- y/n : Your fool though

- Natasha : Wanda is making your favourite food

- y/n : She doesn't have to. I don't want to be a hassle

- Natasha : Should've thought about that before you got shot, shouldn't you?

I didn't intend to get shot. No one intends to get shot except psychopaths.

- y/n : Tasha

- Natasha : Y/n/n

- y/n : Look up from your book for a minute. Hi, I love you

- Natasha : Hey, I love you

- y/n : Come cuddle?

- Natasha : Move over. God these beds are so uncomfortable

- y/n : Yep. That's why you're here, so I can lay on you

- Bruce : Ladies, I present dinner

- Wanda : Morning

- y/n : It's 7.35pm Wandie

Any of Wanda's food could bring me back from the dead. If I'm ever unresponsive then just get Wanda to cook in the building and I'll rise like a vampire or some shit.

- Wanda : I hate having to restrict where I can go. Those articles ruined my life

- Natasha : Your life? I can't go into a mass public space. I just want to go on a date with my girlfriend but everything and their dog thinks I'm a threat to national security so I can't leave the compound unless it's for a mission. I have to wait for the government to give a statement proving I'm not a threat

- Wanda : You're not a threat

- Natasha : I know. I ju-

- y/n : Mind helping me cut up the chicken, I can't move my arm enough to saw it

- Natasha : Okay. Open wide

- y/n : I don't need you to feed me

- Natasha : Cut your own chicken up then. It's just a hassle for me to cut a piece of chicken and then give you the fork and then cut another piece of chicken

- Wanda : I get that

- y/n : I'm not a child, just cut it all up please and then I can feed myself

- Natasha : Ugh. I was trying to do something nice

- y/n : I just don't want to be babied

I shouldn't have a go at Nat, the only person I can be angry with is myself because I was in the firing line.

- y/n : I'm sorry. I don't mean to have a go at you. I'm just tired and angry at myself

- Natasha : It's fine detka

- Wanda : How long until she can leave?

- Bruce : After she's eaten. Just keep strenuous activity to a zero until we start with physio

- y/n : So that means...

- Bruce : No sex

- y/n : Great