Y/n's Point Of View
I met a girl 10 years ago. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen with her emerald eyes and red hair. She doesn’t smile that much and often she looks as though she carries the world on her shoulder. You’d think she’s a bitch by her attitude but if you get to know her deeply you’ll know that probably, she’s the sweetest human who has the softest heart that anyone could ever have. She can love someone even beyond measure and reason and I’m just lucky to be the person whom she fell in love with. Despite her pure heart still, not everyone understands her, though not that she minds it because it is more important that she understand herself. Natasha Romanoff isn’t an easy person to be with. It’s like touching a fire but somehow the same fire that burns you sends a soothing warmth. God knows how much I love Natasha, I may have loved her more than I do to myself.
She saved me so many times that I’m so close to thinking she owns my life. I was only 14 when the red room took me from my family, I was so hopeless back then and for me, there was no longer a reason to live. I was trained to hurt and kill people but before I could even lay a finger on anyone Natasha already made a promise to herself that she would not let my hands get dirty with blood. She made sure that I would never be like the other widows, especially her who were forced to kill people. She was with me the whole time, we became each other's pillar. We escaped the red room and survived life together alone before becoming an avenger. It was only then that I realized that Natasha was my reason to live. I could never survive without her so I promised myself that when things turn upside down and it was down to me to save her life, I would do it without a question.
“Tony, you’re telling me that to have the soul stone-“ I bit my lips and prevent my eyes from watering. I couldn’t even finish my word, pain lingering in my heart “..There will be a sacrifice needed” That came out almost in a whisper “A soul for a soul” I added and the tin man only nodded in response “Natasha knows about it that’s why she assigned herself and Clint to vormir to get the stone” That played in my head like a broken record, how could she do that “You know she would never let Clint sacrifice himself” And that is my last straw. My knees fell on the floor as a sob came out from my lips. I cover my face with my hands and cry like a child. Tony looks away from me and makes himself busy. I know that this is hard for him too. He lost a lot of important people in his life and now he might lose another friend again “Is it worth it?” Tony asked, maintaining eye contact.
“All we do is save people here and there. We always risk our lives for those who don’t even care about us and what we get in return. Nothing. I’ve lost my friends, the kid and so many people who are dear to me. There’s a big chance that I will lose Natasha too. No one is there to save us, Y/n. Do you think it’s fair?” Now I can tell that he’s drained and in pain. The Tony I know would never question the help he gave to other people. He’ll be by your side whenever you need him. I wipe my tears and stand up, the pain is killing me yet there’s no room for rest or mourning. There are people we need to get back, there’s a world to save “This isn’t the right time to give up, Tony” We can’t afford to lose for the second time “What are you going to do? Let Romanoff sacrifice herself just to save this lifeless world?” He walks back and forth while holding his head like it’s going to explode any moment.
“I’ve expected too much from you, Y/n” He does sound so disappointed in me. He thought I would risk the life of Natasha for those people “She’s your girlfriend, you’ve been together for a long time. You’re supposed to be protecting her, the thing that I failed to do with the kid. Fight for her like what you always do” If the world is ending and we’re all going to die anyway I would rather choose to spend my remaining time with Natasha instead of looking for a way to save the people. It was selfish but they have no idea how much I love her “She’s not going to do it, I will” If dying means saving the world for her then I would not mind sacrificing myself for it. If my sacrifice means she’ll going to have a better life then who am I to stop it? Ever since we escaped the red room I promised myself that I would do anything to see Natasha happy, no matter what happens and whatever it takes. This is the right time that I return everything she did for me. She didn’t ask for it but I’ll do it anyway. I couldn’t risk losing her.
