Y/ns pov
"What"
I say putting the tin under my pillow
The door opens revealing a tired lookingWanda
"I'm sorry I-"
She starts before continuing
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine" I lie unable to meet her eyes
"No Your not, come"
She says opening her arms and inviting me for a hug
"Im oka-"
" nuh-uh, come"
She cuts me off stepping closer to me
I accept the invitation and throw myself into her arms burying my face into the crook of her neck
"I'm- I'm sorry"
I say finally allowing my tears to flow freely
"Your okay, you have no reason to be sorry"
She tells me rubbing my back to soothe me
Wandas pov
I've never seen her like this before
It seems like everything she'd been holding in the entire time we were captured is hitting her at once.
I move to lay with her on the bed, her face never leaving the space between my head and shoulder.
After about 30 minutes her sobs turn into sniffles and her grip on my shirt loosens.I give her a few more minutes before i remove my hand from its stop in her hair
"Feeling better?"
I ask cautiously
"Yeah and in dire need for a shower"
She replies clearly trying to lighten the mood
"Me too, you can shower in here and I'll go to my room and when I get back we're gonna watch my "weird sitcoms" and your gonna tell me exactly how your feeling okay?"
I tell her
"Do you think maybe u could stay with me? You can shower first and u can wear my hoodie that's actually your hoodie"
She asks
"Of course"
I tell her laughing at her attempt at claiming my hoodie
A/n
This is short again the next chapter will be out soon but I'm gonna try and make it a long one
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Lost
FanfictionNatasha romanoff x daughter In which Anya allianovna romanova, the red rooms deadliest assassin is sent on a mission to kill a former assassin, a traitor to her home. But what happens when she recognises her target? Will she complete her mission? Or...
