Safe with me

Part 65

Natasha sat in the water holding the stone, tear falling from her face. Her world was falling apart once again. She had just learned to open up to Wanda and now she was taken from her. She gripped the stone tighter trying to tell herself it would be worth it in the end. That they would win this and Wanda's death wouldn't be in vain.

She travelled back and fell down on the platform, Clint rushed to catch her. "did you get it?" Natasha opened her palm and everyone celebrated for a moment until Y/n spoke up. "where's Wanda?"

Natasha's heart broke all over again knowing she would have to tell Y/n their fiancée was dead. "i tried to stop her. I wanted it to be me. She didn't let me." A grim realisation fell over the crowd and everyone was speechless. Y/n slumped down into the closest seat as the others hung their heads.

Clint tried to stop her but natasha quickly left she didn't know what was worse the others seeing her upset or seeing some of the people she loved the most hurt.

In her classic fashion she stayed in her room and didn't let anyone in. But they didn't leave they just sat outside her room. One by one another person came to check on her and joined the group, no one said a word just sat in silence outside natasha's room.

When natasha eventually opened her door she saw some of her avengers family all sat outside holding different objects. Thor had grabbed the biggest, fluffiest blanket he could find, Y/n had brought a platter of her favourite foods, Clint had brought her water, Tony had brought the biggest teddy bear Pepper would let him take and Steve had brought a box of tissues and a book he had recently discovered.

It was nice to see them all rally around her but all she wanted in that moment was Wanda, she wanted to be held by her again just to remember every last detail. "thanks." she swallowed, tears filling her eyes. She felt guilty they were being nice yet she couldn't find it in her to be grateful enough for it. She should be appreciating what she still had but the loss felt too great.

Thor stood up wrapped the blanket around natasha. "we could play some video games, take the snacks and bear downstairs. Take your mind off it?" Natasha was torn it was a sweet offer and laying in bed crying wouldn't bring Wanda back or do anyone any favours by worrying them more, but she was so tired. "one game." Thor nodded. "you're on."

Thor propped the bear up, resting it on his legs to give natasha a comfy spot to sit even wrapping the bears arms around her shoulders.
One game turned into ten and soon natasha was cursing at the screen wishing ungodly things on her fellow players. "its quite cute. All that rage in a small mortal. Its amazing... and a little terrifying tiny one."

A giant rock man walked in nonchalantly sitting down with a loud thud everyone looked around in shock no one had an explanation until Thor smiled. "This is korg. My friend. Korg these are my midgard friends."

He smiles waving to everyone. "Hi. Don't worry I'm not a threat unless youre made of scissors." He laughed. "That gets funnier every time my friend" Thor taps his shoulder. "What the hell is a rock guy doing on my couch?" Korg smiled holding up the controller. "Thor told me we were playing Fortnite." Tony took a swig. "Thor if your boulder breaks my couch you are paying for it."

Hearing everyone laugh cut through natasha she decided she'd had enough, she didn't have it in her anymore but the last thing she wanted was to dim their fun so she handed off the controller, said a quiet 'goodnight' and left.

Natasha went to wandas closet and grabbed one of her hoodies, she pulled it on, added some of her perfume and hid under the covers where no one would see her tears.

After hours of crying till her cheeks burned and her mouth was dry and sore Y/n finally walked in, their eyes red. "hey baby." they scooped her up, natasha was secretly grateful she flinched everytime she moved and felt that cold spot in the bed where Wanda and yn would normally be. She couldn't sleep alone. Not tonight, maybe never again.

You know it's a little rude how you guys always get mad at me for making you sad but you never think about me having to put myself in the headspace to write all this angst. It's always "why are you doing this to me?" not "why are you doing this to yourself?"✋😩

(if you can't tell I'm kidding and I'm fine k bye)