a/n: minor self harm sorry guys
Wanda paced the floor.
She'd just seen Natasha for a little bit..
She was much thinner now, like she hadn't been eating...
She must've eventually fallen asleep, because she didn't remember Natasha coming back. Or starting to change..
Natasha looked up at her from where she was sitting.
"Hey sleepyhead."
"Oh hush."
"You look so cute when you're asleep.."
Wanda felt blood rush to her cheeks.
"You're also really cute when you're blushing~"
"I--"
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Nat was conscious of her arms, and Wanda being awake...
She tried to grab a jacket. But she wasn't covert enough.
"Tasha?"
".....Yeah?"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm...cold?"
"You're never cold. You keep this room at freezing cold. Why are you getting a jacket?"
"No reason."
Wanda got up and went to the bathroom.
Nat tensed. She hadn't-
Oh no..
"Tasha?"
"I-- yeah?"
"You- what is this?"
She came out holding the blade. Nat looked at her hands.
"I'm sorry.."
She sat next to her, "I thought- I thought you were over this- I thought--"
There were tears streaming down her face, hot, sad, hateful tears.
"It's- you- you were gone so long- I thought you were dead, or hurt, and I hated myself for not trying harder to get you back or going with you and- I just- I'm sorry- I--"
She collapsed into Wanda, her head pounding and sobbing.
She was just so broken.
How long before she accidentally cut Wanda with her edges?
