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It starts with, hey Y/N, can I talk to you for a second?
Then, I promise it'll be quick.
And finally, please?
You wanted to say no. You wanted to turn around and pretend you didn't hear her, hole yourself up in your room until she leaves. Again.
You knew that she knew that you would rather be anywhere else than go with her, but Natasha was watching the two of you like a hawk, so you grit your teeth and nod.
The assassin nodded, content that you weren't going to run away, she gave the younger woman a pointed look before turning to face you once more.
"I'll leave you two be."
You only nod in return, wrapping your arms around your midsection as you finally faced your ex-girlfriend.
You decide to play nice, because she made the effort to corner you while you where with Natasha, knowing fully well that the older woman wouldn't let you leave without hearing her out.
She had tenacity, you had to admit.
“What did you want to talk about, Wanda?”
It seemed like all the bravado Wanda had earlier had disappeared as soon as it was just the two of you left in the room. You tried to meet her eyes, but the younger woman was bent on maintaining eye contact with the floor.
But still, you waited for her to speak up.
“About what happened, I’m--“
“Listen Wanda," You cut her off, tearing your gaze off of her to stare at the door behind her. "If that’s all you wanted to talk about, I’d rather not waste either of our time.”
“Please, Y/N, I just want to make things ri--“
You took pride in the fact that you could keep your emotions in check in a stressful situation. It came in handy whenever you were out on a mission; but right now you'd take a life-or-death situation over taking about the past.
Emotions is what brought you here in the first place.
You let your emotions get the best of you and now you search for her in the places you used to share, knowing damn well that she would never be there with you ever again.
You wouldn't let her break your heart a second time.
“Do you remember the first time you kissed me?”
You cut her off again, the abruptness of your words shocking her enough to lift her head to meet your gaze.
The intensity of her stare almost makes you back down, but you don't allow yourself to waver.
“O-of course I do." She answers, confused at the change in topic, but allowing it anyway. "What does that have to do with anything?”
You run your thumb along your knuckles, the action helping calm down your heart rate (which at this point, was racing like you'd just ran a marathon) a little.
"The first time you kissed me you told me after that you'd wanted to do that for a while."
The room is so quiet around the both of you that you can hear Wanda's breath hitch from where she stands.
You take a moment to pause and watch her, taking in the sight and letting it sink in that she was back from her travels.
This was the girl you fell in love with. The girl you spend so many countless nights with - talking to each other, kissing each other, loving each other - simply because you could.
The girl you were so sure that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.
But life had different plans for you, and now the dreams you once shared with her were tucked away in the back of your mind, for you to open on a rainy day when missing her became too much.
"I always wondered if you thought the same thing when you left me.”
You see her face drop when your words sink in, but you've already spent so many nights thinking about how true your words must be since she was so unaffected when she left.
You're already indifferent to it.
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She knows how much she hurt you when she up and left with Vision - though the only reason she found out was because Clint accidentally let it slip when she had called to let him know where she was.
She thought you were fine.
You didn’t fight her when she told you she’d fallen for the android. You didn't yell, didn't even make a scene.
You didn't ask her why she chose him, why she was so quick to drop you and to things you planned on doing with her.
You just nodded your head, a sad look in your eyes that she never wanted to see in them ever again before giving her a final kiss on the forehead before telling her that you would have your stuff out of her room by the end of the week.
Looking back in hindsight, Wanda didn’t know whether to be grateful or angry that you let her go without putting up a fight.
You loved her didn’t you?
But you were there, standing in an oversized sweatshirt with a smile that didn't reach your eyes, waving goodbye to the new couple goodbye before they left for a holiday they were taking now that the world wasn’t in imminent danger.
It didn't take very long for Wanda to start feeling the threads of regret creeping up to her.
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You knew something happened when Vision came back alone.
He looked directly at you when he told the team that Wanda decided to travel around on her own for a little longer.
You had your questions but didn’t pry him for more answers.
You could infer.
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After Vision had gone back home, and she was finally alone, Wanda took the time to see the sights on her own.
The sunsets in Paris were beautiful, especially when viewed from the Eiffel tower.
The busy streets of London keeping her busy and moving (though she'd never felt more alone while seeing the sights that the city had to offer).
The bright sun in Athens shined down on her, wrapping around her like a hug after a long day.
All the places she’d promise to visit with you.
But there was no one there to hold her hand, no one to fall asleep next to, no one there to stop and admire the sights the world had to offer.
All these beautiful places, but something- someone was inherently missing from her side.
So, after being away for so many months, she decided to come home.
She wanted to apologise, to make things right and hopefully, get you back.
But you thought she was only here to get closure.
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"I'm not saying all of this to make you feel guilty," You sighed.
"Because it hurt, more than I thought it would. But I'm still here, and my world didn't end just because you left me. I learned that I didn't need you to survive, that I could do just fine on my own.
"I needed to learn to love myself and be happy being on my own.”
She knows that you’re having a tough time getting the words out. But she knows that you needed to say them and that she needed to hear them, even thought it was breaking her heart all over again.
You’d learnt to live without her and survive without her.
And she learned that she couldn't live without you.
"Don't get me wrong though, I would choose having you over losing you.” You say with a sad smile. ”But we don't always get what we want."
Wanda doesn’t mean to peak inside your head, but when your thoughts were practically screaming at her, her curiosity won over the logical side of her that told her peaking into your head would only hurt her more.
"Will you still love me in the morning?"
You asked her one night, already slipping into the clutches of unconsciousness, voice just loud enough for Wanda to hear.
She hums as she runs her fingers through your hair, smiling when you nuzzle deeper into her neck.
You were her warmth, someone she wanted by her side until the end of forever. Nothing would ever make her want to leave. She was already where she needed to be.
Of course she would still love you in the morning.
"And every morning after."
Shaking your head, she watches as you clear your throat, blinking away the scene playing in your mind, bringing Wanda back to reality with you.
“I’m just rambling now, it’s fine, it’s over, we’ve both moved on. There's nothing for you to apologise for.”
You look down for a moment, and she figures it's you taking a moment to gather yourself. When you finally lift your head up to look at her, there's a small (but still warm nonetheless) smile on your face.
“Let’s just forget this talk ever happened, okay?”
She wants to say more- she needs to say more to you, because the more you keep on talking, the deeper her heart sinks knowing that you're letting her back into your heart so easily this time. If ever.
You’re ready to forget everything that’s happened between you two - while she’s just barely even scraped the surface of unpacking all the baggage she left when she left you.
“If there’s anything you need just let me know but other than that,” You exhale.
“Welcome back home, Wanda.”