Your POV

I had felt as if this wasn't working. I had felt I had enough. She acted like she OWNED me, but it was nice. Just... the problem was that we were going through the entire Thanos thing. Bad timing.

I decided to approach Natasha while she was just hanging around. I couldn't wait any longer so I blurted out, "Tasha! Um... This whole 'you and I' thing isn't working out. A- and it's because the timing is terrible. I'm sorry."

Her eyes slowly filled up with tears as she shrugged. "Okay. Whatever. Just know... Know this. I still love you. And I always will until the day I die. Now go away, Y/N/N."

I waked away as I tried to decide how to feel.  Her emotionless face hurt me. I knew she was blocking me out, but who was I to blame her? She was alone now and she was leading the Avengers all by herself because the men couldn't man-up.

I noticed Steve go to talk to Natasha, who was slightly crying and eating her sandwich. I felt guilt crawl up my stomach because it quite in fact was my fault that she was crying. I noticed a pair of ballet shoes on a chair in the room. 

My brain was a bit slow but after a couple seconds, it clicked. She only ever danced when she was stressed or nervous. Was it me who did that?

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No one's POV

Natasha and Clint had left for Vormir. Natasha was being suspiciously interested in the planet. As Clint returned, you returned at the same time. You were quick to question where she was, alongside Steve's and Bruce's questions. Clint opened his hand and in the palm of his hand laid a glowing orange rock.

Everyone remained a stoic expression, but yours quickly faltered. They all tried to comfort you, but their attempts had quickly gone down the drain. You pleaded for someone to bring her back or just someone.

Hulk went and snapped but the only person that appeared in your now lonesome room was Wanda. She walked over and hugged you tight, whispering comforting phrases to you. She kept on encouraging you to let out your emotions so you did. You talked about them.

"Wands! I still loved her and now she's gone. She left me. She wouldn't have done this if it weren't for me. Well, she would because she's that sweet, but... think about how Yelena would feel when she knows about this? SHE was the right one. It WAS the right time. I was just being problematic!! I- It was one of those right people, wrong time things." You broke down until you were trembling and sobbing. "Get her back for me...! PLEASE!!"