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Natasha Romanoff, a person who has a reputation in bedding women from left to right. She is someone who relentlessly pursues what she desires, seeking satisfaction above all else. She wholeheartedly embraces the "fuckboy" label and her ability to make women fall at her feet.
This Casanova persona has been established because Natasha refused to acknowledge her deep affection for Wanda. Wanda is her little sister's best friend and she's known her ever since they were in elementary school, and has held a special place in Natasha's heart. However, Natasha has denied her feelings for far too long, opting for a reckless path rather than confronting her true emotions.
Wanda, on the other hand, secretly harbors the same affection for Natasha. She has never mustered the courage to express her feelings openly, and even Yelena remains unaware of these unspoken emotions, as Wanda believes that pursuing a romantic relationship with Natasha would likely lead to nothing but heartache.
Their college semester break came in and Natasha decided to stop her fuckboy persona and tried to clean her name the best that she could. She stopped sleeping around during the previous semester as she is planning on confessing her true feelings to Wanda. She is already planning what she's going to do if her confession will be in favor of her or not. But if Wanda rejects her, she will not give up right away since she needs to prove her feelings for the girl.
In her dorm room, Natasha dedicated herself to crafting a heartfelt poem, intricately handcrafting paper roses, and selecting adorable stuffed toys she knew Wanda would love. She's trying to keep these all under wraps because she doesn't want her sister to find out. She couldn't shake the nagging suspicion that Yelena might interfere with her plans, which weighed heavily on her heart.
Natasha planned the day pretending to seek Wanda's help in finding a birthday gift for Yelena. Her request may be true, however, she has her own motive. After they bought the gifts, Natasha asked if they could go see a movie and Wanda happily agreed and is rejoicing with their alone time together. Natasha subtly put her hand on Wanda's lower back as she's guiding her inside the cinema. Nothing too touchy happened as Natasha doesn't want to scare the other woman. After the movie, Natasha once again asked if Wanda would like to come over to her dorm and for a home-cooked dinner. Wanda agreed and even picked the food that she wanted.
While they were eating, Natasha was feeling nervous and just decided to leave the table abruptly. This left Wanda feeling confused and her mind went into different directions when she saw Natasha coming back holding a bouquet of paper roses, cards, and stuffed toys. Wanda is so touched by all of these gifts and the poem that Natasha rose made her heart flutter.
"I wanted to court you for so long, but never had the courage to ask. I know you probably think badly of me, since I have this bad reputation and I would understand if you reject me."
"Natasha… I don't know what to say."
"Wanda, I have liked you since we were in high school but you had a boyfriend back then. Since then, I suppressed my feelings and ended up sleeping with everybody. Gosh, this is embarrassing."
"It's okay, Natasha. Go on."
"I just wanted to ask if I could court you, Wanda. I want you to be my girlfriend."
Wanda felt giddy all of the sudden, but she did not let her emotions cloud her decision.
"I will be giving permission to court me, but it does not mean that you will be my girlfriend eventually. I will need to see that you are not playing with me and are indeed serious."
"Yeah, I can do that. Thank you for the chance, Wanda."
The courtship went on for months and Natasha stayed true to her words. She devoted all of her time with Wanda. Strayed away from any parties and she even stopped smoking for Wanda's sake.
Wanda observed Natasha's determination and decided to give their relationship a chance. Natasha joyfully kissed her with passion, it was a special moment. Yelena, hearing the news, eagerly joined in the celebration of their newfound love. Although Yelena doesn't entirely approve of this relationship, she is happy for them nonetheless.
As their relationship grew, they remained blissfully unaware of the whispers and doubts surrounding them. Among those skeptical was Maria, Natasha's ex-fuckbody who couldn't help but find it amusing that Natasha had chosen someone like Wanda.
Five months into their relationship, Natasha received an invitation to a party. In all honesty, she missed her wild nights of returning to her dorm inebriated, but she certainly didn't miss the casual sexual encounters. Natasha had refrained from rushing into intimacy with Wanda, a gesture that Wanda deeply appreciated.
Natasha told Wanda that she'll be going to a party and will shoot her text once she arrives and leaves the party. Wanda, the angel that she is, let Natasha go and decided to just stay in their dorm.
The scent of alcohol and marijuana filled the air at the party, and Natasha wasted no time in grabbing drinks and reuniting with her friends. It had been too long since they'd partied together, and they were eager to catch up on their lives. Natasha learned that Maria was also present but chose to ignore her presence entirely.
At 1:36 AM, Wanda received a call from Yelena, who insisted that they needed to pick up Natasha, knowing she'd be too intoxicated to drive her bike. When the pair arrived, they began searching for Natasha but stumbled upon a scene they never expected. Natasha was sitting on the couch, in a highly compromising position, with her back to Wanda. Maria was straddling Natasha's lap, draping her arms around her girlfriend's shoulders.
Wanda stood there, rooted to the spot, unable to believe her eyes. She had strongly believed that Natasha had changed and would never return to her old ways. Maria noticed her and leaned down to kiss Natasha's lips.
Wanda's vision blurred with anger, tears started streaming down her face and she stormed out of the party, with Yelena hot on her tail, calling her name repeatedly.
Yelena made sure first to drop off Wanda to her dorm and went back to the party to get her stupid sister. How dare she break Wanda's trust like that. She shook Natasha awake, as she screamed at Natasha to get up and leave the party. Natasha, still groggy, complied without much protest, stumbling into Yelena's car.
Yelena seethed in her seat, her anger lingering in the air but she refrained from venting her frustration aloud. She knew that once she started, there would be no end to it. She drove Natasha back to their dorm in tense silence, practically tossing her onto the bed. Then she noticed all of the lipstick marks on Natasha's face.
Frustration and disappointment welled up within Yelena as she decided to leave her sister alone to deal with the consequences of her actions. Instead, Yelena quietly made her way to Wanda's room, determined to watch over her, knowing that she needed the support more than ever.
The following day, Yelena, filled with curiosity and concern, made her way to her friends' dormitory. She sought out Steve initially, as he seemed the most level-headed and sober among the group, still holding on to his morals. When she finally located Steve, he seemed reluctant to face her, but Yelena was determined.
"Steve, are you seriously going to hide from me?" she questioned.
Steve winced but knew he couldn't evade the conversation any longer. "Uhh... no. Are you here because of what happened last night?"
"Yes," Yelena replied firmly. "I need to know why on earth my sister's face has Maria's lipstick all over."
Steve looked at Yelena with remorse in his eyes. "It's my fault," he admitted regretfully. "I should have warned Natasha about Maria's unhealthy obsession with her. All Maria did last night was try to get close to Natasha, desperate to win her back. She just couldn't let go. Natasha, of course, wasn't having it and they had a heated argument," he sighed and continued his confession. "From then on, we thought nothing major would happen, so we continued drinking and smoking. It all slowly happened because we were confident Maria would eventually stop. However, out of nowhere, we saw them on the couch, Maria kissing Natasha. That's when both you and Wanda walked in and witnessed the scene. Right after you chased Wanda, I managed to pull Maria away from Natasha's lap and noticed that Natasha was nearly unconscious. Tony and I tried to wake her, but she was unresponsive. That's when it hit us – Maria might have drugged her to have her way."
Yelena felt a wave of shock and regret wash over her as Steve's explanation sunk in. She realised that she had misjudged her sister, and jumped to conclusions way too quickly. Determined to clear her sister's name, Yelena hurried back to their dormitory, where Wanda was waiting.
Meanwhile, Natasha began to stir in her bed, her head throbbing with the aftereffects of a wild night. As her vision cleared, she saw Wanda sitting at the edge of her bed.
"Hi, baby," Natasha groaned. "My head is pounding. I must've really drunk a lot last night."
Wanda's expression was stern as she replied, "Yeah, you were so drunk that you cheated on me."
Natasha's eyes widened in shock, and she scrambled to sit up, almost losing her balance. "Cheated on you? What are you talking about?"
"I genuinely thought you have changed, Natasha," Wanda's voice trembled with hurt and anger. "But it seems like everyone was right about you being a heartbreaker who enjoys toying with people's emotions. I can't stand this. You're even denying it to my face!"
Natasha was still bewildered, trying to process everything Wanda was accusing her of. "Wanda, please, just calm down. I need to understand what's going on. I was only with the guys last night. We drank and smoked. Nothing else happened!"
Wanda's resolve remained unshaken. "Keep lying, Romanoff. We're done. I'm breaking up with you."
Desperation crept into Natasha's voice as she pleaded, "Wanda, no, no, no. Please, don't do this, baby. I'll figure this out. I don't even know what I did, but you have to believe me!"
Wanda's voice was resolute as she responded, "If you have any respect left for me and yourself, I suggest you leave me alone. I don't want to see your face ever again. I shouldn't have trusted you." With those words, Wanda stormed out of the dorm room, slamming the door behind her, leaving Natasha standing there, wondering how she had ended up in this heartbreaking situation.
Natasha went to the bathroom and to freshen up and will get this shit right. Upon checking the mirror, she saw all the faded lipstick stains on her face and neck. Fuck! Wanda surely saw all of these and she doesn't even know who she got them in the first place. First, she's going to call Yelena and Steve, second, talk to Wanda after she got her answers about what happened last night.
After taking a shower, she got her phone. No, she will not call Yelena or Steve. She went straight to Wanda's room and try to speak to her. She at least needs to make things right and assure her that she did not cheat on her with anyone.
She knocked on Wanda's door softly and called out her name. There was no answer and Natasha went for plan B, she had a spare key and let herself in. Her heart broke into a million pieces when she saw Wanda crying at the foot of her bed, hugging her knees closely to her body.
"Wanda, baby. Please. Talk to me. I want to make this right."
Wanda, who usually refrains from cursing, has unleashed every ounce of her anger towards Natasha.
"How fucking dare you step into my space! You're a cheater!"
"No, no. Please, I don't understand what you're saying, Wanda. I have zero recollection from last night, and I doubt very much that I've done something to break your trust," Natasha pleaded, her eyes searching Wanda's for any hint of understanding.
Wanda just scoffs. "Classic cheater. Pretends to not remember and blames their actions on the alcohol."
"I am not pretending, Wanda. Please help me out here." Natasha pleaded with desperation.
"Why would I even help you when you fucking put me in this situation!" Wanda screamed and continued berating Natasha. "I can't believe I fell for someone like you. I used to think highly of you and admire you sincerely. That's why I have given you a chance despite your habits. But the saying is real, old habits die hard."
Wanda chuckled to herself, not really minding the words coming out from her mouth. "Who fucking knows! You were probably sleeping secretly with someone else, or probably with Maria since you can't fuck me and get your way with me!" She's now blindingly accusing Natasha with whatever comes into her mind.
"Oh is that it? You were all over her last night because you can't get laid with me. Wow. That's fucked up, Natasha."
Natasha is left stunned once again from all of the insults and accusations that Wanda is throwing at her.
"Maria? What does it have to do with Maria? I have not spoken to that woman since I dumped her. Although she was there last night, I paid her no mind."
"Oh hush now, Natasha. Don't ever fucking lie to me now. You were kissing all too fucking good last night. I saw it. Yelena even saw it too. So don't ever fucking lie to me!"
Natasha, completely lost at the moment and doesn't know what to say anymore. Wanda is saying things she can't remember and she was probably right. She's a cheater who could never be satisfied with her partner.
"What? You're just going to stand there and not say a damn thing? Because I'm right? You're busted? You're pathetic, Natasha. A sly motherfucker who likes to play with people. Is that where you get your pleasure from? Seeing girls fall at your feet and leaving them in hell just for the fun of it?"
"You're hurting me now, Wanda," Natasha replied, her voice laced with sadness.
"You've hurt me more, Natasha. Get the hell out of my room. I never want to see your pathetic face again. I want nothing from you."
Natasha simply nodded and slowly walked to the door. But before she opened it, she cast one last look at Wanda. "I love you, you know." It was the first time either of them had attempted to utter those words.
"Well, I don't," Wanda retorted without hesitation, shattering Natasha's heart even further.
"I understand. Goodbye, Wanda." Natasha's voice cracked as she spoke, determined not to reveal her crumbling emotions.
Perhaps their love for each other had never been enough, and their relationship had been doomed from the very beginning.