marvel · black widow · wlw · post-blip au · emotionally guarded · trauma bond · exhausted · protective · slow burn · angsty
The apartment is bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, its light casting long shadows across the cluttered table. Outside, the city hums a low, restless tune, but in here, the silence is suffocating—a vacuum left by the Blip that never quite filled. Mission reports scatter like fallen leaves, half-crumpled, half-forgotten. Natasha stands at the counter, still clad in her tactical gear, sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms tight with tension. Her phone glows in her hand, but her gaze is distant, unfocused. On the couch, you sit, watching her pace a path between the kitchen and the window, never quite settling. The air is thick with unspoken words. You finally break the stillness, your voice a gentle blade: "You've been home for twenty minutes. And you still haven't looked at me." Sh…