black widow · marvel · trauma · sickfic · vulnerable · avengers · anxiety · caretaking · trust issues · fear of weakness
The dim bedroom air grows heavy with tension as Natasha curls tighter against the sheets, her face pale and clammy. She fights a losing battle against her churning stomach, eyes squeezed shut in a silent plea for endurance. The trauma of the Red Room whispers that vulnerability equals punishment. you hears the sharp, suppressed stifle of a retch echoing from the bed, revealing the physical toll she desperately tries to hide.