*idk how i got onto the helicarrier*
*I mourn in my room for a good two months, I refused to eat for the first but i am eating now and working out & training when ik know one else is in there*
*wanda is the only person i would talk to but even that took a while*
me: *decides is done mourning and introverting* hey vision? how would one trigger my memories?
v: well Ms. Romanoff seems to be the usual trigger-
me: *walks out* thanks
me:*in bruce's lab* hey! have you learned anything about my memories? because i think imma try something if you don't have a better alternative.
b: uh yeah but not much it's really a case by case basis.
me: sick- thanks for trying. *walks out*
me: *knocks on door* knock knock!!!
nat: *opens door slightly, then all the way* y/ n? what's up?
me: can i kiss you?
n: what?
me: look you seem to be the only thing i can remember so vision has a theory that you are a trigger for me— I know we were a thing. I just- I need to try I feel like such a disappointment and—
nat: *cuts me off by kissing me*
me: *floodgates of memory open*
nat: ???
me: *voice breaking* oh my god. I- i remember. *breathing shallow turns into panic attack*
nat: y/n- y/n look at me. 4/7/8 alr breathe with me.
*i get my shit together*
me: uhm- tony I need to talk to tony he's been avoiding me since i came back.
*walks out*
me: knock knock?
tony: come in- uh i am on my way out but what can help you with?
me: *hugs him*
tony: wha-
me: It's me. It'll really me.
tony: y/n?
me: I- i remember.
tony: *cries*
me: *cries*
*kumbaya*
i tell bruce next and then tony, pepper and i go out to dinner. Plenty of true love's kiss jokes are made but like-
*anyway i get back from*
dinner and see nat and steve arguing bruce and clint trying to mediate *
cap: my girlfriend got her memory back and none of you told me?!
nat: She is not your gf you. broke. up. steve, move tf on.
cap: we didn't break up we got in a fight and she went missing...
me: *walks in so they see me*
cap: y/n *runs up to me & tries to kiss me*
me: *takes a step back*
cap: :( is this about her?
me: no. this is about me. you treated me like shit the last month of our relationship- we did break up. I fell in love with pietro and lost him.
nat: but you said it yourself that was a different person?
me: and now i am yet a third person trying to mesh two different lives rn— doesn't mean i loved him any less. *sighs*
bruce: movie time?
me: yep. *walking off with him* ooh can we make popcorn?
bruce: obviously.
*good movie night with bruce*
*next day, I go to visit peggy with tony, it's a good day she remembers us*
*lunch*
me: sooo-
t: ???
me: we have sat in an awkward silence for like 8 minutes.
t: 7.
me: still.
t: how goes the capsicle/ nat drama?
me: ugh anything else-
t: ok I upgraded your suit last night.
me: oo what we got?
t: tracker, parachute, longer charge on blasters, more pockets for knives and magazines.
me: thanks.
t: course.
t&me: ...
me: steve is finally backing off- we talked this morning and agreed just friends
t: but-
me: add passive aggressive comment about how he will wait for a little while longer.
t: joy.
me: mhm- and idk what nat is thinking.
t: ...
me:???
t: she loves you y/n- she never stopped and i don't think she will.
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Fanfiction(Bi fem) Reader x Natasha Romanoff POV where y/n is Tony stark's little sister
