Honey, you are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I come here to talk
I hope you understand
Wanda knew she could always ask Natasha for help. Their talks had become familiar now. Natasha’s brand of comfort was a unique one that Wanda cherished every moment with. The redhead was always there for her. Her mentor, her advisor, her found family, and since recently, her girlfriend. The thought sparked a light in Wanda’s heart even on the darkest days. Natasha was her support, her rock. And she was always there when Wanda needed her. Always there to talk. Always there to understand.
The green eyes
The first part of Natasha’s appearance that Wanda had fallen in love with had been the redhead’s eyes, twin emeralds that sparkled in the light. She had seen them in all their shades and emotions- unforgiving and furious but also soft and kind, and even, in some rare moments, vulnerable and scared. Wanda had fallen in love with their every hue, their every mood.
Yeah, the spotlight
Shines upon you
Wanda remembered when she had first joined the Avengers. Natasha had been the star. So strong, so sure, so in control of herself despite the horrors that she had endured, horrors that Wanda had seen when she had peered into the former spy’s mind. It was admirable, if nothing else, how she could perform in the spotlight despite the knives that hung from her back. Despite everything, Wanda had found herself in awe of this impossible woman.
And how could
Anybody deny you?
Wanda knew there was no way she could not have fallen in love with Natasha. Someone so strong, so powerful, so perfect deserved all the love in the world. Wanda had long-resolved to give her girlfriend all of hers.
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter now I've met you
And honey, you should know
That I could never go on without you
Wanda knew she had Natasha to thank for her recovery, for her life. The woman had helped her rise from the depths of misery and discover new heights of joy. She truly had unclipped Wanda’s wings, lightened her load. She had given her the ability to fly, the ability to fly again. She couldn’t imagine a life without Natasha. She didn’t want to. Even the thought of it hurt.
Green eyes
Wanda came back to the present. Green eyes stared into hers with worry, with concern, with love. She couldn’t love them more. “I’m alright, moya lyubov. When you’re there, I’m alright.”
Honey, you are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think, you should know
Natasha had called her eyes a sea full of wonder and kindness and strength. Wanda had blushed and responded with the first thing that came to her mind. “You’re my sea. You keep me afloat. Even on my worst days, you keep me going.” Natasha had smiled. A genuine, warm smile. The memory lit a fire in Wanda’s heart- a fire of sustenance, a fire of comfort. She hoped Natasha knew just how much she loved her.
The green eyes
You're the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who tried
To deny you must be out of their minds
But the green eyes still carried their worry. Natasha placed a hand on Wanda’s. “Darling, are you sure? You seem… unfocused.” Wanda smiled. “I was just thinking about how much I love you. You’re the one I have wanted to find all my life.” “Sap,” Natasha responds, Her voice is full of affection, full of love. The emotion pours itself into Wanda’s head. “I’m not joking! I couldn’t not fall in love with you. I would be out of my mind if I tried to.” “I love you too, moya dorogoy. I love you with all my heart.” No words have ever felt more like ‘home’.
'Cause I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter since I met you
Honey, you should know
That I could never go on without you
Wanda can feel a storm coming. Not a literal one, of course, but death and destruction are on their way. She can feel it. She holds on to Natahsa even tighter. In this moment, there is no load on her shoulders. The world is not weighing her down. The evening breeze, carrying Natasha’s scent, blows though and puts her at peace. The world feels lighter. Happier. Natasha is her beacon-in-the-dark. Wanda will never let her go. She’s lost her everything once, she’s been through that hell before. She couldn’t survive it if she lost her everything again. She huddles closer to her girlfriend, burying her face in the redheads shoulder. “Thank you, Tasha. Thank you for everything.” There is peace and contentment in her heart. In that moment, the world could not be more perfect.