𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 , 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃 ; but it’s like the moon calling to the sun — carol danvers was always meant to burn bigger and brighter than everyone else . she wants to hold onto her , to wrap her arms around her and come home . but people like them didn’t have homes . the closest thing she had was her smile ; how it shone like a watery sunset , how it brought her back to shore and grounded her feet . but natalia romanova is not a woman to be loved . she is a woman to be feared , to be hated , to be inevitably destroyed . carol looks like salvation , she bleeds ichor and when she touches her , for just a moment , natalia thinks she can be saved . but it’s a foolish notion . she is plagued with a lifetime of sin and guilt ; she scrubs and she scrubs but she will never be clean . ❝ i can’t . ❞ there’s too much to say . where would she begin ? her gaze shifts hesitantly . she can’t look at her . she’ll cave . ❝ you don’t want to do that . trust me . ❞ she would bear her soul to her if she asked but natalia isn’t entirely sure she’d stay after what she witnesses .
