Like Breathing Was Easy. [+ivananddmitiri/Mainverse]
One look at Ivan seems to take Natasha back more years than she’d care to remember - it’s the beard, she swears. “If you get into that bed, I’ll drag you back out of it,” she warns him, walking into the room and glancing around. “And I haven’t been Natalia in years.”
She knows the air of determined practicality will irritate him, but - quite frankly - his air of woeful self-pity is grating on her nerves too. “Shower, shave, and get dressed. Then we get to have a talk.” Her tone leaves no room for argument, although if there was one person who could never avoid an argument with her, it was him.
The formality and authoritative tone did nothing to dissuade him from his course of action. He flopped back down into bed, face first. After a few seconds, he turned over to look at her. “What is it you want to talk about, Natalia. As you can see, I’m not exactly in the best state for conversation at the moment, but I figure it’s important.”
Natasha raises an eyebrow at Ivan, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “You can’t think of anything I might want to talk to you about? Given that you’ve shut yourself up in here and shunned the outside world?” She sighs, pushing her hair back from her face. “Come on, Ivan. You’re better than some petty jabs, and I’m better than walking away because of them.”
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