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Seriously thinking about starting a universe of fanfics inspired by Taylor Swift.
Warnings: โtwo weeksโ is said a lot lol.
Wanda Maximoff x Reader.
Word count: 1659
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Summer.
Her last summer trip with her high school friends.
Her last summer with you.
Her boyfriend was a dick. She always knew it but he was the safest choice to get through high school. Popular, tall, blond and the QB of the school team.
Quite the dream, isn't it?
And cheating garbage too.
She finally broke up with him before prom when se found him making our with a girl on his car after the last season game.
It hurt but deep down it was no news to her he was cheating.
She didn't even bother to listen to his excuses. She ran off to knock on a door she knew it was always open for her.
-Wanda? - you asked worrried.
She was crying inconsolably, soaked by the torrential rain falling outside.
-Come in - you said immediately.
Se didn't even hesitate and wrapped her arms around you.
Ohh you...
Not too much to say there. Best friends since kindergarden. Sidekicks in a million of adventures... And a typical clichรฉ of two friends falling in love.
But the problem was you were a girl. And she was also a girl. There's literally a Chappel Roan song about it.
So, even though it was an open secret, she simply chose to ignore it when the rumors began to spread among the high school corridors. You? In love with her? No... No of course not.
A year of rumors ended when Vision kissed her after winning his first season as QB.
You were so sweet you just smiled at her from across the field and walked away with a broken heart. She wanted to run after you but she was simply a coward.
It was easier to pretend not to know. Not to acknowledge it. If she didn't accept it, then it wasn't happening. She wasn't breaking your heart. God driven herself crazy.
She was brainwashing herself. She was too scared to accept you were in love with her. And even harder to accept she was in love you too.
You were still there for her all the time. Smiling and being as charming as always. So what was the need to ruin it all?
-What happened? - You asked once in your room.
-Vision... - she simply said - And Vivian... in his car...
You closed your fist.
-That son of a ...
-It's okay - she interrupted you before you got more angry - I kind of knew it.
You sighed sympathetically. You also knew it. The whole school knew it. You didn't understand how Wanda was able to play dumb about it.
But, she prove to be able to play dumb about a lot of things. .
-I don't want this to ruin summer - she said - It's our last.
-I know... - you said - You're right... We should enjoy before we're two thousand miles apart.
You chuckled softly but she didn't.
It all dawned on her all of a sudden. She was leaving for San Francisco in the fall. You were going to Georgia. That summer was all the two of you had before starting separate lives at college.
And she cried again. You thought it was because of Vision again and just hold her. But she was crying for you.
All those years of pretending suddenly crashed down on her. She hadnโt just been pretendingโshe had been wasting time. Wasting time in a relationship that didn't even make her happy, instead of being with you.
-It's okay... you don't need him - you said.
No. She didn't. She needed... wanted you.
And all she had were two weeks to be with you. She was gonna make it worth.
A sudden change in her personality messed with you mind that friday afternoon when you picked her up. All the way to Tony's summer house, she was acting so flirty you were starting to believe in alien abductions.
But she was onto something.
All your friends immediately noticed when the two of you walked in hand in hand. You didnโt understand what was going on, but you wereโฆ just going with the flow.
And everyone just accepted it. Maybe she was finally realizing her mistakes.
She was having the time of her life, holding your hand, kissing your cheek, flirting with you. Finally, after so many years of restraining herself, she was letting you know she felt the same way you did.
Even though you were definitely enjoying it, you were still cautious. This new behavior was still scaring you. What if she was justโฆ trying to rebound from Vision?
The first two days passed and you were still a bit clueless. After a night of sitting by the campfire and roasting marshmallows you were the only two left sitting by the pool.
-What is happening? - you asked as she clung to you arm looking at the moon - Why are you being so...
You couldn't even describe what she was being like.
-Shh - she said softly, looking at you - I'm just... tired of pretending... Please...
Your heart was beating like crazy.
-Just give me these weeks... Please...
She didn't say anything more. It wasn't needed. You understood everything.
She didn't look away. And neither you did. Your lips found each other, and just kissed.
Those two weeks were bliss. She finally had you. It all happened too fast. Six years of gravitating around each other and finally collapsing together... it was almost too much for the two of you to bear.
Hugs, kisses, holding hands, sneaking off to lonely corners, sharing smiles. It was a rush that completely took over your lives.
A rush that faded on the way back.
It was like recreating the final scene from The Graduate.
She was holding your hand, thinking about the problems that would come with walking into her house like this. And she felt like a coward again.
-My sister is going to die when we tell her - you said excited.
She gulped and didnโt say anything. First warning.
And this time you were the one playing dumb. Maybe she was just tired.
When you finally arrived at her home she didn't kiss you. She just looked at you.
Oh no. That look. Second warning.
-Maybe we can just.. slow down a bit - she started - These weeks were amazing but... I guess we need to, process everything before...
You sighed. Okay... maybe she was right.
She kissed your cheek and walked to her house.
A few weeks later you were officially leaving for college. And contrary to what you had expected, she came to say goodbye.
-Iโm sorryโฆ Iโm still so scaredโฆ - she whispered.
-Itโs okayโฆ - you said, holding her gaze - I know itโs hardโฆ But I can wait for you. Take all the time you needโฆ Really.
She looked at you, shook her head slowly. Third warning.
That night, a long, painful conversation unfolded in your room. She apologized too many times to count. You cried just as many.
By the end, you understood. She was giving up.
-Youโre still my best friend - she murmured before leaving.
And that was it.
Life was about to drift you apart for four years.
During college, the two of you talked from time to time, still keeping each other on social media.
Wanda thought you would actually wait for her. Maybe, after college, life could give you a second chanceโlike a slow-burn romantic story.
But then you met Kate.
Oh, that Bishop girl haunted all her nightmares for a year.
She was rich, famous, and so fucking irritably nice. And the most important thingโฆ she wasnโt scared of showing you off.
Now it was Wandaโs turn to be the nice, smiley friend with a broken heart, watching you happy with someone else.
She still tried to ease her mind. Itโs probably just a fling, she told herself. A college girlfriend whoโll just become part of your past eventually.
But years passed. And you were still with her.
You graduated, and so did she.
And thenโฆ a wedding invitation arrived in Wandaโs mail.
She made a terrible excuse not to go. Her dog got sick.
She didn't have a dog.
But keeping herself away from you was easier.
She met Simon Williams a few months later. And she brainwashed herself again. She tried to live in fairytale. Playing housewife for a man who gave her the minimum. But she did her best to play dumb.
And that was working until you moved to your hometown again.
But this time to build a family. To build a life. Just not with her.
And her life felt like she was stuck in a painful circle everyday.
You smiled and waved at her every time you two ran into each other. Small talk was all left between you two.
And her heart ached. Cause there was a time...
Two weeks where you were hers.
Two weeks when she had you.
It was stupid. She loved you and it was ruining her life.
All she could do was cling to those memories. Those blurry, golden two weeks when the world belonged to the two of you.
Simon was probably cheating on her.
Kate was the one watering flowers on you backyard.
It was all messed up.
She wanted to call you, to beg for more, to tell you how much she couldnโt let go. But she knew it would change nothing.
The ache inside her made her want to run, to move to another country trying to escape
But even if she ran, even if she hid, nothing could fill the hollow that was left.
She only had you for two weeks. And maybe that was the cruelest thing of all.
Two weeks that would live in her forever. Two weeks that would haunt her, and shape her, and remind her of what could have been.
And she would carry that weight. Not the life she had, not the love she lost, but the ghost of what could have been.
And I won't confess that I waited, but I let the lamp burn
As the men masqueraded, I hoped you'd return
With your feet on the ground, tell me all that you'd learned
Sokovia was forgotten country. Only known for its war and the bomb attacks that terrorized the country a few years ago.
You were born and raised there. In the early years of your life the city was a nice, quiet place to live, but once the Stark Bombs appeared, everything changed. The country was plunged into a state of war for years. Bombs, attacks, bunkers and protests by citizens to cease arms. Everything changed very quickly. In a span of two years your family moved six times to be away from the main targets of attacks. And although it was difficult, it was all worth it in the end. Your family was still safe and together.ย
Unlike your best friend, Wanda Maximoff.
You had met Wanda during the first year of school, a somewhat shy girl who hid behind her twin brother Pietro when she walked. You became friends one day when Pietro was sick and you invited her to play with you during recess. From then on, you two became inseparable. Between laughs, games, birthday parties and sleepovers, the connection with Wanda grew stronger and stronger.
Unfortunately, the war ended the children's childhood in Sokovia, including Wanda's and Pietro's.
When the war was just beginning and the attacks were still unpredictable, a bomb hit the building where the Maximoffs lived. Wanda's parents died immediately, but the twins were left under the rubble for days, fearful that the unexploded bomb would finally do its job. Luckily that never happened. The Maximoff twins were rescued and placed in a program for war orphans.
Your parents tried to get them out, but the collapsed system did not allow that to happen. Despite that, Wanda and Pietro would sometimes sneak out to come see you, have a decent meal and a hot bath. It was then that you became Wanda's main emotional support. With you she could cry for hours and she knew you would hold her. You felt your heart break every time she cried, you wished you had the power to take that pain away. But you stayed strong for her and offered her your unconditional love. Unbeknownst to you, that friendship turned into love during your early teenage years.
Each time Wanda visited you, the hugs were longer, the closeness increased, her hands sought yours to hold, the smiles were different. Until day, it finally happened. Wanda kissed you before she left. It was quick, awkward, but you smiled and kissed her back.
Wanda's visits increased since that night. Even if Pietro wasn't there, Wanda knocked on your window almost every day. You would spend hours talking, playing with your intertwined hands and kissing. Wanda seemed happier every time you saw her. Although her life had taken a drastically different path than she expected, the constant within her chaos, was always you.
As they grew up, Wanda and Pietro matured in a different way than you, even though the three of you were children in a country at war, you still had a home and a family. They, they sought to survive. That's how one day Wanda mentioned a man named Strucker.
- He says we can do something for our country. They are looking for people who want to avenge Sokovia, who want to destroy Stark.
Tony Stark. The man everyone hated. Within your many talks about life, Wanda always mentioned her hatred for the businessman. The bomb that killed her parents had his name written on it. Something Wanda never forgot. Her hatred was something you could never cure. Wanda was full of rage, with good reason. But you never thought she'd want to sign up for something like that.
- Is it like an experiment? On people? I don't know Wanda... - you said sincerely worried.She took your hands.
- This is my chance to do something for this country, for my parents. Pietro agrees too.
You looked at her sadly.
- Just stay safe, okay? I'll be here for you.
She smiled and kissed you. The twins had been involved in anti-war revolts before but, this was different. Wanda left that night with Pietro and you moved in for the last time with your family. You didn't hear from them for months.
Life without Wanda was differentโฆ sad. When the war calmed down and you were able to go back to school with some normalcy you wished Wanda was there with you.
As the war subsided more and more your concern for the twins grew. You didn't know what they had done with them or where they were.
Until one night, while you were trying to fall asleep, someone knocked on your window.
Your heart stopped for a second. There was only one person who knocked like that. You looked at your . Two o'clock in the morning. A second tapping finally got you out of bed. A faint red light was sneaking through the curtains. You didn't have much time to think about it because Wanda's voice rang in your head.
-Y/N, it's me.
Your heart stopped for a second. There was only one person who used to knock on your window like that. You looked at your nightstand. Two o'clock in the morning. A second tapping finally got you out of bed. A faint red light was sneaking through the curtains. You didn't have much time to think about it because Wanda's voice rang in your head.
-Y/N, it's me.
Confused you walked quickly to the window, opened the curtains and, to your surprise, Wanda was there, smiling.
-Wanda! - you said excitedly, almost shouting - Oh God, I thought I would never hear from you again! - You immediately hugged her and she reciprocated without hesitation.
-I'm sorry, it's been a difficult few months, but I have a lot of things to tell youโฆ did you hear my voice?
You looked at her quizzically.
-Sure, you called me to open the window, didn't you?
She looked at you and shook her head.
-My voice, you only heard it in your head.
Strangely, you thought about it for a second. Clearly you had heard Wanda's voice, but now that you analyzed it carefullyโฆ You looked at her again, in front of you. It was then that something else crossed your mind. Your new room was on a third floor. How did Wandaโฆ
You looked downโฆ She was flying?!
Before you could scream, she quickly came in and covered your mouth.
-Calm down, let me explain.
You looked at her, and again, heard her voice in your head.
-It's me, I'm your Wanda, I swearโฆ Just, let me explain, please.
You slowly nodded and she took her hand away from your mouth.
That night you hardly slept, it was an hours-long conversation. Wanda told you about the horrible place they took her to with Pietro, how the experiments turned out to be more torturous and dehumanizing than she thought. She confessed to you that only she and Pietro had survived.
Just as in the past, you held her and let her cry for as long as it took. After months without seeing her you felt her lips again, and godโฆ how you had missed her.
Then she told you about her powers. Pietro ran as fast as light, that was easy to understand. But sheโฆ she was extraordinary. Telekinesis, being able to read and manipulate minds, lifting things with her powersโฆ it was all unreal.
-Can you read my mind then? - you asked curious
She nodded.
-I can feel you - she looked at you softly - I know you're worried, even a little afraidโฆ but I know you're not afraid of me, you're afraid of what might happen to me.
You smiled slightly and hugged her crying.
-I don't want anything to happen to you, pleaseโฆ stay - you begged.
She closed her eyes.
-I can't, we finally managed to control our powers, the mission is just beginningโฆ. Stark hasn't paid yet.
-Wandaโฆ Pleaseโฆ
She caressed your cheek. I couldn't stop, not now that I was so close. She kissed you again before speaking again.
-Trust me, please, I will come back, I swear.
Wanda left again that night. But this time she did come back to visit you every chance she got. You waited for her at your window every day. Despite spending hours talking, she never told you much about Strucker's plans, or how she planned to take revenge on Stark.
A part of her world became unknown to you. But it didn't matter because she always came back to you.
You could wait. Every night, you left a lamp on in case Wanda knocked on your window. A custom that stayed with you for years.
As time went on her powers became more sophisticated and she handled them better. One night she even flew you to the top of Sokovia to see the city from afar. You couldn't believe how incredible it was, to you, it was magic. You lived in your own little bubble of loveโฆ until it burst.
Again, everything happened very quickly. The news was talking about The Avengers and how they had finally captured Strucker and wiped out a small subset of what was left of HYDRA.
The blood ran cold through your body as you imagined the worst.
Wanda and Pietro had luckily escaped the base and were still at large. But now, they had become the target of Tony Stark and his team.
Wanda managed to see you one more time before joining Ultron, she explained everything very quickly before promising to return one more time.
Everything remained relatively calm until days later when the Avengers showed up to evacuate Sokovia. Wanda visited your home the moment she arrived. She tried to explain to your parents that they should leave while she tried to evacuate the city.
-I was wrong - she repeated - Now you and the whole country are in danger because of me.
Once again you held her while she explained how Ultron was planning to end the world and that she had helped him. You repeated to her that it was all right, that she was doing the right thing now.
She helped you evacuate with your family and kissed you before returning to the, now floating city, to help The Avengers.
Time passed slowly, you hugged your parents while you prayed with all your heart that Wanda was okay.
Finally, your city was destroyed and The Avengers defeated Ultron.
Wanda arrived with your family in the arms of a robot you didn't knew existed. You were grateful that he brought her to you and he left immediately.
You hugged her and she only repeated one thing between sobs. One name.
-Pietro
Your stomach churned and you began to cry too. Your best friend was gone.
The next few weeks were not easy for Wanda. Your family took her in while she was still grieving the loss of her brother. Now that there was no city to return to, your dad decided it was time to start a new life in America. In less than three weeks you had moved into a house in California.
But it wasn't the same anymore. Wanda. Your Wanda. She was now an extraordinary being who could offer so much to the world. And the Avengers wanted her in their ranks.
-Do you think I can do it? - Wanda asked you one night as you cuddled before bedtime.
You sighed before answering.
-You are an extraordinary being Wands... and not just because of your powers, but because of your conviction to use them for good. To do the right thing.
You caressed her cheek.
-I want to try it- she replied - Rogers said they would take me in, I would live in New York to train and help on missions, I would even have a salary.
Your heart stopped for a second, but then you smiled.
-You're going to be the best super hero there is.
She smiled and kissed you. A long, deep kiss. Her hands caressed your body over your pajamas, and when she stopped to look at you for a second, you just nodded and kissed her again, giving her permission to continue. She was yours. You were hers.
Wanda left after a few days. The Avengers took her to New York. Before she left, she promised to visit you whenever she could, as well as promising to take you with her at some point to start a life together. She was gonna grow up to be better and come find you. You both cried and hugged for hours until it was time to leave.
You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me
Words from the mouths of babes, promises oceans deep
But never to keep
Never to keep
Every day you waited for Wanda to knock on your window. The lamp remained lit, accompanying you in the nights of waiting. But that didn't happen for a long time. That part of Wanda's world where you didn't belong grew bigger and bigger. And although at first you called each other every week, as Wanda's training progressed and the missions grew more and more, those little moments became fewer and fewer.
You went off to college when Tony Stark and Steve Rogers decided to break up The Avengers. From the few phone calls you received from Wanda you were able to learn that the government was looking for her and that she was now a fugitive.
You cried wanting to hug her. But this time it wasn't possible.
The next thing you knew was that no one knew where Steve Rogers and his allies were, Wanda let you know that she was not in America and had returned to Europe, but could not reveal where.
Your life went on and, one day you stopped waiting. No one would come knocking on your college dorm window. The only one that seemed to be still waiting for Wanda was the lamp.
Thanos, aliens, and the extinction of half the population... it all happened in the blink of an eye. The Avengers had lost and Wanda was no longer here.
Again, your family was safe. The first months were devastating for you, you had lost Wanda. Your parents were your main support in those times. You didn't want to... you couldn't let go of her. You held on to those promises and the love you felt for her.
Tony Stark came back to earth after being lost in space and then everyone gave up. And you decided you would too.
Wanda came back in the blink of an eye for her. One moment she was mourning the loss of her android friend Vision and the next one, Doctor Strange was pointing out to her that the final war was still on, and she was needed.
Weeks later she finally found out everything that had happened. The five years that had passed. And her heart stopped.
With the help of The Avengers she track down where you were. Apparently you were no longer living with your parents. You had moved to Chicago during the blip.
With hope in her heart she flew to were you were. Your building was very tall and you lived on the 12th floor.
It was nighttime.
You were on your balcony, looking out over the city.
She hid for a few seconds, admiring you.
Your face was as beautiful as ever but your features... you looked older. You were older. Time had indeed passed for you.
A tear rolled down her cheek. She got lost watching you, until a voice called out to you from inside.
-Honey, I'm going to bed.
You smiled and answered.
-I'm coming.
Her heart stopped again. You were with someone. You were someone else's.
Slowly she came out of her stealth enchantment and approached your balcony.
When you turned around to see the city once more, finally, after years, you saw each other.
Time stopped for a second.
You approached her, slowly, fearful that it was an illusion.
-Wanda? - you asked.
She nodded, landing on the balcony.
-It's me. Your Wanda. I'm fine.
You caressed her cheek, recognizing her skin to the touch. The tears fell down on their own.
-I can't believe it, you're okay.
You hugged her and she cried. For the last time you held her.
-I'm fine. You're fine - she whispered comfortably.
- I'm sorry - you kept repeating - I'm so sorry, I swear I waited for you, I swear.... It was so hard... I'm so sorry.
She smiled softly caressing your cheek.
-I know
-I clung to your love. I clung to you. But it was too much... You promised to come back for me...
Wanda knew you weren't blaming her for anything. She knew you were just letting out everything you had repressed for years.
She smiled and hugged you once more.
You loved someone else. She knew it. But you loved her too.
But your moment never came. Life never allowed you both the peace of mind your love deserved. Your love was lost among the pages of a story that was never told.
After a few minutes the voice called you again from inside.
She understood that it was time to leave. For the last time. But now, leaving no promises to keep.
You hugged her for the last time. Your connection was so strong that no words were needed to understand what was happening.
Wanda said goodbye with a smile looking at you. The little girl who looked at her every time she left was no longer there. She knew you weren't waiting for her anymore.
This time, when you went to bed, before going to sleep, the lamp was finally turned off.
Forgive me, Peter, please know that I tried
To hold on, to the days
When you were mine
But the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light
Wanda attempts to become closer with the young woman who moved in beside her while balancing her work and personal life, though sheโs doubtful of the possibility that you might be interested in her at all.
Word count: 23 310
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Checking her rear mirror before signalling left and merging into the adjacent lane, Wanda drove around the moving truck parked outside of one of the townhouse buildings she lived beside. Beside her detached house was a townhouse owned and put up for rent for temporary long-stay renters, and often, around the beginning of the summer or the start of September, Wanda would often see professionals working in Jersey City moving in.
It was the start of the summer now, and there were presently movers helping to carry small pieces of furniture through the open townhouse doors. It was furnished inside, Wanda assumed, though the furniture they were bringing in seemed to be building up to some sort of office โ perhaps there was an extra empty room in there for renters, and whoever was moving in was setting up a workspace.
Wanda nearly missed her driveway while she was scrutinising everything the movers were bringing in, trying to pin down whoever it was that was renting. When Wanda stepped out and shut the car door, she could see a young woman from above the roof of her car stepping out of the townhouseโs front door, talking with the movers and letting them know where to place the furniture.
Just when it seemed that the young womanโs gaze shifted over to Wanda, who was, admittedly, staring a bit too hard, Wandaโs phone buzzed with an incoming phone call and she quickly broke eye contact to pick it up. She locked her car and walked up to her front door, carrying a stack of paperwork of upcoming orders that she needed to sort through.
She thought of you again while making dinner, curious about you for some reason she didnโt quite understand. She wondered if you were just a younger relative helping the actual renter move in, or if someone who looked as young as you had really moved into Westview by herself just beside her.ย
From the kitchen island counter where she was standing eating her dinner, Wanda looked through the living room window where she could watch you continue to unpack a few small things from the back of your trunk. She regarded you curiously; perhaps it was your age or the fact that you seemed to have moved in alone that seemed to be interesting to her, though Wanda wasnโt sure why any of that would necessarily pique her interest as she felt like it had.
In the morning, Wanda prepared for the twinsโ arrival in the afternoon when sheโd have to pick them up after work, waking up with enough time to clean.ย
Vision, Wandaโs ex-husband, worked as an attorney in New Jersey and often stayed in New York, but when it was his turn with the twins, he stayed in New Jersey โ much closer to Westview.
Wanda had always counted herself as lucky for having been married to and having children with a good man. Though she and Vision were necessarily divorced, she never had to worry about what would become of their connection, and she knew that their relationship wouldnโt regress into something difficult between the both of them nor with their children.
However it became rather clear as their relationship progressed, especially after they had children, that the directions of their ambitions and perspectives of their lives were diverting from each other; nothing about them aligned except for their children.ย
Vision was Wandaโs neighbour when she first moved into her apartment once arriving in America alone. He was smart and very kind and showed her around. He was a westernised Brit, which was palatable for Wanda who found security with a man who knew so much about the country she had just moved to, but who also wasnโt overbearing, and was rather well-mannered and docile.ย
When they first met, Vision was finishing his second last year of law school, and Wanda didnโt have much going on for herself until she made plans to open a business. It all went quite fast after they married; Vision passed his bar and Wandaโs floral shop had begun to find its footing, and they decided to finally have a family.ย
But Visionโs career and dreams took him further than what Westview could offer, and Wanda wasnโt the same young woman with wide-eyes and unsteady footing like she was when they met โ she had dreams too, and children.ย
By the time the twins turned two, it wasnโt difficult to figure out that things were different. Their dynamic had changed, they werenโt of the same mind as they used to be, and Vision could tell that Wanda had changed too; she hadnโt intended to be distant, but it always felt like her life took place somewhere her husband couldnโt reach. She was changing and growing, and she didnโt need a crutch to lean on anymore.
She wasnโt as unsteady and lost as she used to be.ย
By the time she was leaving the house, it shouldโve been around the time that Vision was dropping the twins off, but instead, she opened the door to see them running up the porch stairs.ย
Surprised at the way they rushed passed her, both giving her a quick hello before they ran up the stairs, Wanda stuttered, โWhatโโย
โThey forgot their class projects,โ Vision explained with an awkward smile, stepping onto the porch and watching Tommy and Billy dash into their rooms.ย
โThe Bristol boards?โ
He nodded.
โDid they behave?โ she asked, holding her purse with both hands in front of her.ย
โOf course,โ her ex-husband answered with a smile. โWe went to the cinema on Friday. Tommy cried during the final scene and Billy was quite supportive.โ
Wanda and Vision shared a laugh, and chatted about how it was going with the new firm he was with and about Wandaโs shop, until the twins came back down holding their school projects.ย
โGood luck on your presentations today,โ Wanda told them and leaned down, holding each of their faces delicately and kissing each of their foreheads.ย
โThank you, mama,โ Billy replied cheerily and gave her the best hug he could with his other arm full of Bristol board.ย
Vision and Wanda spoke a little more about when he would pick them up this weekend for their grandfatherโs birthday, which Wanda couldnโt attend because she had promised to help set up a town event celebrating the start of the new season.ย
Westview was a popular destination during the Spring for it was located in a relatively secluded area of New Jersey, and well-known for its nature reserves, which also meant Westview well-decorated for the season.ย
That also meant Wanda and her floral shop were always hard at work throughout the start of Spring.ย
From the corner of her eye, Wanda saw your car pull into the driveway, and for a moment she saw you briefly running your eyes over her and Vision and the twins in the car.ย
Throughout the day, Wanda thought of you for the same reason as she did last night, and with the same degree of inexplicability. While she signed and read through paperwork for orders and put together arrangements alongside her employees, she thought of how long you might be renting and where youโd come from. She thought of the kind of flowers you might like; she tried her best to recall the furniture and items youโd brought in yesterday to try and pin down your style.ย
Once she realised how much sheโd been thinking of you and realising it was strange that she kept acting as if she hadnโt been thinking of you, Wanda decided to put together a bouquet for you as a welcome gift.ย
After she picked the twins up from school, she was sure to keep the bouquet in its vase secured in the passengerโs seat, checking on it occasionally as she spoke with the boys about how their days and presentations went.ย
โGo put your things away,โ Wanda told them as she ushered them through the front door, โIโll come to help you with your homework in just a minute.โ She locked the front door and headed back to her car, reaching into the passengerโs seat for the bouquet.ย
Your car was in the driveway, and she could see some movement through the window beside the dining room.ย
For the first time since she even thought to put the bouquet together, Wanda wondered if she was coming off too strong, or even too strange. After all, why would the older woman neighbouring you introduce herself with a bouquet of flowers?
Wanda could justify herself to you; she owned a floral shop and was working all day and didnโt have time to give you anything else and she always made a point to be friendly to neighbours.ย
Before she could even justify herself to herself, she was already knocking on your front door holding the vase securely with two hands. She heard some rustling beyond the door, and a few chaotic tumbles, before the front door opened and Wanda got a good look at you for the first time.ย
You were young โ a college student, she presumed โ and pretty.ย
Wanda felt her words catch in her throat and she internally panicked trying to get some form of an introduction out. She hadnโt known what she had expected from you when she knocked on your door or what unsuspecting part of her curiosity was taken aback by your appearance, but Wanda forced out an introduction as normal-seeming as she could.
โHi,โ she said with a friendly smile, โIโm Wanda Maximoff, your next-door neighbour.โ
Panicked and deciding that her initial introduction wasnโt enough, she added, โI thought I should introduce myself.โ
She couldnโt seem to stop rambling. โA-And I work at a floral shop in the shopping district, hence the flowers,โ she explained then held the vase out to you.
You seemed genuinely happy and appreciative when you replied, โOh, thatโs so nice of you! Thank you so much.โ Wanda was grateful when you took the bouquet from her and didnโt look like you thought the gesture was strange.
โI was hoping I might be able to meet some people from the neighbourhood soon and maybe explore Westview a little,โ you told her, โbut Iโve just been so busy unpacking โ so thank you, really.โ
โIโm Y/N. Itโs nice to meet you,โ you introduced yourself. โI saw you this morning and thought to say hello today too, but I think Iโve just been so overwhelmed with the move.โ
Wanda thought you were sweet and rather cute. She attributed it to the fact that you stood out from the other people of Westview who were older and a bit less spry. โItโs normal to be a bit overwhelmed once first moving into a new place,โ she told you supportively. โIโm sure youโll adjust in no time; Westview is easy to get comfortable in.โ
โThank you,โ you answered graciously. โIโm happy to finally be able to talk to someone here.โ
You were trusting and talkative too, Wanda noted.
โI would be happy to show you around whenever you have some free time,โ Wanda found herself offering quicker than she could think through what she was saying. She added, trying to save her first impression, โOnly if you donโt mind โ I assume youโre a student and rather busy.โ
โI would really love to have a tour!โ you answered enthusiastically. โThank you so much. I feel adjusted to Westview already.โ
Wanda felt herself flush, feeling appreciated and flattered by your words.
โWould it be okay if we exchanged numbers?โ you asked. โI can let you know when Iโm free next! I should be sometime at the end of the week; I donโt start my work until next week.โ
โO-Of course, thatโs completely okay,โ Wanda said with a wide neighbourly smile, stuttering slightly for a reason she couldnโt exactly explain to herself. It was normal to exchange numbers with acquaintances, but the idea of you asking for her number made her feel excited.
You kept taking her by surprise, though she wasnโt sure why.
For the rest of the night, Wanda tended to the twins โ helping them with their homework, making them dinner, and playing Minecraft with them before bed.
They said she was bad at it, but they always asked for her to play with them.
As she got ready in her washroom after putting the boys to bed, Wanda picked up her phone at the sound of a text and found a message from you: Hi Ms Maximoff, itโs Y/N! Thanks again for the flowers, theyโre beautiful.
The way in which you addressed her was all too formal, but there was something about how polite and proper it was that she enjoyed, even if it made her feel a little old.ย
While Wanda found herself smiling at her phone and thinking up a way to reply, you texted again: You mentioned you worked at a floral shop in town. Where is it located?
Eventually, you spoke to her about what you were studying and what you were in Westview for and for how long. She talked about Tommy and Billy and their father and when she opened her business. You and Wanda continued to text you back and forth until she realised she had stayed up about thirty minutes past when she planned to sleep, and she had to tell you goodnight.ย
Wanda couldnโt remember the last time someone seemed so genuinely interested in her life and interested in sharing things about themselves with her. It made her feel interesting and paid attention to.ย
In the morning immediately after dropping the twins off and saying goodbye to them, her thoughts went to you and the conversation you shared together last night.ย
You had just graduated and were now doing research with a professor, and you wanted to explore some research before beginning your Masterโs. Since your professorโs research institute was located closer to Westview than northern New Jersey, you decided to move to Westview for the duration of your six-month research period.
Around the beginning of the day Wanda thought of you the most, wondering particularly about when she might see you again and when you might be free, until the afternoon rolled around when her scheduled employees came in and she started picking up the pace with her orders and arrangements.
It wasnโt a large shop, so there were typically four people working there at a time. One dealt with walk-in orders and those who wanted to purchase anything on display in the front, another with shipments and administrative work, and two that helped with preparing and putting together the arrangements.ย
Wanda oversaw and managed all of it along with Agatha, who sheโd opened the shop with, so she worked each day aside from Fridays and Saturdays โ unless she needed to be at work โ and Sundays when the shop was closed.
Spring was busy for them, but Westview was a rather small town and their shop was also local and a bit smaller. However, it was from Wandaโs shop that businesses and sometimes the town ordered intricate arrangements for events or for statement display pieces.
But by the late afternoon, the shop had a visitor that Wanda hadnโt expected.
โY/N,โ Wanda uttered at the sight of you walking into the shop, looking around at the vases and flowers and succulents on display.
โHi,โ you greeted with a smile once you walked up to the cash register.ย
Wandaโs smile widened and she felt herself excited and unsteady at the thought that you might have come into the shop purposely just to visit her โ but she couldnโt jump to conclusions. โAre you looking for another bouquet?โ she teased.
You laughed and Wanda felt her chest flutter.
โNo, not yet,โ you answered. โI just thought I would return the welcome favour with a gift.โ
You laid a cup of tea and a pastry on the counter between the both of you and Wanda found herself speechless by your gesture โ you had come just to visit her after she told you where she worked, and you had brought a gift for her too.
โI finally got the chance to walk around today, and I thought to visit the shopping district first and stopped by the cafรฉ down the street to get something for you. I hope youโre okay with Oolong.โ
โY/Nโฆโ Wanda didnโt know what to say, her hands laying themselves by the tea and pastry but not having enough confidence to take them. โYou really didnโt have to โ and to have come all the way over here!โ
You laid your hand atop of Wandaโs and she felt her cheeks flush, her eyes flickering down to your soft hand for a brief moment before looking back up at your soft expression. โBut I wanted to,โ you told her, then retracted your hand. โI really am grateful and I hoped to be able to make my own impression if not pay you back for the gift.โ
Wanda felt so warm and she finally gave in, taking the tea and pastry and moving it closer to her and beside the cash register. โThank you so much, thatโs very kind,โ she said.
To have someone think of her so much, to go out of their way during their first day free from unpacking to visit her and make such a thoughtful gesture instilled in Wanda a feeling she hadnโt felt in a very long time โ or ever, if she really thought about it.
She felt so cared for, and seen.
โHave you been liking the town so far?โ she asked.
You nodded. โWestview is really beautiful, and Iโm happy to have chosen to move here,โ you answered.
โBut you seem busy,โ you said, looking around at the employees walking behind her with papers or assortments of flowers in their hands. โHopefully weโre both free soon so you can show me around your favourite spots.โ
โIโm really looking forward to that,โ Wanda replied with an eager smile.ย
Over the next while, Wandaโs free time completely diminished and she struggled to find any time to see you like sheโd promised or even talking with you in-person or over the phone.ย
You sometimes see her coming back late, sometimes looking fatigued or just in a rush to finally get home, so you didnโt want to push by messaging or visiting her, intruding where you shouldnโt as a neighbour and a new friend.ย
You imagined that the mere thought of you must just be another task she must complete and try to fit into her schedule, so you didnโt want to impose yourself and overwhelm her.ย
Wanda also thought often about reaching out to you just to ask how youโd been and to let you know that sheโd just been rather overwhelmed for the last two weeks, but that sheโd been thinking of you and hoping her schedule might free up soon.ย
She felt disappointed in the timing too, because she knew that your research project had already begun.ย
But she thought the attempts would be fruitless and unwanted โ why message you just to say she still couldnโt fulfil her promise?
There was one time you nearly had a proper conversation with her a few days ago. You were outside planting some flowers you had bought, finally having finished packing inside and deciding that it was time to decorate the exterior of your place too.ย
Wanda was waiting for a ride from her coworker as her car was in the shop, and she had gone out to wait for her at the same time you were outside.ย
She asked how your research had been going and you spoke a little about that, but you spoke more about the flowers you were planting and Wandaโs tips on how to take care of them.ย
The conversation ended abruptly though the both of you had plenty more to say when a brunette older woman around Wandaโs age pulled into her driveway โ and in a rather gorgeous vintage car.ย
A few times, Wanda saw you walking around town with Dottie, a teacher at Tommy and Billyโs school and a member of the town council, and Wanda sometimes saw her at the meetings when she occasionally stopped by.ย
They interacted a handful of times during events, but first met when she was Tommy and Billyโs teacher. She came off as condescending, at least to Wanda, but got along just fine with Vision.ย
She didnโt think there was any particular reason that Dottie would dislike her, but she understood that it did sometimes happen that some people just didnโt get along by nature. But she seemed to be getting along with you just fine โ quite well actually, for how often she saw you walking together.ย
Over time when she had begun to hear from you less, Wanda figured that perhaps you had only just wanted to make a friend in Westview, and Dottie was around far more than she was.
Wanda supposed that Dottie was perhaps a bit more enthusiastic also. She was younger than her too, which Wanda guessed was something that you might like more โ perhaps you had more in common with her.
It seemed like the only thing that aligned well between you and Wanda was where you lived.
โMs Maximoff!โ you called from your driveway, and Wanda turned to see you waving at her.
It was around six in the morning, and Wanda had to head to the shop early to receive some shipments.ย
โHi, Y/N,โ she answered and waved back with a pleased smile.
The two of you bridged the gap between the two driveways and met in between.
โGood morning,โ Wanda greeted, her smile wider upon seeing you much closer.
Your eagerness to speak with her was refreshing and quite nice.
โMorning,โ you replied. โAre you heading to work?โ
She nodded and explained, โI have a few shipments coming in today that I need to be there for. And you? Are you heading to your professorโs office?โ
โI am, yeah,โ you said, a bit wearily as if feeling sheepish.
Sometimes you felt a little shy bringing up things that made the age difference between you and Wanda all the more obvious, like how you were basically going off to school just like her kids would while she was heading off to work at a shop she owned.ย
Wanda was about to ask why you seemed to lack enthusiasm about heading there, but then you asked: โCan I drive you to work? I can pick you up when youโre off.โ
The offer took Wanda by surprise. You were so considerate of her, and without even a second thought to it. โO-Oh, really?โ she stuttered. โYou donโt have to do that. Iโve been coming home late recently; I donโt want to keep you up or bother you with waiting for me.โ
โI know,โ you said. โI hope itโs not stalkerish โ itโs by complete coincidence, I promise โ but sometimes I do see you coming home a bit later. But I have some things to read for my professor today that Iโll take home to do tonight, so Iโll be up.โ
โThatโsโฆ really sweet. But why go out of your way?โ
She couldnโt tell because you were facing away from the sunrise so your face had casted shadow upon it, but it seemed like you were blushing as if having been caught in an act.
Wanda only regarded you with curiosity, squinting a little against the sun so she could see you better.
โI donโt want to come off as pushy, I apologise,โ you quickly explained. โIt was just something that came to mind.โ
โOh, no, thatโs not what I meant,โ Wanda replied, waving her hands in front of her and placing a hand on your arm reassuringly when you looked unsure of yourself. She tried to conjure up something to explain why she was so confused and surprised by your kindnesses, but was quickly shut up by her own hand at the feeling of your still arm under her palm and the meeting of your eyes with hers.
She dropped her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear, trying to sort through her thoughts for you.
The more Wanda thought about why it was so difficult to navigate your personality, the more she came to the realisation that aside from friends, and coworkers โ which category, for whatever reason, Wanda didnโt think you fell into in that same informality โ the only other experience she could call on was that which she had with Vision.
He was very formal and docile, and never took risks or said or did things out of what was expected. It seemed often that he was filling a role or going through the motions of things, which had never been very much of a problem for Wanda, who had thoroughly appreciated how static and steady he was.
As such, Wanda found herself often flustered and surprised by your affectionate gestures that told her you were interested in spending time with her, and spared no subtlety.
โI just feel a little guilty for having no time lately, and I havenโt really done you any favours,โ she explained. โI think I just feel surprised when you take the time out of your day to think of me.โ
Wanda worried that she might have embarrassed you, and she stayed silent, trying not to fuck anything else up by rambling in the way that she always felt like doing. She forgot that you had just finished your undergrad and that she was, in stark comparison, thirty-two years old, divorced, and living in a small town in New Jersey with two young kids.
Maybe she was struggling to view you in the casual way that anyone else in her shoes ought to, to see you like a neighbour or a passerby or a temporary renter of the house she lived beside.
But if not any of those came naturally to her, how did she see you?
Why did she keep thinking of how you saw Dottie?
โIโm so sorry. I hope I didnโt sound like I was rejecting your kindness,โ she added, unable to keep quiet for even a moment.
โWhy do you feel like you have to do favours for me?โ you asked. โItโs okay if you do nothing for me ever, actually. I think I just like your company.โ
Did you like consistency, a stable presence?
Did it bother you that she had introduced herself to you, then didnโt talk much afterwards?
Was trying to see her more a form of seeking consistency in a new town, rather than out of an actual desire of seeing her?
โI would love to get a ride from you,โ Wanda told you and smiled. โThank you. And I donโt think you come off as pushy at all.โ
You and Wanda talked a lot on the drive to the shop.ย
She told you that sheโd been extremely stressed with balancing everything and getting everything prepared in time, and always tried to finish most if not all of her work before the weekends so she could spend the most of it with her sons.ย
Thankfully, sheโd been able to catch up with everything as the orders had died down, and she predicted that she may be finished before the upcoming weekend.
โUm, I donโt know if maybe you might not want to โ so feel free to say no, since I know you have stuff going on,โ you said once you parked in front of Wandaโs shop. โBut I went to this really nice garden a few days ago and saw that next weekend thereโs a Spring festival event, and I was wondering if youโd like to come with me.โ
Before Wanda could answer, you added quickly, โAgain, also, I donโt wanna add to your stress.โ
โY/N,โ Wanda said, softly, before reaching over to place her hand atop of yours where it laid on your thigh. โI would love to go with you. I donโt think youโre a bother, and it wouldnโt add to my stress to see you at all. In fact, I think I would thoroughly enjoy taking the weekend to relax with you.โ
โReally?โ
Wanda nodded and smiled. โWestview has the Spring festival every year โ itโs one of the reasons Iโm quite busy at the shop at the start of the season.โ
โWould your kids like to go?โ
โTheir father is taking them to New York City this weekend, so itโll be just you and I, if thatโs okay.โ
The enthusiasm written on your face at her answer made Wanda giggle.ย
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โWhatโs got you so jolly at six in the morning?โ Agatha asked as she was unloading the shipment of glass vases from the delivery truck.
โWhat?โ Wanda asked, looking up from her bag that she had placed in the backroom to start helping her unload.
The two women had been friends since Wanda moved into Westview with Vision years ago. She was there for her before they divorced, during it, and after, and helped Wanda open her business.ย
In fact, Agatha was Wandaโs right-hand woman in the shop, and they worked closely in terms of their job position and responsibilities.
Agatha stood up straight and put her hands on her hips, surveying her best friend.ย
โWhat are you looking at?โ Wanda inquired hastily, leaning over to try and lift up a rather large securely-wrapped vase โ it was for a new storeโs grand opening for this upcoming weekend, so they ordered a rather large ensemble. โCan you help me?โ
She ignored Wandaโs request for help and pressed on. โAre you seeing someone?โย
โWhat? No! Iโm not seeing anyone.โ
Agatha squinted and her fingers tapped distractedly against her hip. โAre you sure?โ
โYes, Agatha, Iโm sure. Pleaseโโ
โDid you sleep with someone last night? A one-night stand, then.โ
Wanda stood up straight and put her hands on her own hips defiantly. โNo!โ she answered with finality. โWhy are you asking me all this?โ
โYou just look likeโฆโ
โLike what?โ
โYou look smitten.โ
She never used the term smitten in thinking about how she felt about you, but to have someone else call it that made Wanda reevaluate her feelings toward you.
Is that how she felt?
โItโs just nice to be noticedโฆ and-and taken care of,โ Wanda said as she and Agatha started restocking the inventory room, with Wanda checking things off their checklist and taking inventory count โ albeit distractedly.
โHoney,โ Agatha started, setting down a planter on the table Wanda was leaning her hip on and standing in front of her. โIโm so happy that youโve met Y/N, and she seems really sweet, but I hope you know what youโre doing with someone younger than you.โ
She added, โItโs not like this is something familiar to you. The only person youโve really been with is your ex-husband, and you were the younger woman.โ
Wanda looked down at the checklist, thinking. โI donโt think Iโm really expecting her toโฆ to want anything. I donโt think she could even be interested in that,โ she said. โI think maybe I should just see things from a black-and-white perspective โ see things as they are.โ
โDonโt get me wrong โ I donโt want to deter you from pursuing who youโre interested in, Wanda,โ Agatha told her. โI just donโt want to see you hurt. I know youโve been married and that you have kids, but you have a wide-eyed view of the world. I donโt want to see you get hurt or let down.โ
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โWere you busy today?โ you asked as you held the passenger door open for Wanda.
โThank you,โ she said with a grateful smile as she slid in. โNo โ Agatha was working with me all day.โ
When you got into the driverโs seat, you asked, โWhoโs that?โ
โSheโs a good friend of mine, and we opened the shop together,โ Wanda explained, buckling herself in. โHow was your day?โ
The conversation was so casual and almost domestic, and the comfort of being able to see you after work felt a lot like coming back home after a long day.ย
โI guess not so bad,โ you answered, making your way home. โI was reading and taking notes all day.โ
After a moment of trying to garner some confidence, Wanda spoke. โY/N, I want to say that I really appreciate your company, and how kind youโve been to me,โ she said honestly, playing with her fingers with her hands tucked between her thighs. โI donโt have a lot of time to meet new people, and Westview is rather small, so itโs also rare for anyone to be as thoughtful as you.โ
She added, โI thought I should be honest, and I donโt want you to think I donโt appreciate the time you take for me.โ
You shifted a little in your seat, and Wanda thought maybe you were just taking a moment to choose your words carefully.ย
โI didnโt think you were unappreciative,โ you reassured. โI was just trying to be friendly.โ
Friendly.ย
Wanda looked at you for a few moments, studying your face, until you turned and smiled at her. She returned the smile and looked back to the road silently.ย
Had she embarrassed you this morning?ย
Was she misreading things?
She wanted to sink into the seat and fall right through to the core of the earth.ย
The rest of the drive was filled mostly with small talk, though it didnโt feel very awkward. However, Wanda felt like she was on edge, like she had some responsibility to be more direct or open, and she didnโt quite know how else to be anything but hesitant and unsure of herself.ย
She felt disappointed when you pulled into her driveway, now having been unable to communicate her affection for you properly throughout the drive.ย
โBy the way, uhโฆโ You scratched the back of your neck awkwardly and Wanda looked at you, anxious about what you might say.ย
If you were going to apologise for being so forward and open with her, she wouldnโt know what to do next. She wanted to keep becoming closer with you, and to spend time with you like youโd discussed, and she wouldnโt know how to take that up on her own if you decided to apologise for everything.ย
โI made you dinner,โ you said finally and turned around to reach in the backseat to hand Wanda a tupperware of pasta that was still quite warm. โYouโre always coming back late, and Iโm sometimes having dinner later because I just get caught up with the work Iโm doing, so I thought Iโd just make you some since I was gonna pick you up.โ
You had an awkward, nervous smile on your lips and your thumb kept tapping against the lid as you spoke.ย
Wanda melted, her hand coming to her chest as she leaned forward to take a look at what looked like spaghetti. โY/N, I donโt know what to sayโฆ You didnโt have toโฆโ
She felt truly a loss for words, being entirely unable to remember the last time someone had been so considerate of her.ย
Since her divorce, most of Wandaโs life had been occupied by her job and her children. It wasnโt anything to complain about, and she very rarely ever did, but your kindness and attention the past little while reminded her of how infrequently she had anything new happen in her life.ย
โYouโre so considerate of me,โ she said as sincerely as she could communicate, looking up from the food and at you, who met her eyes with a soft blush before looking away.
The bashfulness of your reaction made Wanda take her bottom lip between her teeth, a small grin forming on her lips, equally as nervous but also fueled by her intrigue in you.
โThank you for driving me and making me dinner,โ Wanda said after unlocking her front door.
When she turned, you were standing on her porch looking at her expectantly, the tupperware in hand. She thought you looked so sweetโฆ and young โ just innocent.
There was something so delicate about the respectful distance the both of you kept, a lingering interest in one another, and something that just felt tense.ย
It made Wanda ache in ways she couldnโt quite explain.ย
Even with Vision, the excitement sheโd felt with him was different from what she was feeling now. She was so young back when they first met, and the pull sheโd felt towards him was similar to that of a lighthouseโs to a stranded sailor.ย
There was so much sheโd yet to learn or live through when she first met him, and she often wondered how things mightโve been if she hadnโt spent so much of her time tied down.ย
But at the end of everything, there were the twins, and Wanda could never truly wish for anything that had happened up until now to change if it meant not having them.ย
If she thought about it, it seemed that most of what she did was settle for a lack of other opportunity; nothing very new or exciting happened in her life nor in Westview, and by the time she was no longer who she was when she first moved to America, she was engaged with plans for children and a future with the first man sheโd met when she came here.ย
She suddenly felt quite determined to become close with you, for it certainly wasnโt very often that anyone paid her any mind.ย
Especially not someone like you.ย
โI really enjoy your company, Ms Maximoff, and I know you think Iโm always going so far out of my way for you, but honestly, I like to be able to help,โ you insisted.ย
Wanda felt a surge in the depths of her lower stomach and up to her chest at the polite tone of your voice and the way you looked in the warm orange of her porch light. She stepped forward and took the tupperware from you. She wrapped an arm around your upper back and pecked your cheek.ย
โThe effort isnโt lost on me, I assure you,โ she said, then pulled away with a soft smile to find your cheeks slightly flushed and your eyes darting around nervously. Her smile could only widen in response and she laughed a little, pulling away from you to head inside.
She bid you a goodbye with a wave of her hand which you returned, and Wanda closed the front door behind her.ย
Almost immediately once she closed the door, the twins called from their fatherโs phone to talk with her before they headed to bed; sometimes they called in the evenings when they were away, and especially if theyโd done something fun with their father earlier.ย
They greeted her together: โHi, mom!โย
โHi, boys,โ she replied with a widening grin as she set her things down, balancing your tupperware in the other arm. โShouldnโt you be asleep by now?โ
Then there came the excuses of wanting to stay up to speak with her. She thought they were cute when they were making excuses, so she pretended she didnโt catch on.ย
It wasnโt until after the call ended and Wanda was in the middle of eating the dinner youโd prepared for her that she finally had time to reflect on some things.ย
Firstly, the dinner was delicious, and so that made a marvellous impression in her mind about you as a well-put-together student who knew how to cook for herself.ย
Then she wondered โ worried, even โ if the kiss was going a bit too far. But you didnโt seem uncomfortable, and there was something about you that made Wanda think you wereโ
She frowned at herself, rubbing her forehead with the hand she was holding her fork in as she nearly came to a thought that she wouldnโt be able to decipher between projection and reality.ย
And if it were projection, that must mean there was some sort of intentionality behind it.ย
Maybe Agatha was right, and she really was smitten.ย
What would anyone else call it โ a crush?ย
That made her nose wrinkle up as she poked at the pasta, deep in thought; older women didnโt get crushes. Older women were presently married or they got divorced.ย
But a college student, for crying out loudโฆย
What was she thinking?
She took her bottom lip between her teeth and stared at her phone, trying to repress the urge to text you about dinner as if she hadnโt just been scolding herself for the complicated feelings she was having about you.ย
Giving in, she set the fork down and texted you, telling you that the dinner was delicious, and moreover, that she would certainly have to find a way to pay you back and buy you a meal this weekend.ย
She thought she was acting ridiculous for having just previously been feeling conflicted for how she was feeling and now itching to hear a response from you.ย
Wanda moved her empty bowl away and hid her face in her arms, feeling helpless for the fluttery way she continued to feel in her stomach in spite of how her mind desperately tried to come up with ways to reason her thoughts of you away.ย
She knew what anyone would call her โ a divorcรฉe desperate for attention from a younger girl who wasnโt as caught up with life as people her age were and so, predictably, Wanda clung onto you.ย
But it wasnโt like she couldnโt get the attention of other people.ย
Once Wanda had signed up for a dating app upon Agathaโs advice, and she thought it was rather easy to find people interested in her, though often attracting men she didnโt feel very invested in at all nor whom she ever enjoyed seeing enough for a second date.ย
Not very often, but here and there, Wanda would be approached by men in public too.ย
She always thought her lack of interest was because she was too busy, and even entertained the idea that perhaps she just wasnโt cut out for any kind of relationship after her marriage.ย
But she didnโt feel that way at all about you. She thought you were sweet and rather cute and though she had to admit there was something about your age that enticed her, she also really enjoyed talking with you when she could over text, and often looked forward to passing by you in the driveway.ย
She was curious about things like your schooling and what you thought of Westview, and more about where youโd come from and how you decorated the inside of your place.ย
And there was a feeling deep within her chest and rising up her belly when she was around you or when you spoke with her, blushing around her or smiling in the shy way you did, that she couldnโt recall if she felt with Vision at all.ย
As Wanda got ready for bed and pretended like there wasnโt a reason she carried her phone with her to the washroom, she thought more about how she felt about Vision when they first met, and questioned her attraction to him.ย
There were times when she certainly felt attracted, though most typically when they were about to have sex and more frequently after they got married, but she couldnโt recall if the interest she felt with you this early into knowing you was ever involved in how she regarded Vision.ย
She just couldnโt stop thinking about how unsure and confused she was during the time of her life when theyโd first met, and how that differed greatly from the place she was in now.ย
While getting into bed, Wandaโs phone buzzed. She picked it up faster than sheโd like to admit.ย
You texted: Yay! Glad you like it!! Iโm really looking forward to this weekend :)
A smile came to Wandaโs face as she read your text and she slowly descended into the comfort of her sheets as she replied. Perhaps she shouldโve just liked the message and headed to bed, but after thinking of you for so long, she couldnโt help but want to talk a little more.ย
She replied: Are you still up doing work? Or are you heading to bed soon?
The response was read almost immediately and Wanda felt her heart race.ย
Just one more thing I have to do, then bedtime.. I hope you sleep well, Ms Maximoff <3
Wanda felt a rush surge through her and she inhaled sharply after reading the message, feeling her fingers partially frozen for a moment.
It was at a time in her relationship with you that you could start calling her by her first name, and really, the formalities made her feel a little old.ย
But also, there was something she liked about how polite you were โ the shy smile on your face as you called her Ms Maximoff, how well-mannered you were.
And if she really thought about itโฆ Wanda thought it placed her in a position of some authority, implying not only an age difference but a power dynamic when you addressed her.ย
It was new for her.ย
Donโt overwork yourself, Y/N :) Sweet dreams.
Wanda set her phone down and stared up at the ceiling. She wondered if youโve ever been interested in an older woman before. Her cheeks immediately warmed at the thought โ calling herself an older woman, carrying with it some sort of scandalous implication, and imagining you, someone so innocent and sweet, involved in it.ย
Her thoughts wandered before she could stop them, thinking of what that dynamic might be like.ย
Did she suit the โolder womanโ character? Didnโt someone young like you need someone older and experienced, and confident about their sexuality? Isnโt that how these things normally went?
But she hardly knew anything, and only had one very short fling with a man since her divorce.ย
Sheโd never even been with a woman, let alone a younger girl.ย
Wanda turned onto her side and brought her plush blankets up to her face, the cold surface of it cooling her flushed cheeks.ย
But she couldnโt help but really think about itโฆ As in, the kind of relationship and dynamic the two of you might have together if it really did happen, and if, maybe, she wasnโt making it all up.ย
If you had the capacity to like an older woman, that mustโve meant you had been with other girls before.ย
The thought of it made Wandaโs heart race.ย
Sheโd heard from Agatha the difference between being with a woman and with a man, that women were softer and smarter, knowing how to touch another woman as if she were herself, never thinking of imposing herself upon her like men did.
Sleeping with a woman is a form of masturbation, sheโd said, for how women knew each other like they knew themselves.ย
Wanda wondered if you were as gentle with a lover as you were by your nature, for she knew that some people were vastly different in the bedroom than they were outside of it.
The thought of you exploring her body with your open palms and curved fingers, just as considerate and kind as you always were with her, a shaky โMs Maximoff, is this okay?โ spilling from your lips as you moved closerโ
Wanda squeezed her eyes shut and turned onto her other side, her fingers tightening around her blankets as she felt an undeniable ache growing between her thighs.ย
Daring to act defiantly against her sense of shame and dignity, trembling fingers slipped beneath her pajama shorts, not daring to go farther than her hips.ย
Her nails sunk into her right hip, scratching lightly at the skin as she held herself back, only for her thoughts to wander to the idea of your clumsy hands grabbing at her hips, your nails pressing into her skin as you pulled her closer, your breath shaky.
She took one of her pillows and lifted her blanket up, tucking it between her thighs and up against her clothed centre.ย
Taking her bottom lip between her teeth and hiding the top half of her face with her hand, she dared to roll her hips forward to satisfy the pressure between her thighs. But it was too dull for how her clit throbbed, desperate for further contact.ย
Frustrated at both how she was giving in and with how she had grown so desperate to the point of hastily pushing the pillow out of the way, she slipped her fingers past the waistband of her shorts and underwear.
The pads of her fingers met with the warmth of her sticky folds and Wanda whimpered into her pillow, turning her head and hiding from some invisible presence that she imagined was looking down at the display she was putting on.ย
She circled her middle finger against her clit and she shuddered, goosebumps running up her thighs as she tightly wrapped an arm around the pillow sheโd previously pushed away, and she pulled it to her chest.ย
When she felt she was wet enough, and at the feeling of how she began tightening around nothing, her eyebrows furrowed together as she entered herself with two fingers, her thighs parting to allow her wrist some room.ย
She couldnโt help the way her mind went to you, not when her body urged to feel more; her thoughts summoned the thought of you, daring to imagine you beneath her, your hands running up her bare hips and up to hold her waist, the look of your face contorted with pleasure, your eyes meeting hers.ย
Sheโd never considered herself very assertive, especially not in the bedroom, but there was just something about you that awoke something in her that was completely foreign.ย
The idea of it excited her.ย
Sheโd never felt soโฆ aroused.ย
Her thoughts gradually became more shameful, thinking about how you sounded like when you orgasmed, and particularly enjoying the idea that youโd be shy to make noise, prone to begging, and one to be eager to please your lover.ย
Wanda felt herself inch closer to her climax.ย
Maybe youโd be nervous to be with an older woman, hesitant to touch her and worried about being disrespectful. The thought of herself encouraging you, no longer being unsure and passive about things, sent a thrill through Wanda that she was certain sheโd never felt before.ย
All this she associated only with you, and as she felt herself begin to tighten around her fingers, Wandaโs mind was full of you, shamelessly, and her heart pounded against her ribcage.
She came, crying out partially-muffled with half her face buried in her pillow, her wrist sore and her fingers numb to the repetitive speed at which she fingered herself.
When she fell back down from her height, her previously-arched back met the damp sheets beneath her and she felt momentarily anaesthetised as she caught her breath.ย
She groaned at how fatigued she felt, not having had such a tiring orgasm in a while, much less with just her fingers.ย
While she was washing her hands, she thought of you, wondered if youโd ever touched yourself to the thought of her, and soon squarely came to the decision that she would pursue you.ย
Sheโd made quite a mess of herself, and decided to also change her underwear before heading to bed.ย
The next few days before the weekend approached, Wanda felt increasingly encouraged every time she interacted with you, especially after having kissed you on the cheek that night. She still felt that sheโd gone a little too far, but you still seemed to really like her.ย
She realised that she didnโt know as much about you as sheโd like, and became increasingly enthusiastic about thst weekend when sheโd be able to spend more time with you.ย
On Friday, you and Wanda made plans for the weekend, and it was agreed that she would drive the both of you to the festival then back home to repay you for a few nights ago.ย
Dressed in a sundress that reached below her knees and deciding to go with her hair down, Wanda nervously crossed the strip of grass that divided your two driveways and walked up to your front door.ย
It was convenient that you were neighbours, but the space between the two of you left very little time for Wanda to soothe her own anxiety as she prepared for a day out together.ย
You opened the front door and stepped through as if not trying to waste a moment to head out.
โHi,โ you said with a smile as you stepped onto the porch before turning to lock the front door.ย
โHi,โ she answered and returned the polite smile when you turned back around, slightly nervous with her hands held in front of her body, holding her purse.
Wanda was suddenly overcome at your momentary undivided attention, feeling that if you scrutinised her just enough, youโd be able to read on her face what she had done to the thought of you that first night it happened, and nearly every night since.ย
It was the first time she was seeing you since then beyond some short conversations in the driveway, and some paranoid part of her thought you secretly knew all sheโd been doing.ย
โI donโt think Iโve seen you with your hair down,โ you noted as we drove to the town square where the festival was taking place. โDid you curl it a little?โ
Feeling suddenly self-conscious now that youโd noticed, Wanda took one hand off the wheel and played with the ends of her hair. โUm,โ she hesitated. โI did โ a little.โ
โNo, I mean, itโs really pretty, Ms Maximoff,โ you quickly said in case she got the wrong idea.
Feeling that perhaps you mightโve been teasing, for whatever reason, Wanda looked over at you momentarily and found you looking over at her. You met her eyes with a small encouraging smile and Wanda looked back onto the road.
โThank you,โ she replied, a smile of her own slowly growing. โI donโt usually do anything with it because Iโm either working or at home, and donโt often dress up for anything.โ She kept her hair short for functionality reasons, partly, and also because sheโd cut it after her divorce just to try something new and found some comfort in keeping the same hairstyle.
Once or twice, she tried to grow it out again, but it just seemed impractical for how often she kept her hair up or had it pushed back with a headband during work, and even at home.
It made her feel rather flattered that you paid mind to something like her hair, since for the most part Wanda saw herself as blending in with the rest of Westviewโs docile and placid background, which was to say that she didnโt think there wasnโt anything particularly interesting about herself.
To have a fresh pair of eyes focus on her so much made sparks flutter about in her body.ย
Her polite smile wavered slightly as more perverse thoughts overcame her. She wondered what lay beyond your still gaze that was both polite as your eyes crinkled at the sides and slightly girlish as your face seemed to glow when you smiled.ย
Surely, no one suspected that sheโd done all that she had to the thought of you โ how wet the thought of you made her, the amount of times she moaned your name with her back arched or with her body sprawled across the cool sheets of her bed.
But she had done them all.ย
Could the same be said for you, beyond an externality that no one else would suspect such things about?ย
Wanda felt a wave of shame course through her โ what was she doing, assuming such things about a college student, and projecting her own desires onto you?
But even that thrum of shame made her ache and she pressed her thighs together in her seat; she shouldโve felt humiliated and ashamed for the thoughts she was having, but instead, she feltโฆ thrilled, and in a way she hadnโt ever felt before.ย
Upon arriving at the festival, and finding a good parking spot in a closer area designated for employees due to Wanda owning the shop that had provided so many of the booths with their bouquets and flower arrangements, the two of you decided on getting lunch first.ย
Truthfully, Wanda had been so anxious about the upcoming day out with you that her nerves had been far too frenzied to allow her to stomach any food, or to feel any hunger to begin with. It was only until she passed a booth of fresh buttered corn that sheโd realised she hadnโt eaten a thing all day, and that she was finally hungry.
Deciding on some deli sandwiches, you and Wanda took your food and drinks to a seating area beneath an oak tree at one of the parks.ย
For a Spring day, it was particularly warm โ likely because there was hardly any breeze at all.ย
For the weather, Wanda was glad she was wearing a dress, and maybe she was just making it all up, but she could swear sheโd seen your eyes running over her exposed legs, and even peeking down her dress.ย
Maybe you were just curious about what she was wearing, but still, Wanda couldnโt control the way she felt her heart thump at the prospect that you were checking her out.ย
The eyes of men had only ever made her feel preyed on, and whether she was anything less than mildly annoyed depended on whether she had enough patience to tolerate any of it.ย
Sometimes she thought it was strange for her to feel so abhorrent towards men when sheโd been able to marry Vision. She hadnโt felt this impatient and bored around him, and not even when theyโd first met.ย
She certainly wouldnโt call it abhorrent, but with how often women her age spoke about fantasies or fooling around with younger men or their handsome coworkers โ even Agatha had a tendency to do this โ it wasnโt uncommon for some to question her interest in remarrying or at the very least, finding a new partner.ย
All this she told you as you ate together, aside from how the train of thought started with her realising how aroused she felt at the thought that you were checking her out. She was interested in sharing much more about herself and learning that much more about you.ย
โMaybe you havenโt met the right guy yet,โ you suggested helpfully. โA lot of people say the right one comes along when youโre not really looking.โ
Seriously, though, for whatever reason, the idea of going through the motions of meeting a new man was a process Wanda felt herself dreading whenever she thought about it. She could imagine nothing worse than inviting a man into her home and introducing him to her children, him meeting her friends, being touched by a man, waking up next to one.ย
โI donโt think Iโm looking for any guy right now,โ Wanda replied, pushing a tomato that had partially slipped from her sandwich back in between the bread. She looked up and found you were looking at her, perhaps trying to interpret what she was saying.ย
While she had your rapt attention, she couldnโt help but suddenly ask, โWhere did you meet your boyfriend?โ
The question made you blush a little but you also laughed, as if what she was asking could be interpreted as irony.ย
โI donโt have a boyfriend,โ you answered, replying politely for it had been a serious question albeit with the intention to probe into your love life.ย
Wanda tried not to show any expression at your answer, and instead tapped the tip of her shoe against the grass beneath her seat idly as if to pace herself. The thought that you might have a boyfriend was one of the ideas that Wanda let float around in her head to rein her mind back to chastity when it wandered off, and she felt herself take in a small breath when you said you didnโt have one.
โI presume it would be far too much to balance now that youโve moved away and are now doing work in a new town,โ Wanda said then finished the last bite of her sandwich.ย
You made a noise like agreement, but also as if you had more to say on the topic, and when Wanda looked at you, you seemed to be gauging whether to say more. You bit your tongue after taking too long to choose between asking if she herself was seeing anyone or saying that you werenโt interested in men at all.ย
โI suppose thatโs true,โ is all you ended up saying.ย
After lunch, you and Wanda decided to walk through the corn maze attraction because the both of you were interested in talking much more and moving your bodies without being distracted by the booths and festival games.ย
It was quite fun to go through the maze with you. It was really rare that Wanda got time to do fun things like this with someone other than the twins โ not that she didnโt enjoy spending that time with them, but she herself felt a little more like a child spending this kind of time with you, which wasnโt a liberty she very often had the chance to experience.ย
A maze was the perfect thing to do with you, Wanda thought, for even taking the wrong turn meant spending more time with you as you walked back to the fork to try a different path, and neither of you were in a rush to finish, so it was more like a fun walk.
You also said that though the research position was interesting so far, it was a routine that didnโt allow for much enjoyment unless you went out of your way to do something new.ย
Wanda sympathised, saying that much of her new milestones in life had come about that way โ marriage, having children, and starting her business with Agatha. After saying it, she realised how depressing it sounded and even felt a little embarrassed talking about such things with you. You were young after all, and here she was rambling about how all of her life was a comfortable endless routine as if she were Sisyphus.
โYou must think Iโm rather boring,โ Wanda said, looking down at the mess of hay, flattened onto the grass from all the people whoโd trekked through the maze. Her tone sounded almost apologetic to her ears though she didnโt think she was trying to apologise for anything in particular.
โWhat?โ you said, shocked. โWhat do you mean? No, I donโt.โ
She laughed a little at your shock, but couldnโt help but feel that your response was a little naive. Once you grew up some more and experienced more of the world and met far more interesting people, Wanda was sure sheโd only be a memory youโd look back on with some kind of pity, thinking, โWhat a sweet woman she was โ such a shame she lived in such a dull town. After all, I could only stand living there for so long until my research period was over.โ
โWell, Iโm always doing all the same things,โ Wanda explained. โIโll probably be doing it for much longer too until the twins grow up and go off to college. I love the shop but I think Iโd rather move elsewhere once they donโt need me in town.โ
There was silence and Wanda looked over to you as you both turned a corner, and you looked to be a little confused, or at least thinking.ย
โBut,โ you started, โhow does that have anything to do with you being boring?โ
โHow does that not mean Iโm boring?โ Wanda replied though acutely aware of how strange she was sounding, arguing for self-deprecation. โI just mean thereโs nothing particularly interesting that I do.โ
Then she added, perhaps rambling out of a place of deep belief, โItโs different from you โ youโre still young and pursuing your passions.โ
The images of you and Dottie walking around the few times that Wanda had seen the two of you came to mind again. Even if there was a chance that you would be interested in women, and women that were older than you, Dottie seemed to be a better match for you. She was more talkative and though she was an elementary school teacher, she was still working in some form of schooling, which might interest you far more than flowers and single-motherhood, and she was younger than Wanda and, from the looks of it, seemed to have more free time to spend with you than she did. Plus, she hadnโt yet been married and didnโt have any children.ย
Wanda couldโve been way over her head in two respects, and suddenly she felt a little foolish for how sheโd been thinking of you โ all this build-up in her mind when she didnโt suit you at all to begin with.
โBut I think youโre interesting,โ you reasoned. โI donโt think Iโve ever really put a lot of thought into what you do work-wise. Or your daily schedule.โ
Then after a moment, when Wanda didnโt respond immediately, you added hesitantly, โBut is thatโฆ something youโd expect people to consider? Or is that something you consider, usually?โ
Wanda felt a kind of whiplash from the jelly youโd turned her legs into and the shame she then immediately felt for how shallow she mustโve seemed to you. โN-No,โ she stuttered, speaking right away to not seem idiotic and just hoping to find the actual words she wanted to say while she was rambling nonsensically.
Truthfully, you didnโt think Wanda was being shallow at all, or that she was being overly concerned with hers and other peopleโs professions. You were also aware of the age difference between you and her, and how preferences and paths of life differed between ages; you were embarrassed at first, thinking that maybe you sounded far too naive, like a child with no grasp of real life or what really mattered to someone busy and with their own lives like she had.
Often, you thought you were way over your head, crushing on and fantasising about an older woman with her own business and family, with her own priorities who was now settled down and likely too busy to think about any romantic partner.
Much less with a college girl.
And wasnโt Wandaโs ex-husband a lawyer?
College girls werenโt her type.
โNo,โ she started again, โI just thoughtโฆ Weโre different in that respect, so I thought it might have maybeโฆ bored you.โ
If Wanda hadnโt also been looking down at the ground, listening to the muffled sounds of hay and grass beneath her shoes, she wouldโve looked up and been able to see that you looked slightly flustered, for you felt that you were in a position of being confessed to.
It didnโt go over your head how Wanda seemed rather concerned about how you viewed her, and worried that you might think that she was boring. The very idea, whatever its context was, that she thought so often about you and your perspective of her made your knees feel a little mushy.
โButโฆ You think Iโm interesting?โ Wanda then asked, raising her head and looking at you.
You had been so adamant to prove her wrong that youโd sort of just blurted it out. You thought youโd gone a little too far, but you looked over to Wanda and met her eyes.
It couldโve been the way the sun peeked from above the hay maze and cast its light upon Wandaโs face, but her eyes seemed particularly lit up, her expression looking even a bit hopeful as she asked you for confirmation.
โUm, yes, I do,โ you confirmed with a smile. โI think youโre really nice and interesting and sometimes I see you out in the driveway with your twins and you seem like such a sweet family, and Iโve been curious about you since you said you owned a floral shop and brought me flowers.โ
Well, now you were rambling.
Then you said something really stupid.
โAlso, umโฆ I think youโre a really pretty woman. I mean, โgorgeousโ is a better word. I hardly ever hear โpretty womanโ as a compliment, though I meant it to be true. It just sounds odd as a word combination.โ
Wanda felt cheeks heating up and she was grateful that the two of you had finally found the end of the maze, for she felt like she needed to take a breath. But she couldnโt not respond to something like that right away. She swallowed and reached for your forearm and brushed her fingers against your skin to reassure you when you looked away, then dropped her hand.
She knew she should be saying something in response, especially now that sheโd gotten your attention back by touching your arm, but she couldnโt come up with any words, just staring into your eyes with lips slightly parted but completely silent.
โCan we play one of the games?โ you then offered, and Wanda blinked out of her stupor, remembering where the two of you were.
โA game?โ she asked, still slightly disoriented.ย
You continued walking away from the maze exit and headed towards the festival, Wanda following beside you.
โMaybe I can win you a stuffed toy,โ you suggested, looking around at the game booths.ย
Wanda smiled at the glint of determination in your eyes and stepped closer to you. โMaybe Iโll win you a toy first,โ she challenged lightheartedly, looking for any excuse to interact with you more.ย
The rest of the time you moved between different games, and you and Wanda didnโt talk so much about things other than the games you were playing and some lighthearted memories that came up as you played.ย
Both of you were enjoying your time, but Wanda particularly, whoโd never really done anything during such town events aside from help organise and sometimes take the twins out for them.ย
Her cheeks were sore from smiling and laughing by the time you were the one to win a prize first.
You handed her a stuffed blue jellyfish, with thin curly tentacles and a soft round body, spotted with white and pale blue.ย
โItโs so cute,โ Wanda said with a tiny smile, squishing the soft body of the jellyfish gently and running her eyes over it in detail as the two of you walked to her car.ย
She insisted, โI was really close to getting you the giraffeโฆ It was luck that you won first โ not skill.โ
โMaybe I can win you the ability not to be a sore loser next time,โ you poked.ย
Then as she raised her head, seeing her car come into closer view, it dawned on her that sheโd be dropping you off at home and your time together would be over, but she wasnโt quite ready to end the day.ย
She stopped at the driverโs side and spoke to you over the roof of the car, โDo you want to take a look inside the shop? Maybe I can help you put together a bouquet, or any kind of decorative piece for your place.โ
She added, to ensure she didnโt sound pushy, โOnly if you want to and if you have time. Iโm sure you had other things planned for the day.โ
You beamed at the suggestion and nodded with a smile. โIโd love to see the shop,โ you said enthusiastically.
โIโm excited to see more of where you are and what you get up to for so much of your day,โ you confessed, your hands folded in between your thighs. โI remember when I visited, and it was gorgeous at the front of the store.โ
Wanda thought it was so sweet how you thought her little shop was so fantastical. โItโs a bit more of a mess in the back and less presentation-worthy, but Iโm also looking forward to showing you around,โ she replied, looking over to you and feeling flustered at how genuinely happy you were.ย
The feeling that you were truly eager to spend more time with her made Wanda all but melt in her seat.ย
It was beginning to darken, a soft purple-pink tint coming over the sky as the sun began to set. It was still a little light outside, and the pink hue of the sun cast in a nice way against your skin.ย
Wanda was feeling nice thinking about the fact that youโd been out together for a while now, and that youโd be out for longer still.ย
โI donโt do this for just any old neighbour, you know,โ Wanda teased, looking at you from the corner of her eye as she unlocked the front door.ย
โJust a few?โ you joked back.ย
Without hesitation, Wanda replied and looked over at you with a little grin, โJust you.โ
She didnโt seem to think very much of what she said, though it struck you as rather flirtatious and made you feel like a special figure in her life, since she walked ahead right after saying it, leaving you to follow behind after breaking from your momentary stupor.ย
It felt so peaceful to be at the shop in the evening with you, telling you about things like how to store freshly cut flowers and how she kept them preserved upon shipments and how they did deliveries.
Wanda had indeed been interested in flowers and plants and owning a floral shop when she first opened it with Agatha, but much of the passion had turned into businesslike concern, and oftentimes Wanda didnโt have much time to take a step back and enjoy what she was doing.
But your fresh pair of eyes and genuine curiosity, asking her questions like how she knew she wanted to open a shop and how long sheโd known Agatha for, made Wanda see everything like she had when she first opened the shop, and your curiosity and interest reminded her closely of the kind of passion sheโd gotten distracted from once she got used to Westviewโs repetition.
Wanda kept viewing herself from the shoes of Agatha if she had also been in the shop somewhere, watching as she giggled at your playful jokes and blushed at your undivided attention, which didnโt necessarily have to be interpreted as flirtatious for Wanda to feel flustered by.
Sometimes all you had to do was look at her while Wanda wasnโt looking so when she turned to look at you, your eyes were on her rather than on whatever she was trying to show you.
She kept thinking of Agatha especially because Wanda wondered whether she was making all of it up, and if all of it truly was platonic, and she wondered what her closest friend would say about all of this.
But the more Wanda felt herself stuttering around you or making some excuse to stand close to you or brush against you, she could no longer trust even her interpretations of what a third-party might say about things.
But the most delusional of it all, Wanda thought, was that she kept thinking of the image of you with Dottie walking down the shopping district during the times where Wanda was too busy to spend time with you and talk with you as much as she wanted.
She kept recalling the feeling of how tired sheโd been coming out of work, the sun just about to start setting, and looking forward to getting home after picking up the twins. She had been at a stoplight thinking of what to make for dinner when you passed in front her along the crosswalk, Dottie at your side as you spoke with each other.
She was always wearing something pretty, her taste in clothing professional and delicate as an elementary school teacher, her blonde hair always curled or put up.
From what sheโd heard from the few times she attended the town meetings โ not that Dottie was so infamous but rather because she was friends with some of the mothers who attended โ Dottie was the daughter of old-money parents who owned acres of rural farmland a few hours away from New Jersey.
Dottie was everything Wanda wasnโt.
Were you doing things like this with her too?ย
Were you only being polite?
While the two of you were putting together a little vase of different coloured roses together for your living room, Wanda quietly spoke up. โIโve been meaning to ask youโฆโ she started quietly, kind of hoping you might suddenly change the topic, leaving the question forgotten.ย
But instead you looked up from trimming a stem of a white rose, your curiosity piqued as you anticipated her question.
Wanda felt your eyes on her and she kept her hands busy carefully removing the thorns of the roses as she continued. โNot to soundโฆ strangeโฆโ she said, trying her best to keep her voice steady and unsuspecting. โBut a few weeks ago I saw you with Dottie, and I was just curious about how you knew her.โ
She took a risk and looked up from the flower she was holding.
โShe was Tommy and Billyโs teacher once, and they still go to that elementary school, so I sometimes see her around when I drop them off and pick them up,โ she added, to sound like she was asking for a practical reason.
โOh,โ you said, sounding a little surprised to hear her name brought up. โSheโs a friend of the professor Iโm doing research with. Iโฆ canโt really remember how they know each other. I think it might be through Dottieโs parents.โ
A wave of cool relief washed over Wanda and she looked back down to the roses and started dethorning the other one to keep her face down in case she accidentally looked a bit elated.
โI see,โ she answered as nonchalantly as she could, though she could hear a waver of relief evident in the way she breathed out. โItโs a small town.โ But Wanda still couldnโt help but press on a little, feeling not yet fully satisfied by your answer.
โButโฆ You donโt see herโฆ often, do you?โ she asked, looking up again just to see your expression, and hoping you didnโt seem suspicious about why she was asking.
You shook your head, just focused on trimming the stems the right length and carefully placing them in a pleasing way amongst each other in the vase Wanda provided. โNo, not often at all,โ you said. โUsually I see her when weโre meeting up together to have coffee with my professor.โ
โSo itโs a professional relationship?โ
To that, you finally looked up from the flowers in your hands and looked over at Wanda, who immediately internally cursed herself for not watching her mouth; sheโd gone a little too far, just asking you whatever came to mind.
โI donโt even know if it would be considered professional, per se,โ you answered, your hands lowering a little as you focused on giving an answer. โShe doesnโt have anything to do with my research. I think itโs just circumstantial โ thatโs a good way to describe it.โ
Wanda swallowed and looked back down to the roses, immediately ready to drop the subject and move onto something else after realising just how overly curious sheโd been sounding.ย
Suddenly you were feeling a little awkward that Wanda had been talking about professional relationships and networking and all. All of that felt like a different world, and there was still a lot that Wanda considered in life that you didnโt.
You didnโt even think you had professional relationships, really, aside from your professor.
It felt like every time she brought up something you didnโt understand, the difference in age between the two of you became all the more evident, and you felt yourself becoming more and more childish and inexperienced in her eyes.
โUm, by the wayโฆ Ms Maximoff, I wanted to say that I felt kind of nervous to ask you to go out this weekend,โ you confessed, and from the corner of your eye you saw Wanda raise her head and look at you. โI thought it mightโve beenโฆ I donโt know, like, a little stupid, even.โ
โWhat?โ she asked, surprised. She set her rose down and turned her body a little to look at you. The tone of her voice made you raise your head and meet her eyes. โStupid? Why?โ
You werenโt exactly sure what you had hoped to accomplish by confessing that, but you almost just felt like apologising somewhat for doing something stupid or childish before Wanda could realise it for herself.
Maybe youโd seem a little less naive if you just admitted to it right away, because honestly, you really did think you had been sounding a little stupid to ask her out for the festival, and often wondered if she only ever said yes to you out of pity because of how young you were.
Sometimes when she apologised for seeming standoffish or distant, you couldnโt help but feel that she was just trying to tend to a childโs tantrum.
But her response wasnโt as you initially thought it would be, and she seemed truly shocked at your confession, so you felt a little flustered and you now felt that you had been overdramatic.
โI-I just meanโฆ Wellโฆโย
As you stuttered for a response, you realised you had no excuse to make, and honestly, Wanda had only ever been kind to you, so you had no reason to try and lie. So you thought to tell the truth.
โIt sometimes feels like I donโt really have a grasp on your life, and like you may just be too busy or disinterested to do stuff like go out to a festival to get driven to work orโฆโ
You trailed off to find the rest of your words, and you saw Wanda continuing to watch your face from the corner of your eye. One of her arms was resting on the counter beside her, her hands fidgeting with each otherโs fingertips in front of her stomach.
โI think maybe I didnโt really consider that you might feel more comfortable not knowing your neighbours so much, and that even though it might be true you donโt mind when I do you favours or ask to do things in our freetime, I know that youโre also busy and preoccupied with things andโฆ Just more comfortable with how things had been.โ
Wellโฆ Dottie certainly didnโt get any of this kind of confession from you.
Wanda took a tiny step forward. She knew what you were trying to get at; there was an age difference between the two of you and sometimes the difference casted doubt on whether you were both thinking the same thing, always wondering how you were perceived by the other.
โI know how you feel,โ she reassured, reaching out to brush her hand against your arm against the better half of her mind telling herself it was a bad idea to move closer to you. She fidgeted with her fingers again and took a little breath, wanting to be open and honest like you just had been.
She confessed, โI think that sometimes I might be projecting myself onto you.โ
The words shocked you and you looked up and met her eyes, surprised to see her looking a little nervous as she spoke. You didnโt think anything about your relationship with Wanda had the power to make her nervous; she always just seemed like she had everything so well-structured.
She owned a business with a close friend and was a single mother of two young boys and lived in a nice house. She was beautiful and kind, and the idea that she might be nervous in any sense while interacting with you surprised you greatly.
โSometimes I canโt exactly tell if Iโmโฆ understanding things correctlyโฆโ she added, swallowing hard. The momentary silence between responses thrummed against her eardrums, and the light from the ceiling became strangely brighter and looked as light often did when she was down with a terrible flu.
The implication was heavy, and she was worried about how you would take it. She tried to immediately relax herself by thinking that youโd only pick up on what she was implying if you yourself had been thinking similar things, but there was always a chance that youโd understand what she was saying and not feel the same way.
She could hardly bear the thought of confessing unreciprocated, for she foresaw absolutely no way to come back from that kind of rejectionโฆ She would look like such a fool, and she wouldnโt know how to handle the kinds of things she did and felt because of you.
The things she felt for you had been different from anything before, and if you rejected her, there was no way for her to deal with this new kind of awakening, and she was certain thereโd be no other chance to be attracted to someone in the way she was with you.
โI think maybe Iโm in over my head, Ms Maximoffโฆโ you said quietly.
Suddenly Wanda was overcome with the possibility of what you were also implying, and the very possibility that you meant what she thought was overcoming the fear of being rejected or being wrong.
All sheโd been doing was fantasising and mulling over possibilities and uncertainties about how she was feeling and how you might be feeling, and now the possibility that you might feel the same way, that she wasnโt just making it all up the whole time, seemed more real and tangible than it ever had been before.
She knew she was thinking irrationally.
There were better ways to do this.
But she could only really think of doing one thing.
She placed her hand atop the counter at the midway point between the both of you and she stepped forward, tipping her head to the side ever so slightly as she moved closer. Her breath felt warm against her own lips as her exhales reached your upper lip, and your eyes looked lidded and your face slightly flushed before she closed her eyes and met her soft lips with yours.
You immediately put your rose down and placed your hand on Wandaโs lower back, pulling her closer, and Wanda felt like she could collapse into your body at the gesture.
You really did want her. She hadnโt been making it up.
Though sheโd been married before, this felt like the first time anyone truly reciprocated her feelings. Maybe that was because what feelings she had for Vision werenโt anything like the ones she had for you.
She was thirty-two and feeling this way for the first time; she felt like sheโd really been missing out.
It didnโt take very long for the slow and hesitant kiss to grow heated, perhaps due to its confirmation of mutual attraction and interest. Your arm wrapped around Wandaโs waist and your other hand moved up the curve of her spine, up to where her sundress exposed her upper back, your fingers entangling themselves in her hair as they moved up her neck.
Wanda sighed into your mouth, listening to the way it merged with your tiny moans and exhales. She had her own arm wrapped around your waist too, but with her other hand caressing your cheek, her thumb brushing against your soft skin, encouraging you.
She felt her lower back press against the edge of the counter and she realised you were pressing your body flush against hers.
Her heart was thumping wildly in her chest, her body feeling warm all over.
In her sundress with her arms and upper back and chest exposed, every brush you had against her skin sent shockwaves up her spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake as a familiar ache began to form deep in Wandaโs lower stomach, causing her to roll her hips forward, knocking them gently against your own.
Maybe when her mind was less fogged up and she could think of a world past the soft caresses of your hands and your delicate moans, she would think about how right Agatha was about being with women.
You were so delicate and gentle, and not only because she thought that that was just the kind of person you were, but also because of the smooth slope of your shoulders and how your arms slotted perfectly beneath hers. Your face was smooth and free of stubble and your lips were so soft, your sweet moans were enough to make Wanda weak in the knees, and you smelled so nice.
And it did really feel like you were touching her as if she were an extension of yourself.
โMs Maximoffโฆโ you sighed, sounding desperate as your hand fell away from cradling the back of her head and sending a wave of throbbing arousal down between Wandaโs thighs. Her eyebrows furrowed together and she pulled you closer, grasping at the hem of your shirt as her fingers tightened around the fabric, feeling just as desperate.
Then suddenly you yelped and pulled away from her lips, your body unwrapping from Wandaโs. Wandaโs eyes darted across your face and she worried for a moment that she accidentally bit your lip.ย
โY/N, a-are you okay? Did I hurt you?โ she asked, panicked as she looked at you. Then she noticed that you had brought your hand up, surveying it under the light of the ceiling. โWhat happened?โ
โU-Um, I accidentally put my finger down on a thorn,โ you said, looking up at her sheepishly and showing her the curved thorn deep in your index finger.
Wanda stepped close again and wrapped her fingers around your wrist to get a better look at it. โOh, dearโฆ Thatโs quite deepโฆโ she said, her voice low as she turned your finger around in the light to get a better look at it.
โDonโt worry โ this happens quite often,โ she reassured, looking over at you with a smile. The eye contact made you blush and you couldnโt help the way your eyes flickered down to her lips that now looked slightly swollen with how frantic your kiss had been.
The same flushed expression came over Wandaโs face but she looked back down to your finger and carefully laid it against her hand. โDonโt move,โ she said. โIโll take it out, but I want to make sure it doesnโt break off in your finger.โ
Inching your hand closer to her eyes and into the light, her other hand came up and carefully pulled out the thorn, pulling it in the direction of its curve. A tiny bead of blood came from where it had pierced your skin.ย
โJust a moment. Keep your finger upright,โ she said, letting go of your wrist slowly so as to not move it from its place midair. She then turned and bent over a little to rummage under the counter.
You couldnโt help the way your chest fluttered at the sight of her so focused on taking care of you.ย
She straightened again, now holding a bandaid, and laid the back of your hand against her fingers. With slightly furrowed eyebrows, she unwrapped the bandage and carefully secured it around your finger.
โThere we goโฆโ she said softly. โNot too tight?โ
Heat rose to your cheeks when she looked back up to you again and you looked away with a shy smile and shook your head. โNo, itโs just perfect.โ
โGood.โ
Then she threw the garbage out and brushed the thorns off of the countertop and into a nearby garbage can she lifted to the edge of the counter. She set it back down on the ground then turned back over to you nervously, brushing down the front of her dress.
She bit her bottom lip awkwardly, then quietly reasoned, โMaybe it was time we headed back home, anyway.โ
You looked up from the floor and met her eyes with a little nod and a polite smile.
But neither of you moved from your spots, and Wanda felt a familiar impatience and gnawing urge pulsing inside her again.
Wanda was right in her observations of you โ you were rather shy, and a submissive lover. You were nervous and hesitant, and after kissing you, she was sure youโd been with women before. That excited her, and she heard her own soft trembling exhales through her parted lips as she observed the hesitant look in your eyes, anticipating her next move.
You were still nervous, Wanda could tell.ย
So young and hesitant and innocent and politeโฆ
All she felt then and there was that she needed your hands on her, and Wanda stepped forward again, kissing you with immediate heated passion as her hands ran up to the sides of your face, caressing you gently.ย
Your hands came to her hips and you attempted to wrap your arms around her waist until Wanda stumbled forwards, pushing you into the back room where it was more spacious.ย
โMmm, Y/Nโฆโ she sighed into your open mouth, pushing your lower back against one of the counters in the back room.
Your hands were on her hips, slowly rounding to her lower back, but it was still not enough. She took hold of your wrist and brought your hand to her breast, and you squeezed as if partial to the feeling of how soft her breast was in your hand, mindful of the way her body arched into yours, her body pressed against your hips.ย
She felt herself throbbing when your other hand found its way beneath her dress, groping her ass and even tucking two fingers past her underwear to feel the soft, pliable flesh beneath the fabric.ย
โMs Maximoff, is this okay?โ you asked, your words trembling for how you spoke them between heated kisses. The hesitant tone spoken with your soft voice juxtaposed the way you groped her ass, and Wanda felt like she was already practically nearing orgasm.
โThatโs just fine, sweetheart,โ she replied, her fingers snaking down your jawline to hold your head in place as she tipped her head to the side and deepened the kiss.ย
Your fingernails pressed into her ass and she gasped, her body tensing momentarily.
Your tongues briefly brushed against each other and at the sensation, Wanda couldnโt get enough. She ran the tip of her tongue over your teeth then delved past your lips.ย
Warm exhales and breathy sighs echoed between your open mouths, meshed together in the exchange of saliva as your thumb tugged down the neckline of Wandaโs dress along with her bra so you could thumb at her hardened nipple, your other hand taking another handful of her ass.ย ย
Wanda had never felt more sexually desired, your hands on her body making her feel that you were thoroughly exploring her out of deep interest and pulsing arousal.ย
It was no obligation or passive act.ย
It was desire and craving, and you wanted her.ย
Then she felt the urge to have her mouth on your cunt, to feel you pulsating around her tongue, to feel your warm, slick folds against her lips. She wanted to taste how wet she made you and how badly you wanted her, to swallow your cum and have your flavour spread across her tongue.ย
Sheโd never pleasured another woman before, but all she felt was hunger, so much of it that it was painful, and that desire surpassed any need for prior knowledge.ย
In a few moments your thighs were wrapped securely around her head, Wanda on her knees beneath you as she noisily ate you out. The intermingled noises of her moans and the sound of your soaking pussy made your heart race.ย
She was far messier and dominating than youโd initially imagined, and you could hardly catch your breath. Each moment you thought youโd caught up, sheโd want more, grabbing at you, delving her tongue into your opening or rubbing her flattened tongue against your aching clit.ย
She gripped at your hips, pulling you down onto her face so desperately you worried you might hurt her.
She opened her eyes and you saw her meet your gaze behind the mess of her dirty blonde hair, and you reached down and carefully brushed strands of her hair away from her forehead, revealing green eyes darkened by carnal desire.ย ย
The way she stared at you sent chills up your spine, causing you to roll your hips forward and bump your clit against the tip of her nose. She looked wildly predatorial, her relentless tongue and hot breath paired with a melody of deep groans and light girlish moans almost animalistic.ย
Wanda saw your hand reach down, fingers twitching in hesitation, before she interlaced her fingers with yours and brought your hand to the back of her head. She felt very literallyโฆ hungry โ she craved you.
You nudged her mouth against your cunt and Wanda mewled in pleasure, feeling caressed as if she were being pet. Her hair was smooth, and feeling it now, you found she truly had thick hair and it wasnโt just the way she styled it in the mornings.ย
There were a lot of things you were newly finding about Wanda, new ways of viewing and understanding her that would make her different from how you had understood her before.ย
Youโd never be able to see her without knowing how she looked on her knees, eating your pussy in her shop in the early evening, never being able to unfeel how her hands were firm and confident as they rubbed your thighs and squeezed your hips. But her fingers were delicate and careful, likely from her profession handling flowers.ย
You knew her touch.
Wanda knew exactly when you came โ she felt it first before she heard it with how your thighs were wrapped around her ears. She could feel you contract and begin to pulse against her tongue, felt the way your hips chased her mouth and how your hands grasped at her desperately. She knew you had reached your peak because it reminded her so much of herself, and she helped you through your orgasm and through its aftershocks as she had for herself during the times she had come to the thought of you.
She carefully licked around your cunt and your inner thighs, cleaning you up as she blindly felt for your pants and underwear before sliding it back up your thighs while you caught your breath above.
When she buttoned your pants you helped her stand up and you adjusted her dress for her. Wanda leaned flush against your body with a little smile, watching your face as you straightened her dress, feeling your gentle hands rub against her.
Then you met her eyes and wrapped your arms around her waist, returning a smile.
She leaned forward and kissed you chastly, just feeling your soft, warm lips against her own, one of your hands moving up her back and rubbing softly.ย
โWas I goodโฆ?โ Wanda asked a little nervously as she pulled away and looked at you. The tip of her nose brushed against yours lightly.
You nodded.
โIt felt amazingโฆโ you answered honestly, your fingers making shapes against her lower back through her dress. โI think, also, that Iโm really attracted to you.โ
Wanda laughed, feeling her cheeks heat up, and she buried her face in your neck.
After a moment, she added shyly, โThat was my first time.โ
Shocked, you turned your head a little to look at her but Wanda kept her face hidden in the crook of your neck and in the curtain of your soft hair.ย
โI couldnโt tell,โ you told her.
โAre you being sarcasticโฆ?โ Wanda asked, looking down to play with the ends of your hair. โI canโt see your face.โ
โIโm not being sarcastic.โ
Wanda blushed, uttering a small โThank youโ before she raised her head, fidgeting with your shirt a little.ย
โShall I drive you back home nowโฆ?โ she asked, looking up hesitantly.
You swallowed, feeling an ache of disappointment and longing at the thought of ending the night without getting to talk with Wanda more or even make her feel good. But if that had been her first time, sheโd already done quite a bit.
You didnโt want to push her further or pressure her, so you nodded once silently in spite of how badly you wanted to be able to touch her too.
During the drive back, Wanda felt a dull ache behind her exhilaration, forcing her to admit that she was still not entirely satisfied. Sheโd underestimated the significance behind how much she fantasised about you, and how much desire truly went behind how strongly and how often she thought of you.
She nervously tapped against the steering wheel with her index finger and she bit down on her bottom lip.
โWas thatโฆโ She swallowed and carefully picked out the right words as she saw you turn to look at her from the corner of her eye. โWere you looking forโฆ just a one-time thingโฆ?โ
Wanda couldnโt stop herself from turning and looking at your expression when there was perhaps a millisecondโs worth of silence after her question.
You felt a weight drop in your stomach and your fingers pressed against the flower vase sitting in your lap.ย
How would you come off if Wanda had been looking for something casual and you told her you werenโt? You would look childish and naive and disrespectful of her busy life.
You considered lying or perhaps answering nonchalantly, but tonight was the first time sheโd ever gone down on another woman, and you felt you owed her honesty.
Andโฆ after all, it was still Wanda. She wasnโt someone to be scared of.
As Wanda turned into the neighbourhood, you answered, โI want to be closer to you than that. I donโt think I would want something like that to be a one-time thing.โ
Wanda took in a sharp inhale when her chest tightened and filled with adrenaline, and she squeezed her hands around her steering wheel. She pulled into her driveway and parked the car.
Worried about the silence that would come over the both of you if she turned the car off, Wanda kept the car running as she ran her hands down her thighs as she gathered her confidence to speak again.
She turned to you and felt her heart pounding against her chest, threatening to suffocate her, when you turned to meet her eyes.
โWould you like to come in?โ she asked directly.ย
Wandaโs hands laid in fists atop her lap as she regarded you, her posture straight and her shoulders rising and falling in tiny rhythmic motions as she steadied her breathing. From the dim lighting of her driveway from the light above her garage, you could see her eyebrows very slightly furrowed and her eyes gleaming with a nervous vulnerability, her expression patient and waiting for your answer.
You nodded once.ย
You stuttered when you tried to speak, then tried a second time, uttering a tiny, โYes, Iโd like that.โ
The motions of following behind Wanda as she walked up her porch and unlocked the front door were mechanical and you watched her from behind, wishing desperately to know what was running through her mind.ย
There was a soft warm light coming from the living room that grew slowly brighter when the front door was closed behind you and your eyes adjusted to the gentle lighting of her house. This was the first time youโd ever been inside.
You looked around at the decor and the evidence of Tommy and Billyโs presence that remained even when they were with their father โ their shoes were put away on a rack, some of their schoolwork on the small table by the front door, and their jackets hung on the coat rack.ย
โAre you thirsty or hungry for anything?โ Wanda asked, evidently a little nervous.
You saw her take a breath and hold it when you set the vase down on the table where she had placed her keys to hold her hand. โI want to be with you, Ms Maximoff,โ you said sincerely.
She swallowed and squeezed your hand and gave a little nod.
โI want to be with you too,โ she replied, a little smile coming onto her face when you seemed to respond positively to her answer. She led you upstairs and you walked up beside her for how nervous she still seemed, and so you wanted to be close with her rather than following behind.ย
Wanda closed the bedroom door behind her and with the bedroom curtains left open enough to have the room illuminated by the evening, none of you turned any other lights on. She turned around to face you once she came to her bed, and her hands nervously came to the waistband of your pants, fidgeting a little.
โAre you nervousโฆ?โ you asked her quietly, stepping closer so her hands were caught between your bodies.
She looked up and nodded silently.
Then she said, her voice small, โWhat if Iโm not good at this?โ
You ached at her evident insecurity and unfamiliarity around being so vulnerable.ย
Your hand reached up to brush her hair back and you kissed her temple and murmured, โNot good at what?โ
โAtโฆ this โ making you feel good and being close with you, and connecting with you. Iโve never feltโฆโ Wandaโs breath trembled and she swallowed.
She took a little breath.ย
โI really like you, Y/N,โ she explained, her gaze falling to your shoulder and your body pressed flush against hers. โI want to be good at thisโฆโ
โNo,โ you protested softly and pulled your head back to look at her. โThatโs not really how it works, Ms Maximoffโฆโ
She explored your soft gaze, curious about what you would say but also caught up in how kind and patient your eyes were.ย
โYou donโt really know how to do these things,โ you reassured softly, โyou just feel it.โ
Wanda has always known what to do with things, and if she didnโt, there was someone who did know. Her marriage was all about expectation and filling roles as parents and as spouses, and her life, more or less, was about living through a planned schedule, doing things in order to be good at them and doing them right.
Was it okay to mess up?
Was it okay for her to do something just because she wanted to? Sheโd never been well-acquainted with the feeling of wanting something for herself to begin with.
โCan you call me by my first name?โโ Wanda asked.ย
You nodded and smiled at the humour of her request.ย
She smiled in return and blushed before stepping back and allowing her hands some room to begin taking your clothes off.
You laid Wanda onto her back once her dress slipped from her shoulders, revealing her smooth skin and the contours and curves of her body.ย
Wanda felt extraordinarily sensitive to your every touch, unable to take her eyes away from the way your hands moved across her skin; it wasnโt enough to just feel the way your palms glided across her sides, your thumbs pressing into the contours of her obliques as you kissed down to her belly button, then her thighs, her calves, and her ankles when you bent her legs slightly moving back up her body โ she had to see it too.ย
โCan I take your bra off?โ you asked, looking up at her.
Wanda nodded and guided your hands to her back where her bra strap was, her back arching from the bed to allow you some space. She felt a surge of nerves course through her stomach when you took her bra off.
It had been so long since she was intimate with anyone, and even longer since she was with someone she felt engaged with, but it was the first time she was with someone she was truly interested in and attracted to.
For the first time, with your eyes running over her naked body, Wanda felt insecure about herself in a way she hadnโt previously; she was much older than you, and she started thinking about the other girls you mustโve been with.
None of them had ever been married or had children, and Wanda suddenly felt a dread come over her, feeling that she and her body were less attractive because of her age and what sheโd done that neither you nor your previous sexual partners had.
But in spite of her anxiety, what she worried about wasnโt indicative at all in the way you continued to kiss her and caress her.
Your lips wrapped around one of her nipples, your hand coming to massage her other breast, and Wandaโs head lolled to the side atop her pillow, overcome by the feeling of being ravished and spoiled.ย
Then you moved up and began kissing her neck, and if you bit her, you did it softly, taking just a little of her skin between your teeth and nipping softly. She laughed breathily when you tugged at her earlobe with your teeth.
She loved the feeling of your weight on her body โ a physical, tangible reminder of your presence, symbolic of how she had surpassed the period of fantasy and yearning.
โGet on your back,โ Wanda told you, running the tips of her fingers down the curve of your spine.
While you adjusted your position, Wanda sat up and leaned over the edge of the bed and rummaged somewhere you couldnโt see. She sat back up and laid beside you, a translucent purple dildo in her hand.ย
Heat immediately rose to your cheeks and you imagined Wanda rolling her hips into it, slowly slipping herself down, and moaning as she fucked the faux cock. You even dared to imagine she fantasised about you.ย
โCan I use this on you?โ she asked, holding it up for you to survey the size.
The very sight of Wanda holding a dildo in her hand, asking you for your permission for her to fuck you with it, her green eyes curiously exploring your expression, her naked body pressed against yours so her breasts brushed against your upper armโฆ
You had to blink a few times to make sure you werenโt just dreaming it all up, napping on the couch of your place before heading out to the festival.
Wanda moved closer and kissed your cheek. โI can be gentle with you,โ she reassured. โIf thatโs what youโre worried aboutโฆโ
โIโm not worried.โ
โReally?โ she asked, teasing, lifting her head to meet your eyes. โYou havenโt said yes yet.โ
You immediately nodded, heat rising to your cheeks.
โIs that a yes?โ Wanda pressed, feigning curiosity with furrowed eyebrows.
โY-Yes,โ you practically choked out, stunned at her sudden display of playfulness.ย
She leaned back to where she had reached down before and came back up with a bottle of lube. Placing the dildo between your hips, Wanda asked for you to lather it on, holding herself up beside you and kissing up your shoulder and neck as you pumped your hand around the faux cock.
โAs much as you want,โ she purred. โI want to make sure you feel comfortable.โ
You shifted your positioning a little so Wanda could have a better range of motion. One of your legs was perched up and your legs were parted, and you were laying back against a pillow for just a little elevation.
โTell me if it hurts or if I should slow down, okay?โ Wanda asked, nudging the tip of her nose against your cheekbone softly. She was taken by the urge to take care of you, to keep her body as close to you as possible, to feel your bare flesh against her own.
She really did think you were so sweet and precious, and the urge to care for you came stronger than it ever had before.ย
She wanted to make you feel good.ย
โIs this feeling okay, Y/N?โ she asked, her other hand rubbing up and down your upper arm.ย
Your eyes were shut, allowing you to fully take in the scent of Wandaโs laundry and her hair and her perfume. The soft sounds of her little moans and noises as she made careful efforts to enter and tease you sent chills up your spine and made you throb.ย
โTh-That feels really good, Mโโ
You corrected yourself: โWanda.โ
A little flutter resounded in your chest at the feeling of calling her by her first name โ it felt so personal.ย
โThatโs good, Y/N,โ she cooed softly. โYouโve nearly taken half. Itโs a big stretch, huhโฆ?โ You hesitated to nod; it was a big stretch, but it wasnโt too much, and you didnโt want Wanda to stop.ย
โBut youโre a big girl, rightโฆ?โ she asked, and you immediately opened your eyes at her wording and the soft coo of her voice.
โI- Yes, Iโฆ I am.โ
You watched as Wanda took her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes running down your body as her wrist curled and twisted back and forth, each time slowly pressing further into you. Her forearm muscle flexed with each movement and you could hear her breaths begin to quicken.
โCan I confess something a little embarrassingโฆ?โ Wanda spoke after a few moments of intimate silence, and you looked up from her forearm to her face.
When you met her eyes with patient curiosity, she continued. โIโve pleasured myself to the thought of you many times, but Iโve never used this,โ she told you. โI suppose I couldnโt imagine you in its place. It feels far more fitting to hold it.โ
Heat rose to your cheeks and your breath hitched.
Wandaโs eyebrows raised and you felt a slightly forceful thrust, causing you to whimper. โDid you like hearing about that? I pulled out just a little and youโve made quite the mess around itโฆโ
The way her eyes scrutinised you, the focus in her expression, made you feel like she was observing you in great detail, feeling that her interest was sincerely piqued as much as she was aroused.
Then, with one more thrust, you felt the coolness of Wandaโs fingers pressed against your warm folds, and you knew she was entirely in.ย
โDoes that feel good, Y/N?โ she asked, settling herself more comfortably beside you so she was sitting up, your head lying in the crook of her neck. Her arm was wrapped around your head with her elbow keeping her up, her hand stroking your head softly.
You felt like you were struggling to get words out with the size of Wandaโs cock inside of you, along with the gentle and tantalising way she entered and pulled out. She was practically cradling you against her as she maintained steady motion, and you felt as if you were being babied.
โTh-That feels really goodโฆโ you mumbled.
โOh, Iโm so glad, sweetheartโฆโ She began petting the side of your head and you mewled.
You watched through hooded eyes Wandaโs focused expression as she continued her soft thrusts, the positioning of your bodies making the act look almost masturbatory with how your bodies laid together, meshed.
โI had a feeling this would be the pace you preferred, Y/N,โ Wanda said, her voice a soft mumble, her voice now sounding raspy with how low she was speaking. โIf Iโm honestโฆ I thought a lot about what kinds of things you might likeโฆ I always enjoyed thinking that you were a careful lover, and shyโฆโ
Even though she spoke at a hushed volume, you could hear her soft laboured breaths from her stern efforts to keep her arm at a steady pace, and often you looked down to see her forearm muscles flex subtly beneath her smooth pale skin.
โI thought about that all the time,โ she confessed, a little moan passing her lips as the recollection. โI thought about howโฆ polite and delicate you were, and your sweet smile and how kind you were to me. I thought that must mean you were quite accommodating in the bedroom, but I just wasnโt able to allow my mind to wander that far, thinking about what you might be able to do for me. I just kept thinking about what youโd let me do, and that soft little blush on your cheeksโฆโ
She looked up at you and met your eyes. Hers crinkled at the sides when she looked over your expression, and when she smiled, the faint hints of dimples on either side of her smile made your heart skip about a dozen beats.
โThe kind of blush you have right nowโฆโ she whispered.ย
โI wish you could see how you look,โ she added, and you could feel her speeding her thrusts up, a new desperation in her efforts as you felt her move closer to you. Her hips knocked against the side of your thigh and her hardened nipples grazed against your upper arm.
Her breathing became laboured, and you felt yourself in a trance just looking into Wandaโs eyes, feeling pressure steadily build between your thighs she quickened her pace.ย
It was almost a little embarrassing hearing how wet you were, listening to how you stretched open each time Wanda thrusted her cock into you, and how you sounded when she pulled out, your tiny moans and whimpers building, seemingly encouraging Wanda to speed up.
โYou look so cute, looking up at me, just waiting on what Iโll do or what Iโll say,โ she said. โDo you feel cared for, babyโฆ?โ
Slender fingers brushed your hair out of your face.
โY-Yes, I-โ
Wanda interrupted you โ not that you wouldโve had anything very substantial to say anyways with how you started to speak and stutter without really knowing what you were going to say. โI knew it was wrong, fantasising about someone so youngโฆ But I couldnโt help itโฆโ
She moaned softly and you could see her rub her thighs together just below your eye line.
Your eyes were beginning to flutter shut, for you were feeling the pressure in your lower stomach begin to coil, and you felt yourself tightening around the faux cock, suddenly sensitive to every noise and brush of Wandaโs hair against your skin.
Her arm unwrapped from around your head and Wanda suddenly leaned her head down and wrapped her lips around one of your nipples, causing you to moan out at the feeling of her warm tongue flicking over you, her teeth gently nipping at you before switching to the other.
โYouโre doing such a good job, honey,โ she reassured, trailing her kisses up to your neck and beginning to run her warm tongue up your skin. โSo close, arenโt you?โ
You nodded, trying to respond with intelligible words but only getting so far as a little whimper of affirmation.ย
From beyond distracted hooded eyes, your eyes flickered between Wandaโs fafe and her soft breasts, still pressed warm against your upper arm.ย
โYouโve gotten so wet,โ Wanda purred, biting at the corner of your jaw. โMy fingers are slipping from around the base; I have to keep readjusting my grip. It doesnโt help that youโre so tightโฆโ
โIf I had a cock of my own, baby, Iโd have you on your knees, bent over with your face in the pillowsโฆโ she mumbled against your ear. โYouโd be so tight and warm around meโฆ You donโt know how wet it makes me to think about fucking a young thing like youโฆ Hearing your little sounds and your pleasโฆโ
Your eyes squeezed shut and you reached out to take hold of her hip. โW-Wanda, Iโm-โ
She moved her other hand down and interlaced your fingers.ย
โCome for me, Y/N,โ she cooed.
Wanda was entirely captivated seeing you come, feeling the resistance around her dildo as your walls squeezed around it, your body arching from the bed while you cried out squeezed her hand. You came on the very bed and sheets she had to the thought of you countless times before, but the way you came was different.ย
It was more delicate than hers โ from what she could recall from her own self-perception โ your moans fluttery and broken into tiny whimpers, your body combed over with tiny tremors and involuntary twitches.
"That's a good girl," she whispered against your temple as you came, her other hand squeezing and stroking your shoulder. "Just like that, honey..."
She was careful when she pulled out of you, and couldnโt help but bring the dildo up to her lips and clean some of your mess off of it with her lips and tongue. Then she set it down somewhere on the bed and moved down to be able to wrap her arms around you, bringing your head against her chest.
Her arm that wrapped around the underside of your head stroked the side of your temple while she kissed your forehead, her other arm wrapped around your torso, rubbing your side soothingly.
After a while of Wanda rubbing your hip and your stomach, your upper arm, and anywhere she could reach while kissing your face gently, you caught your breath and cuddled close to her.
โI really do like you, Y/N,โ Wanda said after the moments of silence. She pulled away a little to be able to look at your face in its entirety, and she smiled down at you softly. โI think youโre very kind, and very sweet. Itโs really been a long time since anyone thought or cared as much about me as you do.โ
Then she added, a bit shamefully, โI know it just sounds selfish, but over the last while since you moved here, Iโve been thinking of you quite a bit. And I was always very nervous to pursue anything, or even allow myself to feel anything like this for you.โ
You didnโt want to speak up and interrupt her, especially since she seemed a little nervous confessing her feelings.
โNot only was it my first time regarding someone of your age in the way that I had begun to, but I think there were just a lot of things I was used to that I had to try to unlearn, and find confidence in diverging from.โ
Then she looked away from your eyes and began fiddling with her fingers. Sensing her nerves, you squeezed her hand softly and rubbed your thumb against the back of her hand. Though she didnโt look back at you, she acknowledged your gesture and squeezed back.
โAnd there was also my ageโฆโ she hesitantly mentioned. โI feltโฆ insecure, and unsure of myself, being how old I am and not knowing what to do. I feltโฆ late to everything I was feeling for the first time, and thought that everything I was feeling was some desperate fantasy.โ
Hesitantly, she met your eyes again, and looked relieved when you were already looking at her.ย
โYou have no idea how good and happy it makes me feel that youโre sincerely interested in meโฆโ she told you, a tiny shy smile spreading on her face. โIโve never felt this way before, even with Visionโฆ and I feel really lucky to be able to be with you like this.โ
A realisation suddenly came over you hearing Wandaโs confession โ did she really think it was all luck? You had been so shy about everything that you had failed to tell Wanda much of how you felt and how you saw her, and it wasnโt even your first time with a woman.
โI meanโฆ it wasnโt really luck,โ you said, fidgeting a little with her fingers, which Wanda thought was really cute. โI did ask to drive you home and visit you and work andโฆ asked to see you this weekend.โ
โOh. Thatโs right, isnโt it?โย
She looked like she had a moment of deep pondering as she looked off to the side. Then she looked down at you again and smiled.ย
โI guess I just didnโt really allow myself to accept the possibility that you were doing it all because of that,โ she admitted bashfully.ย
You let go of her hand and brushed your fingers against her hip, drawing nervous shapes against her soft skin. โCan I touch you too, Wanda?โ you requested.ย
For a moment, she looked surprised that you would even offer; her lips parted and she blinked, before closing her mouth and nodding slightly.ย
โWhat will you do?โ she asked, curious and sounding a little insecure in a way that you couldnโt entirely understand.ย
The two of you shifted positions and Wanda laid on her back, looking up at you with eyes that made your chest ache. She looked vulnerable and almost a little anxious.ย
Being intimate with women wasnโt the same as being intimate with men โ Wanda figured this quickly. It wasnโt the same kind of mutual pleasure, but rather, rooted in a kind of selflessness, a deep and involved desire to please the other without receiving explicit pleasure of oneโs own.ย
Sex with Vision and any of the scarce intimate encounters sheโd had since her divorce all seemed rather mechanical โ it wasnโt so much about desire and interest as it was about fulfilling a role and doing what you knew you were expected to.ย
Vision hardly ever went down on Wanda, and she was never quite interested in asking him to nor was she interested in connecting with him in that way.ย
It wasnโt that she held any bitterness or negative reservations about him that confined their sex to duty or seeing it as an impulse of nature, as in having sex as one would eat when one was hungry, or sleep when one was tired.ย
It was more so that their marriage was not the kind to be seen as based on passion or desire; that hadnโt been how Wanda had seen him when they first met nor how he had seen her.ย
The idea that anyone could desire her to begin with, but moreover that one could desire her selflessly, whose justification was solely self-determined desire, made her anxious and uncertain.ย
It was, paradoxically, a selfish form of selflessness, where Wanda had only ever known duty and expectation.ย
โWhat you did for me before,โ you told her, now settled between her thighs, on your knees. โIs that okay?โ
Wanda nodded, looking at you. She adjusted herself a little, but you settled her by placing your hands on either side of her outer thighs.ย
You firstly moved up her body, making Wanda think that for a moment you changed your mind about all of what youโd said, but instead you started softly kissing her, laying your body flush against hers as Wandaโs legs parted before squeezing her thighs around your hips.ย
Her arms came to wrap around your torso. She stretched her fingers out so she could feel more of your skin, feel the way your back arched and curved as you kissed her lips, then her cheeks and then her neck.ย
โYouโre beautifulโฆโ you muttered, making Wanda open her eyes and turn her head a little to look at the way you had your face buried in her neck, your hair sprawled out a mess across her chest.ย
โYour skin is so smooth, and youโre so warm when you hold me,โ you said.ย
All Wanda could do was whisper a small, โI like holding you, Y/N.โ
You slowly descended back down, your palms running down her sides as if to hold the shape of her body and the frame that made it up in your hands, caressing her.ย
You massaged her breast, making Wanda loll her head to the side and let out a soft moan, her own hand coming to the back of your head and tightening her grip when your lips wrapped around her nipple.ย
Your tongue was soft and teasing over her hardened bud, and you sucked with a gentle force that wasnโt hesitant, but careful, treating her delicately.ย
Her hand stroked the back of your hand with her fingers, gently massaging your scalp and readjusting her handโs position often to keep combing through your hair.ย
Moving further down, you pressed kisses to her stomach, beneath her breasts, down to her belly button, watching Wandaโs expression intently as you looked up at her.ย
She looked beautiful with her eyes fluttered shut, lips parted as she sighed and made little noises of pleasure.ย
You hoped she felt taken care of.ย
Your fingers began tugging at the waistband of her underwear and you looked up to her, expecting Wanda to feel a little hesitant, but instead she breathed out telling you to take them off, even reaching down and tugging at them.ย
Wandaโs heart raced when she felt your breath brush briefly against her pussy. A shudder ghosted across her skin and up her spine when your tongue flattened against her, pushing through her folds as your lips wrapped around her.ย
Her thighs squeezed around your head and she shut her eyes; the gentle curls and prods of your soft tongue set her on fire, and the way you rubbed at her thighs, squeezing gently, made goosebumps run up her skin.ย
She really was quite sensitive, for you could tell exactly how her body would react each time you dragged your tongue up her cunt, pressed against her clit, or secured your lips a little tighter around her.ย
You were gentle and intentional with how you ate her out, and Wanda could tell obviously that you certainly werenโt as inexperienced as she was.ย
When opened her eyes and looked down, she met your gaze and immediately felt that you were too far away, and she quickly came to prefer not to come without you much closer to her.ย
She loosened the grip of her thighs and reached down, her hand coming to the side of your head.ย
โI want you up here,โ she said.ย
You couldnโt exactly hear what she said, but you could tell she wanted you to stop, so you lifted your head and Wanda guided you back up her body.
Quietly, you asked, โAre you okay?โ
โI want you with me,โ Wanda told you, wrapping an arm around your torso and pulling you close so your chest was flush against hers. Her other hand found your wrist and she led it down between her thighs.ย
You felt that you previously didnโt understand Wanda the way that you now did after being intimate with her. She was sensitive and a bit shy, and you hadnโt expected her to be so loving and attentive when it was your turn before.ย
There were things like the way she squeezed her arm around your torso when your fingers entered her, sighed into your chest, her head tucked under the crook of your neck, and took every opportunity to keep her body pressed against yours, that made you begin to reshape how you saw her.ย
You liked to hold her, to kiss the top of her head. You liked how she kept pulling you against her.ย
โIs this okay?โ you asked.ย
She nodded quickly.
โAm I going too fast?โ
Wanda shook her head.ย
She felt warm and tight around your fingers, and you were beginning to feel a sort of intimacy feeling the way she squeezed around you, and how she fluttered subtly when she moaned and arched her back to adjust herself.ย
โSay you want me, Y/Nโฆโ she whispered softly.ย
You lowered yourself to kiss her temple. โI want you, Wanda,โ you said. โYou feel so good around my fingers. Youโre so wet.โ
She whimpered, eyes squeezing shut again as she lolled her head to the side to lay against your chest.ย
โYou feel so warm,โ you told her, lips brushing against her forehead. Her hand squeezed at your side. โI think youโre so pretty, and sensitive, and I want to take care of you. I want to make you feel good. I reallyโฆ want to be with you.โ
The words nearly made Wanda want to cry, and she lifted her head, meeting your lips in a gentle kiss. Sheโd never felt so much connection and longing for another person before.ย
It frightened her, at the back of her mind, feeling the way she began to cling at you. It was only you who sheโd felt all this for, and she wasnโt sure what sheโd do if suddenly none of this worked out. She felt an overwhelming sense of passion, felt it as it filled her chest and forced her to take big breaths to soothe the feeling.
You sped up, mostly curious to hear how wet she was, and Wanda yelped a little, her back arching and pressing her stomach against yours. Her knee bent and she parted her legs further.ย
You ran your eyes across her naked body, the way she was spread beneath you and clinging onto you, listened to her deep groans and little yelps and whimpers, watched her breasts rise and fall.ย
When Wanda came she was much quieter than you were. She hugged herself close and cried out into the crook of your neck, her sweet-smelling hair filling your nose. Her other hand grasped at your shoulder, and you paid close attention to how she pulsed around your fingers.ย
Suddenly her hand came down to wrap around your wrist, and she kept your fingers in place while her body shuddered with the aftermath of her orgasm.
Keeping your fingers deep inside of her and moving them not even a little let you feel her every movement while Wandaโs body slowly relaxed. She wanted to keep feeling you inside of her, just to feel that intimacy for a few moments more.ย
Then she nudged your hand away on account of how tired she was to speak, and you carefully pulled your fingers out of her.ย
As you looked at her beneath you and listened to her tired sighs and pants, you thought about how youโd seen Wanda as a woman on a platform for much of your time with her. Though you liked her and were attracted to her, you thought youโd always seen her and felt a little intimidated; she felt far away and greater, bigger, than your own life.ย
But now she seemed sensitive and delicate, panting, her chest rising and falling, her body coated with a sheen of sweat, her closed eyes fluttering gently. She looked incredibly vulnerable, and in this state it was far easier for you to tell that it truly had been her first time with a woman, and with anyone she felt very interested in or close to in a while.ย
You thought of her in more detail, your hand rubbing against her lower stomach, her own hand wrapped loosely around your bicep, her arm other around your waist.ย
Wanda had been married and divorced before, she had children and a business and years of her experienced life that you hadnโt yet lived. It still remained true that there were things you didnโt quite yet know about her, and things that would always indicate a difference in your ages and experience, and a general difference in how you lived your lives.ย
But in spite of all that, she had chosen to be here with you, and wanted you here with her.ย
At the moment her cheek was pressed against your chest, and she adjusted herself and guided you so you could wrap both your arms around her shoulders. She intertwined your legs with hers and tucked her head beneath your chin.ย
You wondered the kinds of things she must be thinking.ย
The truth was that you wouldnโt know unless you asked or she told you, but sometimes even that wouldnโt be able to capture exactly the way she might feel โ when words and language couldnโt bridge the gap of Wanda being unable to word how she was experiencing a romance and an affection that she hadnโt ever before.ย
You thought a little about what Wanda said about her marriage before, and you wondered if you really made her feel seen and taken care of.ย
You felt her breathing in your arms, listened to her soft inhales and exhales, held her body, and were the only one she wanted to be with and share this time with.ย
โCan you sleep over, Y/N?โ Wanda asked, lifting her head and meeting your eyes after adjusting her body to allow you to hold her more comfortably. She looked sleepy.ย
You laid onto your side fully so your head was on the same pillow as hers. โDo you want me to?โ you asked.ย
She nodded. โCan you, please?โ
โIโll have to leave early in the morning since I live so far.โ
A smile spread on her face and she nudged at your shoulder softly.ย
โI want to stay over,โ you then told her seriously, kissing her forehead and eliciting a little sigh of pleasure from Wanda.ย
She said quietly, โI think I should get up and get ready for bed. I might still have a little makeup on.โ
Before you could nod and ask if she had any clothes you could borrow, she sat up and looked at you. Her face was shadowed and her hair, now having lost the curl she had given it this afternoon, was a bit messy, and looked very soft.
You reached out to touch her hair, just to smooth some stray strands down, and make her face more visible. She tipped her face into your caresses, the back of your fingers brushing against her cheekbone.
While Wanda brushed her teeth and you were about to change into the pajamas she let you borrow, you suggested that you might shower together before bed. For most of the night there was minimal talking โ not because you had nothing to talk about, but because both of you were far more occupied with just being together.ย
Wandaโs hair was nice to feel when you lathered shampoo into it, and her fingers were strong when she washed yours. Her lotion smelled like the tiny whiffs you sometimes got around her but were certain wasnโt her perfume โ it was her lotion.
On the bathroom counter were her earrings she sometimes wore and her glasses, and her makeup and face wash and hairbrush.
You liked seeing everything, and you liked being able to touch her whenever you felt, feeling your arms around her waist and being able to kiss her face and her exposed shoulders.
โDo you thinkโฆ youโll regret doing this?โ Wanda asked quietly after some moments of silence while you laid together, the tone of her voice trying to communicate a space for you to be open and truthful with her. โYou can be honest. Itโs okay.โ
You immediately looked over to her. She was on her side, her hand tucked under her pillow as she looked at you. The blankets were pulled up to her chin, making her look tiny. โNo, not at all,โ you told her. โI really want to spend more time with you, and I really like you. Iโm interested in you.โ
Then you wiggled a little closer to her so your knees bumped against hers, making her laugh at how you moved yourself into her personal space.
She wiggled close too until your noses were all but touching, and you could tell Wanda was trying not to giggle.ย
โI want this,โ you said. The serious tone of your voice sounded silly with how close you were to her face, and Wanda couldnโt hold herself back from laughing just a little.ย
โOkay,โ Wanda replied with a determined little nod once she stopped laughing. She smiled, her eyes crinkling at the sides. โGood. So do I.โ
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A/N: This is complete inspired in LYKN short film "No worries".
Natasha wasn't in the room when you woke up. You didn't know what time it was, but from the darkness outside the window, you could tell that night had fallen.
You got up and saw a note taped to the mirror across from your bed: "See you in the lobby, the new guys will be on their own today". You rolled your eyes playfully and removed the note from the mirror. Beside it, on the footrest of the bed, your friend had left your sheet. With a smile, you picked it up and headed to the lobby.
When you finally arrived, you noticed that the spot usually occupied by the hotel receptionist was empty. There were a couple of items scattered on the counter and on the floor. Natasha had started without you. How unfair.
Suddenly, a scream echoed from the employees' lounge. You chuckled, knowing exactly what was going on, and draped the sheet over yourself before walking over there. You adjusted the small holes to align with your eyes and opened the door.
Kate and Peter, the new night shift employees, were huddled in a corner, almost hugging each other. Natasha stood in front of them, wrapped in her sheet, tossing cushions at the poor kids.
When you opened the door, they screamed again, but this time, they took the opportunity to run out. Natasha turned in your direction, and once the kids had left the room, she threw off the sheet.
-Wow, you finally woke up - she said, smiling - This was getting very boring without you.
-Well, you were the one who didn't wait for me - you replied - I know it's fun, but I think sheets are pretty old-fashioned at this point, Nat. We can move things without wearing sheets, and people would still get scared.
She shrugged and flopped down onto the sofa - Doesn't matter - she said - I like the sheets. They make people run from something.
You laughed a little and threw a cushion at her face.
-Come on, no resting, those kids are around here hiding, and we have to find them - you said, leaving the room, knowing Natasha would follow you immediately.
You didn't know how you had ended up there. All you remembered was seeing a white light, and then you appeared in the hotel. It was a strange sensation; you could see everyone, you could move things, but people couldn't see you.
You knew you weren't alive; Natasha had explained it to you from the first day. You weren't like Kate and Peter; you didn't have a physical body. But you knew you had had a life. You just couldn't remember it.
Natasha had been there since the day you arrived. She had been there longer than you, so long that she had lost count. She was your only company, the only one there besides you.
She had taught you everything you knew: people couldn't see you, they could see the things you moved but not you; you could wander all around the hotel but couldn't leave it; people got more scared if you put a sheet over yourself and chased them. It was all very straightforward. Living in the hotel was simple.
You enjoyed scaring people; thanks to you and Natasha, the hotel had gained a reputation for being haunted. This caused fewer people to visit the place most of the year. You and Natasha took it upon yourselves to frighten any tenant who arrived, especially the employees. Natasha said it was better for the hotel to be empty; that way, it was better for both of you.
The trend of few tenants only broke during the month of October, as Halloween approached. The haunted hotel hosted a massive Halloween party for which people lined up to enter. But on that day, people didn't bother you and Natasha at all; that day was different.
-This key lets us open the door to this world and cross over to theirs - Natasha told you as October 31 approached, showing you a small cabinet key - We are given the opportunity to spend one night among them, one night where they can see us, where we can interact. We just have to return before dawn, or elseโฆ we start over. Do you understand?
Starting over. That's what happened if you left the hotel, if you didn't return by sunrise on a Halloween night, or if a new soul arrived. You would begin a new cycle of life, in the purest form possible โ you would become a baby again. You didn't know much about the concept, but you had to avoid it; you didn't want to stop being you, you didn't want another life.
You didn't have to worry about that for a long time. Not until now.
After scaring the poor employees a bit more, Natasha and you returned to the room, laughing. You spent a few minutes, distracted, admiring the view from your window before Natasha called you.
-Y/Nโฆ - you heard her concerned voice behind you - I thinkโฆ Someone else is coming.
You turned to look at her and found a weakened Natasha, with a bright light emanating from her bodyโฆ fading away.
-Natโฆ what's happening? Why are youโฆ?
-I'm going to start over, Y/N. Someone else is coming, and I must goโฆ - she reminded you - You will have someone else here with youโฆ you must teach them everything, Y/Nโฆ
-No, Natโฆ I don't want someone elseโฆ please - you pleaded, but it was in vain. Natasha disappeared within seconds. You ran to where your friend had been just moments ago, but there was nothing there.
It was then that you heard her sweet voice for the first time.
-Hello, my name is Wanda - she said smiling.
Life with Wanda was different. She quickly understood everything you taught her, and you enjoyed her company. You cherished her presence more than anything else.
She was young, maybe a couple of years younger than you. She was friendly, cheerful, warmโฆ beautiful. She enjoyed scaring tenants as much as you did. She even asked you to make her own sheet.
Kate and Peter were already starting to become immune to the scares, but Wanda and you continued to chase them every night. You loved the way she laughed.
The few tenants who arrived during the year would run out of the place within hours. Wanda liked being the one to scare them first; she would burst into laughter when people got scared for the first time.
So time passed. It was just Wanda and you in your own world. You knew you weren't alive; you didn't have a beating heart; but when Wanda was near, you felt different. You didn't quite know what it was, you just wished to have her close to you forever.
You loved it when she held your hand. Sometimes it happened unconsciously while you were walking, or when you slept. That's when you began to wonder if she felt the same way as you. If she desired you as much as you desired her. Even if she didn't, having her there with you was enough.
But one day, he arrived.
Wanda and you were waiting for the new tenant in his room. As always, you would let her scare him first. You were lying on the bed, watching Wanda when the room's door creaked open. Wanda jumped in front of the man, whispering a 'boo,' causing a slight breeze to come in through the window.
Any person would have been scared. You expected a reaction from him, but he did nothing. He just stared into space, with sadness in his eyes. He looked at Wanda in front of him, and Wanda was puzzled, just like you, but she kept watching him.
Wanda could feel it; he was different.
You watched them from the bed. You knew the man couldn't see Wanda, but it seemed like he could feel her. It seemed like they were locking eyes.
She stopped smiling. She felt something, she was feeling something. But she didn't know what.
The man snapped out of the trance a few seconds later and walked, passing through Wanda.
Nothing would ever be the same.
She couldn't help it. She was drawn to that blond man. Both seemed to share a feeling of nostalgia. Wanda spent hours watching him, longing for him.
Vision Jarvis. You found out his name three days after his arrival when the hotel staff asked for his confirmation to stay a few more days. The guy didn't talk much; he interacted only when necessary and spent the rest of his days thinking, observingโฆ feeling.
Since his arrival, Wanda hadn't been the same. It seemed like Mr.Jarvis had infected her with his sadness. He looked around, and Wanda looked at him.
You tried to cheer her up, tried to return to normalcy, but she couldn't. Something bound her to that man. You didn't understand what was happening to her, but you tried to make her smile. You stopped scaring for a while, even Peter and Kate could work in peace.
-Hasn't this happened to you with any other tenant, Y/N? - Wanda asked - It's like I can't do anything else but think about him.
No, it had never happened to you before. At least, not with someone alive. Only with Wanda.
Soon you understood the reason behind the situation.
Jarvis carried a photo of Wanda with him. One day, he simply took it out of his luggage and stared at it for hours. Wanda, who was beside him, looked at him, tears streaming down her face.
You watched the scene, unable to help feeling jealous. Wanda should be looking at you like that, not at him. It wasn't fair.
-Maybe we were together - Wanda spoke as soon as she noticed your presence - We were very closeโฆ
Things only got worse after that discovery. Jarvis cried for Wanda. Wanda cried for Jarvis. And you cried for Wanda.
Everything reached its breaking point one day when you went to Jarvis's room but didn't find Wanda there. That was unusual. You searched everywhere until you came across a sheet crying on the top floor. You walked slowly towards her, noticing her sobs.
-Hey, you're not watching him todayโฆ - you said, wrapping your arm around her to offer some comfort.
She shook her head.
-I can't do it anymore, Y/N, it hurts. I can't remember anything, but I can feel itโฆ I can feel his painโฆ I just feel him - she said.
Your heart broke a little with her words, but you held your ground. You couldn't see her face; she still had the sheet over her, but you knew she was crying.
Halloween was approaching. It would hurt your soul for what you were about to do, but you couldn't bear seeing her so sad.
-I will help you be with him - you said - I will take you to his worldโฆ you just have to promise to come back before dawn.
She looked at you, confused, but you simply showed her the key. She remembered quickly and joyfully pounced on you, hugging you tightly.
October 31 came faster than you would have wished. The hotel had been preparing for its annual Halloween party over the last few days; Wanda had spent more time than usual with Jarvis, longing for the moment they would finally meet.
The hotel was bustling with people, the music blaring, and Jarvis was alone at the bar.
Wanda and you waited for the clock to strike midnight. You would only have until seven in the morning to wander around. In previous years, Nat and you enjoyed dancing, drinking, eatingโฆ even getting to know people. But this time, you didn't want to do anything else but go back through the door and stay with Wanda all night.
As soon as you crossed, Wanda ran out, but you grabbed her arm to stop her for a moment.
-Hey, Wandaโฆ remember you have to come back before dawnโฆ
She smiled at you - I know, I'll be back in time - she said, raising her pinkie finger as a promise. You smiled and intertwined your pinkie finger with hers.
As soon as Wanda walked through that door into the party room, Jarvis recognized her instantly. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion for you. They embraced, Jarvis smiled for the first time since he arrived at the hotel, and he gently caressed Wanda's face.
-Wanda, darlingโฆ - he whispered so intimately. You wished you could whisper her name like that.
You couldn't bear to watch anymore. You left the party and locked yourself in another room. People could see you, but you preferred to pretend you were still invisible. You took the sheet you had always used, covered yourself with it, and sat on the floor, waiting for the time to return.
It was 6:30 when you returned to the party in search of Wanda.
She seemed entranced by Jarvis. Both of them were in their own world, oblivious to the rest of the people. You sat in front of them at the bar, and when she noticed your presence, you simply pointed at the watch on your wrist.
She knew her time was almost up. She looked at Jarvis, who tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, and she rested her head on his shoulder, intertwining their hands.
You looked at her one last time before leaving the place, waiting for her in the hallway in front of the door to cross back.
A few minutes later, both of you were in front of the door again. This time, you were more lively than before, but Wanda looked miserable.
-I don't think I can cross, Y/Nโฆ - she told you.
-What? - you asked, surprised - Wanda, if you don't come backโฆ you'llโฆ
-I know, I knowโฆ but it would be better to end all this sufferingโฆ I don't think I can keep living with this feelingโฆ I feel hurt all the time, Y/N, I just can't bear it anymore - she said, on the verge of tears, looking in the direction where Jarvis was.
Your heart broke hearing her so sad. You wanted to find a solution, but nothing seemed to work. Wanda was determined.
-Andโฆ what if you take him with you? - you suggested as a last resort.
She looked at the boy one more time, shaking her head a few seconds later.
-I can't do that. I want him to live a happy and long lifeโฆ he deserves itโฆ besides, we can't have anyone else here, remember? - You closed your eyes, trying not to cry - Just go back, Y/N. Time is running out, and you have to return.
You knew what you had to do. Wanda deserved more time. You had been there long enough.
You hugged her one last time. You tried to memorize how it felt to have her close. Tears streamed down your face; you couldn't stop crying.
You looked toward where Jarvis was and saw him approaching. You broke the embrace and took Wanda's hands in yours one last time, smiling at her. When Jarvis was by your side, you placed Wanda's hands onto his.
Wanda and Jarvis would have a long time in the hotel. They would enjoy the time that had been stolen from them in life. You had spent so much time there that, just like Natasha, you had lost count. But you felt at peace with yourself. Somehow, your time had come.
The young couple walked towards the door. Jarvis was willing to leave everything for Wandaโฆ and so were you.
Wanda looked at you one last time before the door closed. You could sense her sadness, but also her gratitude. You could even swear you saw some resistance in her; as if she didn't want to let you go.
You just smiled at her, letting her know that everything was okay. You were okay because she was okay. Slowly, you faded away, and the door closed. You had started anew.
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Summary: You gave up on love after your most recent break up, until you meet a certain brunette that makes your heart skip once more.
Wanings (?) : past toxic relationship, fluff.
- C'mon Y/N, it's gonna be fun! You're my best friend, you can't miss my birthday party - the voice of your best friend, Natasha, could be heard from the speaker of your phone.
You sighed. She've been trying to convince you to go to her party for almost 30 minutes now.
- I know Nat, and I'm sorry, it's just that I have a lot of work to finish - you said, not taking your gaze off from the computer in front of you.
- Tony is coming too, I'm sure he'll understand, and besides, what you're doing it's extra work you ask Tony to do, there's no need for you to finish it now, you already delivered your regular work.
You looked at the phone like Natasha could see your stare. Of course she knew it was extra work, you told her about it the last time you two talked.
- Natasha... - you said almost in a whisper, not thinking in any other better excuse.
- Y/N, i know it's been hard, but you can't keep drowning yourself in work, life it's not over and you need to stop isolating your life from the rest of the world... -
- I don't think I'm ready - you said - I don't want to ruin your party with my sad mood.
- You could never, everybody wants yo see you, we're the life of the party in every reunion Y/N.
- I know, but that was different... I am different now.
She huffed, pissed.
- Aghh I hate what she did to you, she never liked you to hang out with me... She made you a shell of yourself.
Your breath hitched at her words.
- I'm sorry, I didn't meant to say that, but you know I'm not angry at you... I'm angry at her - she paused for a second - Please, I want my bestie here - the redhead tried again.
You bit your lower lip, thinking for a few seconds.
You breathed deep in, containing the tears, only wanting for her to stop saying those things.
- Okay, I'll be there - you gave in before thinking more about it - I'll see you tomorrow Nat.
Your friend laughed happily in the other side.
- Yes! I'll se you...
You didn't heard the rest, you just hang up. The memories from the past haunting you down again.
- I'm just saying I don't like the way you are when you're with Natasha, all the effusive and noisy personality doesn't fit you... - she said one night when you were getting ready for a night out with your friends.
- But she's my best friend, I want you to meet her and get along - you told her.
- No way, you can go out all you want but don't drag me into this, I'm not going - she said with a disgusting tone.
You sighed.
- You shouldn't go either, it's better when you're not in that fastidious party mood Natasha puts you in, and you know I'm not a fan of you wearing high heels...
You frowned looking down at your pair of high heels asking to yourself what was wrong with them, but she got closer to you and hugged you from behind.
- Stay, I want you here too - she said, kissing your cheek.
You didn't say anything, just nodded.
- Okay, let me... - you let out a breath, disappointed - Let me change my dress and we can stay here.
She smiled happy, she had you in the palm of her hand.
- That's the girl I like - she said.
Against your own will, you changed your night outfit and sent a message to your friends apologizing for not going. But at the moment, you preferred to make your girlfriend happy, even if you weren't.
Audrey Anderson was your girlfriend over a year and a half. Since the moment you met her you put yourself into certain changes in order to make her like you more.
You stopped listening to some kind of music cause Audrey said she didn't understand it, even if there was nothing to understand.
Your clothes choices adjusted to the style she said it looked better in you, even if you felt weird about yourself, or if you wanted to try something new.
No matter how hard you tried, she always had something to say to make herself happier about you.
You used to please her cause you thought that was what love was about: make sacrifices for the other. You really liked her in the beginning and you were willing to make anything to make your relationship work.
Your friends noticed your change of demanour immediately and instantly began to hate your relationship, even hate your girlfriend herself. They were worried about you cause they felt you were losing yourself because of her. The toxic relationship you were in was like a black hole: it seemed impossible for them to drag you out.
That's the same reason she induced you to see them less a less everytime until the point you only saw them once or twice a month.
You noticed your changes too but you couldn't do anything, you wanted Aubrey, and she wanted you too.
Or at least that's what you thought.
Five months ago you started to notice changes in her. It started with her coming home later than she usually did, and when you asked her about it she only said she was working late or she went to have a drink with her friends.
Then it was really late when she came home. Almost 1 pm, the last time before your break up. Your friends told you to stop being so easy on her and confront the situation, but when you did it everything went down hill for your relationship.
Long story short, she was cheating on you, and you discovered it through her massages. And even when you caught her red handed she screamed at you for checking her phone behind her back, and called you an "obsessive toxic crazy girlfriend".
She blamed her cheating on your "behavior" and didn't even said sorry to you.
Now, you were trying to bounce back from that toxic situation she got you in. Your friends helped you a lot, but a break up it's never easy, and you've found yourself still crying from time to time.
You felt stupid. Why were you still grieving that relationship when she cheated on you? Even if one day she comes back saying sorry, you shouldn't forgive her.
But Audrey got deep inside your brain and sometimes you wonder if it was actually your fault. That's how love works, right? Maybe she failed, but it could've still worked if you solved that issue and just move forward.
You shook your head and closed your laptop desesperatly. All the what if's were driving you crazy.
That's how you found yourself knocking Natasha's door. It's been longer than five minutes and nobody has open the door yet.
You were about to call Natasha to tell her you were outside when someone interrupts you.
- You know, Natasha never hears her front door - a feminine voice tells you.
You turn around and you lose your breath for a few seconds. A (really gorgeous) brunette walks into Natasha's porch.
- I'm Wanda, Wanda Maximoff, I'm Nat's friend from work - she introduces herself with a smile.
You smile shyly too.
- I'm Y/N, Nat's friend from college - you say.
She nods politely.
- A pleasure Y/N, how long have you been knocking?
- A few minutes now, but you're right, Natasha doesn't hear anything.
She giggles and pull her phone off from her purse.
- Let me give her call.
You only nod again and some minutes later your redheaded friend is opening the door for the two of you.
- Wanda! Thanks for coming, it's so nice to see you! - Nat says hugging the girl.
- Nat! Happy birthday! - the brunette replied, hugging her back - I brought you a present, I hope you like it... - she said handing the gift to her.
- Ohh thank you so much! You didn't have to give me anything but thank you! - Nat said, now looking at your- Seems like you found our dear Y/N - she told Wanda, opening her arms for you to hug her.
Slightly smiling you accepted the affection.
- Happy birthday - you say in whisper, almost only for her to hear.
- It's nice to see you, you look good. How are you feeling?
You sigh.
- I'm better.
She smiles.
- You look better.
- Thanks - you say.
Natasha looks at you for some seconds before looking back at Wanda, who was watching the whole interaction.
- Let's go, everyone it's in the backyard, we have food and drinks.
You follow her and the evening goes smoothly. Reconnecting with your friends felt good; you experienced a happiness you hadn't felt in a long time. Everyone was delighted to see you, and though no one said it out loud, everyone was glad that you ended your relationship with Audrey.
While most of your friends were there, your mind couldn't help but think about the beautiful green-eyed girl you met at the entrance. Wanda kept her distance, mostly chatting with the few work friends of Nat's that she knew. Occasionally, you discreetly searched for her with your gaze, only to find that she was already looking at you. In those moments, you felt your cheeks turn red instantly, and you turned away, pretending you weren't looking at her. She didn't turn away and just smiled sweetly at you.
After the cake, when some people had already left, Wanda and you helped Natasha pick up some chairs and wash a few dishes so she wouldn't have to do it alone. Wanda was a sweet girl, and you couldn't help but smile just being near her.
- She was the first one to talk to me that first day, Natasha has always been really good to me, I was so lucky to become her friend - Wanda was sharing the story of how she met Natasha on her first day at work.
- I know, ever since high school, Natasha has always been like that. I was too introverted; I couldn't even look people in the eye - you recalled with a laugh - But she was kind, and she gave me the confidence to open up more. Thanks to her, I met my other friends.
You continued chatting with Wanda for a few more minutes until your friend Maria came to say goodbye to you.
- It was really great to see you - she said, giving you a hug - I'm glad you're back, Y/N, truly. You know we're all here for you - You gave her a half-smile before nodding - I love you, and I want you to be happy.
You didn't quite know how to react. People were congratulating you as if your past self had been absent or on a journey, as if they only now felt that their friend was back.
And that only made you feel worse. You could only ask yourself, "How did I let someone change me so much?"
Wanda, who had been analyzing your interactions that night, was uncertain about how to get closer to you. From the moment she met you at the door, she felt drawn to you. But you were reserved, and although she hadn't had the chance to talk to you much, she wanted to get to know you. She just wasn't exactly sure how to proceed to ask you out.
So, before the party ended, Wanda approached Natasha to ask about you. She was hoping for a short, perhaps even vague, response.
"She's just a bit shy"
"She's somewhat reserved."
Nothing prepared Wanda for the story that Nat told her. She didn't go into too many details since it was your private life, and she was essentially a stranger to you, but she provided the general context: you had a girlfriend who wasn't good for you. Wanda shared with Natasha that she had planned to ask you out.
After all that Nat had told her, Wanda was sure she would advise against it, maybe suggesting that you needed space or that it wasn't the right time for you to start a new relationship. However, Nat just looked at her with a small smile.
- I knew you two would get along - she said - Go ahead and ask her out. She might not say yes on the first try, but it would be good for Y/N to go out with someone like you. You're a good person, Wanda, and I trust that even if it doesn't turn into something serious, you wouldn't hurt Y/N in any way.
Minutes later, as you were saying goodbye to your friends, Wanda took advantage of the brief interaction to ask for your phone number.
- I just want to get to know you better - she said - If you're interested, we could grab coffee or have a meal together.
You hesitated for a few seconds. You glanced to your right and noticed that Nat was watching you and Wanda not so discreetly, hiding a small smile while pretending to sip from her glass.
- You don't have to say yes, I understand if you... - Wanda was trying to ease you out of the awkward situation, but your brain spoke before you could process what you would say.
- No, it's okay, I'd like to get to know you too - you replied with a smile, accepting Wanda's phone to enter your number.
As you lay in your bed at home, you thought about the interaction with Wanda. She was beautiful, you knew that very well. From the moment you met her, you noticed how lovely and kind she was. The brief conversation you had with her revealed she had a good sense of humor and that, in fact, you had several things in common. You knew that if you went to that coffee date, you would have a good time.
But something you couldn't shake off was this feeling that she would be the one to get bored with you, that she would realize you were dull and leave after the first date. Audrey always said it: she found you boring, no one would go out with you more than twice without realizing you didn't have much to offer, but you were pretty, and that was enough for her. But perhaps it wouldn't be enough for Wanda.
The sound of your phone snapped you out of your reverie. You looked at your phone and saw that an unknown number had sent you a message:
W: "Hey, it's Wanda. I just wanted to make sure you got home safely."
You unconsciously smiled and added her number to your contacts before responding:
Y: "Hi, I got home a few minutes ago. Have you arrived yet?"
W: "Yes, thank you for asking"
W: "Soโฆ about that coffeeโฆ when are you free?"
You took a few moments to think about your response. You weren't entirely sure if you wanted to go. Wanda seemed like an amazing girl, and you didn't want to waste her time.
Y:"Yeah, about thatโฆ"
W: "We can cancel it if you want. I don't want to pressure you into going if you're not comfortable"
You thought about saying that it would be better to cancel, that maybe you weren't looking to get to know anyone at the moment. But you didn't want that. You liked Wanda, and you were eager to get to know her. You gathered your courage and typed your response before you could second-guess yourself.
Y: "No, I don't want to cancel, it's just that I can't meet up until Wednesday. Is that okay for you?"
Her response arrived within seconds.
W: "Of course, see you on Wednesday"
You smiled and agreed on the coffee shop where you would meet. It was a place near your workplace and close to a park where Wanda mentioned she liked to go running on weekends.
When Wednesday finally arrived, you couldn't stop thinking about Wanda. You had been texting since that night, and with each conversation, you discovered how compatible you were. You couldn't believe you had so much in common with someone. It only heightened your nerves to a hundred percent for your date.
With Audrey, you didn't used to go on many dates. After she asked you to be her girlfriend, she stopped making an effort to make a good impression. The only times you went out, on your anniversary or something similar, the experience wasn't great. Audrey was always late, but she asked you to arrive early so you wouldn't lose the reservation. You would sit alone until she felt like showing up, and then she would only talk about her own things and issues. There was no space for you to share about your day or your work. In the end, you would pay the bill, and she would rush ahead to leave as quickly as possible.
After many failed dates, you stopped asking her out, even for special occasions. You didn't want to deal with the headache that came with going out with her.
That morning, you walked to the cafรฉ where you would meet Wanda. Habit had you mentally preparing for her to arrive late, forcing you to wait for a while. But when you entered the establishment, you were greeted by the delicious smell of coffee and Wanda, waving to you from a table.
Seeing her there on time took you by surprise. You weren't used to that. You approached her with a smile, and Wanda got up from her chair to greet you.
- Hi, how are you? - she asked.
- Hi, I'm good, thanks. How about you? - you responded.
- I'm doing great, thanks for coming - she said, smiling.
Wanda approached the chair you were going to sit in and courteously pulled it out for you. It seemed like the simplest thing in the world. Basic courtesy. But the kind gesture melted your heart. Wanda took her seat again, not even noticing how nice the gesture was for you. But you did.
After placing your orders, you started making small talk. Wanda didn't want to push you into discussing more personal topics, but you felt quite comfortable with the conversation.
Gradually, you start sharing more about yourself. You tell Wanda about your job, your hobbies, which university you attended, how you met Nat, and discuss your interests. She listens attentively, contributing to the conversation when she feels it's appropriate.
But after a while, you pause, realizing that you've only been talking about yourself, and you worry that Wanda might be getting bored of hearing about your mundane life. You awkwardly apologize, but she reassures you that everything is fine.
- You're really interesting, Y/N - she said with a smile - Tell me more, seriously.
For a moment, you hesitated, but you saw the sincerity in her eyes, and that gave you the confidence to continue.
You shared stories about you and Nat in college. The story of your first party had her laughing a lot. It seemed strange to you that she thought you were so funny, but she was tossing her head back in laughter like a little kid. Audrey never told you that you were funny.
After a while, Wanda began to speak. That's when you discovered she wasn't from America but had migrated with her family from Sokovia, a country in Eastern Europe, when she was very young. You listened attentively, fascinated by her country's culture. She told you about her brother Pietro, her parents, and her job as a literature teacher at a local high school.
Soon, you discovered that she was just as much of an Adele fan as you were. You told her about all the albums you owned and the concerts you had been able to attend. Surprisingly, she had been present at some of those concerts, and both of you found it amusing to think that you might have crossed paths much earlier.
- Wow, you're the first person I've met with as many Adele records as me - she said, laughing.
You had seen her laugh throughout the date, but that smile she gave you when talking about Adele filled your stomach with a thousand butterflies. You wanted to make her laugh like that forever.
After nearly two hours, both of you had to leave. Wanda had to make it to her afternoon classes. You took out your wallet to pay, but she stopped you.
- No, please, I invited you, I'll pay - she said.
You insisted on at least paying for what you had consumed, but she flatly refused.
You exited the cafรฉ and were ready to say goodbye, but Wanda asked where your car was. When you indicated that you had parked a block away, she started walking with you.
On the way, you thought about how different Wanda was from Audrey. Your ex-girlfriend would never have walked you to your car. Wanda was so lovely that you felt like you didn't deserve her. She was too good for you. You were about to tell her this, about Audrey and yourself, and how you didn't think you were ready for someone as amazing as her.
But Wanda kept the conversation going, picking up on a topic you had discussed during the date.
- Do you remember the movies I told you my family likes watch during Christmas? - she asked - They're going to screen one of them at a local cinema near my place. Would you like to go see it with me? It's next Saturday - she said, a little nervous about suggesting a second date.
Yes, you were about to mention Audrey, but noโฆ you preferred to talk about those Christmas movies.
You told her it was a great idea, and she agreed to pick you up from your house. Audrey left your mind for the first time in months, and finally, you felt that the past was truly behind you.
You and Wanda said goodbye with a hug that made your heart race a thousand beats per minute. You got into your car and smiled as you watched Wanda walk to hers.
For the past eight months, you had been thinking that love wasn't for you. Audrey had made you feel so bad that you thought it was the end of the line for you. You believed that without Audrey, no one would love you again. You thought that love only was meant to brake you, made you feel like you were burning from the inside, and then just end. For months, you believed that you wouldn't love anyone again, you avoided meeting people to avoid the pain of seeing them go. But you met Wanda, and she made your heart feel alive again. You realized it wasn't over.
That Wednesday, in that cafรฉ, you watched it beginning again.
Summary: You wake up in a hospital room knowing nothing about yourself. No name, no age, no family. You can't remember anything. Except for one thing. One person. Her.
A/N: Sooo I decided to keep this story going. In case anyone remember this fic, thanks. If you want to be add to the taglist let me know! :)
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Chapter 5
Chapter 4 / Chapter 6
- That's all I know about her. I don't have any more information about her life - Wanda said. The entire team was seated in the conference room. At the end of the table, Wanda crossed her arms, wearing a cold expression.
The whole team looked at her with disbelief. They knew there was crucial information that Wanda wasn't sharing with them. Steve, the calmest member of the group, got up from his seat and began to walk towards the girl sitting there.
- Wandaโฆ let's recap the information you provided: you met Y/N on a college campus whose name you can't remember, she doesn't have a home or family you know of, and you've never met any of her friends. Butโฆ somehow, she's the love of your life - Steve said.
- Yes, I love her more than anything - Wanda replied.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. They wanted to be on Wanda's side, but she wasn't cooperating at all. That's when Tony got up from his seat with an exasperated sigh and stood next to the redhead's chair.
- Maximoff, this is ridiculous. We've already fulfilled our end of the deal and let you see the girl. Why don't you want to cooperate? - The man took off his glasses, faced with Wanda's expressionless gaze - We just want to help you, but we can't if you're not a hundred percent honest with us.
The girl let out an ironic sigh.
- Sure, you want to help meโฆ just like you helped me in the cabin? - Her voice grew harder - You're partly to blame for her not remembering me, if only...
- We did what we believed was right; we did our job. Besides, if I recall correctly, you were just as much to blame as we were, so don't come here playing the victim," he replied.
Wanda stood up angrily to face Stark. It was then that both Steve and Natasha stood up to be prepared and try to defuse the situation.
- Okay, why don't we all calm down? - The Captain intervened between them, moving Wanda away from Tony - Wanda, we're your team, we're on your side. The cabin accident was just that, an accident. Y/N is fine, and despite her memory issue, she's healthy. If you truly love her and want us to defend her against Strange, you need to tell us the whole truth.
- We let you see Y/N even though Strange asked us to keep them apart. And you'll still be able to see her, Wanda. We're putting our trust in you. You can trust us - Natasha said.
Wanda looked at them - I've already told you everything I know. I met her on a campus I visited for its extensive library; she works in the field of physics. I don't know much about her family because I believe she doesn't get along with them, and I never asked further because I didn't want to pressure her into sharing something that hurt her. I don't know why Strange is against us, but I know she doesn't deserve any of this. We love each other and wanted to live together. What's wrong with that?
After that, the girl left the room, leaving the entire team in silence.
- What do we do now? Maximoff refuses to cooperate, and Strange is going to demand answers tomorrowโฆ - Tony said, unbuttoning the collar of his shirt.
- She's scared, Tony. She doesn't want to lose Y/N, and we basically tried to separate them the last time, and honestly, I don't understand why. Strange only asked us to keep them apart and didn't give us any explanations. Now Y/N's amnesia has become a problem, but I don't understand why it was necessary to keep them apart before -Natasha spoke.
- Strange said there was something peculiar in Y/N's essence, something that didn't add up. In his magical abode, he sensed a threat, something that could potentially be dangerous. Besides, all the mystery surrounding her and Wanda makes the suspicions sound more plausible - Tony explained.
- Well, even though we don't have the name of the campus Wanda visited, I can still make a few calls to colleagues at nearby universities and inquire about Y/N - Bruce added - I'll also keep Y/N monitored throughout the night to see if there's any increased neural activity in her memory during her dreams - The doctor got up to leave.
Everyone murmured a thank you, and the room was left empty.
The next day, a gentle knock on your door woke you up. Slowly, you approached the door, and as you turned the handle, a smiling Wanda greeted you with a smile.
- Good morning, sleepyheadโฆ Did you sleep well? - Wanda asked.
Her energy was contagious, so you couldn't help but smile immediately - Good morning, Wanda. I did have a good rest, thank you for asking - you replied.
- I'm glad to hear that - she stared at you for a few seconds - You look really cute just waking up... - she smiled at you and you flushed - Oh didn't want to... i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable.
- It's okay, Wanda, it doesn't bother me - you said with a smile - Come on in, you won't stay in the hallway forever. The girl smiled, and both of you entered the room.
- Today, we have to go to your rehab session. Plus, I know you don't like it, but today you have to see Strange; he'll come to assess you - Wanda told you.
Your face showed your displeasure at the thought of Strange's visit - Will you be with me today? - you asked.
- Yeah, all day, except when Strange arrives. He can't know that I've been close to you, but apart from that, we'll be together all day, starting now with a breakfast that I'll prepare for you as soon as you take a shower - Wanda said.
You smiled at the prospect of spending time with her. You couldn't wait to learn more about her relationship - I better hurry then, I'm starving, and that breakfast sounds excellent - you said.
- Hurry up, I'll be here waiting - Wanda looked around and added - While you shower, I'll help you make the bed so we can go straight down for breakfast.
You nodded and turned around. But before heading to the bathroom, you looked at her once more and, with a blush on your face, you spoke - Wandaโฆ umโฆ
- Tell me, do you need something? - she asked.
- I was just wonderingโฆ umโฆ if I could give youโฆ if you'd allow me to give you a kiss, like last nightโฆ - You closed your eyes out of embarrassment, but you heard the sweet sound of her laughter, and you felt a pair of hands cupping your face. Her mouth moved closer to yours, and her soft lips met yours. You immediately responded to the kiss, caressing her face as she lowered her hands to your waist.
Once they broke the kiss, Wanda pressed her forehead against yours and whispered - You don't have to ask, I'm yours, Y/Nโฆ
You smiled and quickly took a shower so as not to keep Wanda waiting. The breakfast she prepared was delicious, and as you ate, she told you more stories about the two of you. Everything felt like a dream; your heart felt happy and at ease. Maybe you didn't remember much of the anecdotes Wanda shared, but your mind felt at peace; she conveyed peace to you. There was no doubt that you loved her.
When the time for your rehabilitation session arrived, both of you headed to the medical area to meet with Bruce.
- Hey Y/N, good to see you today. How was your first night here? - Dr. Banner greeted you as soon as you entered the room.
- It was fine, thank you. Everything went smoothly - you replied politely.
- I'm glad to hear that. Today, we'll be following the same therapy you had at the hospital, and we'll also try to stimulate your mind with exercises to see what we can discover todayโฆ - a woman in a lab coat entered the room, waving her hand - She's Dr. Helen Cho; she'll be joining us today.
You greeted her politely, and the session began. First, they conducted physical tests. You managed to pass the simpler ones without any issues, but some coordination tests proved to be more challenging.
One hand up, left foot down, right hand up, and then switch to the other hand with the opposite foot up. Your brain struggled to process so many instructions at once. Gradually, you began to feel overwhelmed.
- Okay, Y/N, take a break while we assess the initial data you provided - Bruce said, and your breathing returned to normal at his instruction.
Wanda, who was in the room with Bruce, listened to what the doctor was telling her.
- She clearly has coordination issues, but that's normal in patients who have experienced head trauma. With more sessions, she'll return to normal. She walks well, hears and sees correctly, and has no problem recognizing shapes, colors, sounds, or scents. Physical coordination therapy is the only thing left, of course, besides her memory problem. But apart from that, and speaking solely about her physical health, everything is fine, Wanda - Bruce explained.
Wanda smiled - Thank you very much, Bruce. It's great to hear that.
Bruce smiled slightly before speaking again - Now I need to take her to the control room to continue the research on her. You know that Strange will be there, and you can'tโฆ
- I know - Wanda interrupted him - Just let me say goodbye to her, and I'll let you take her with you. But before thatโฆ Do you know what kind of tests they'll be conducting on her today? - she asked.
- I actually don't know - Bruce said - Perhaps some recognition tests, but I'm not sure what Strange will request.
Wanda nodded and left the room. When you saw her enter the room, you smiled.
- How do you feel? - she asked - You did a great job, Y/N. Bruce says you're completely healthy.
- I'm fine, I guess - you let out a frustrated sigh - It's just the coordination that bothers me. I can't seem to do the tests well, andโฆ aggh, I can't believe I can't do it.
- Hey, it's all right, sweetheart. You did a great job, some things will be more challenging, but that's why you're here, and I'm not going anywhere. I'll be with you every step of the wayโฆ - She gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead to calm you - Now, you have to go do more tests with Bruce and the rest of the team, and of course, Strange. But as soon as you're done, and I can see you, we'll go have lunch, okay?
You nodded and said your goodbyes to her. Minutes later, you were in the same control room as the day before, with everyone present except for Strange.
- Today, we'll show you some images we've selected. They are photographs of everyday objects and places. You just have to tell us the first thing that comes to your mind when you see them - Steve explained.
- If you don't have an answer right away, you can take your time. There's no rush to give a quick response - Nat added - After this, we'll see if Strange shows up for more tests, but if he doesn't, that'll be it for today until he comes with more answers about what might be happening to you.
They placed the same cap with wires on your head as yesterday, and the photos began to appear in front of you.
The first photo showed a house. It looked like it was from an animated movie but was very cute and simple - Story - you responded.
The next one showed a city; it was daytime, and there were hundreds of buildings - New York - you replied.
The next one was a couple hugging. Your response was quick and obvious - Wanda - you said promptly.
Several more photos followed, and your responses were either obvious or literal descriptions of the images displayed. In the control room, they tried to encourage you to think more about your answers, but your brain seemed unable to connect anything to something or someone specific.
After a few more attempts without accurate responses, they told you they would stop for a few minutes to discuss your answers.
- There's nothing, we have nothing - Tony said - It seems like the only thing familiar to her is Wanda. It doesn't make sense; this girl must have had a life before meeting Wandaโฆ I don't understand.
- My colleagues at nearby universities responded this morning - Bruce spoke up - No one has anyone named Y/N Y/LN on their roster. If Wanda met this girl, it must have been at a somewhat distant university, which also doesn't make senseโฆ
Everyone fell silent for a few moments.
- Did Strange say if he was coming? - Steve asked.
- No, he said he would visit someone who might help and that he wouldn't be coming - Nat replied - If we're not going to do more tests, we should let Y/N go.
- Let me try one more thing - Bruce requested - If this doesn't work, we'll let her go for today.
Everyone agreed, and Bruce spoke to you through the microphone.
- Y/N, Wanda told us that you used to work in the physics department of a university. Can you tell me if you remember anything about your old job? - Bruce asked.
- I can't remember anything about it - you said honestly - Maybe Wandaโฆ
- No, Wanda can't help us for now. Maybe you can remember something on your ownโฆ Think about the words 'physics,' 'job,' 'university.' What do they sound like to you? - Bruce prompted.
You took your time to think. - 'Physics' sounds like science - you replied - 'Job'โฆ is money, and alsoโฆ happy? - You pondered the last word a bit more. You closed your eyes and imagined a university - University is a building; it's brick-colored and has two towers, and there's an emblem - You continued to imagine - In my mind, it's a lion with a torch - you laughed at your response - The colors are yellow and brown, and it's very cold.
Everyone was deep in thought. Perhaps you needed to use your imagination more instead of relying on preconceived images.
- What else is there at that university, Y/N? - Bruce encouraged you to continue describing.
You continued to imagine - There are many trees, there are laboratories, andโฆ one has my name - in your mind, there were many people, but you couldn't put names to the faces - There are many students, and my lab always smells like coffee. There's also a library and a large auditorium - You saw it in the first person, as if you were living it yourself - I have a colleague, with brown hair.
Suddenly, a voice, your own voice, resonates in your head: "Matt," you say, laughing.
Your head hurts, the readings of your brain activity spike and become confusing, and you feel the need to remove the cables from your skull. In the control room, Nat rushes to help you and asks Friday to call Wanda immediately.
But you can't stop thinking about what your voice said, and you say it out loud - Mattโฆ my colleague's name is Matt, I remember - Everyone is left stunned and not knowing what to say; they had definitely made progress.
The silence is almost immediately broken when Wanda enters through the door and approaches you.
- What happened? - she asked, concerned - Are you okay, sweetheart? - She took your face in her hands, and you nodded as you hugged her. But she didn't calm down and turned towards the camera, knowing it was watching from the control room - Enough is enough, it's over for today. I won't allow you to hurt her - she said angrily before taking your hand and leading you out of the control room.
Once in your room, Wanda gives you the pills that the doctor prescribed for your headaches and prepares you some tea.
- What happened in there, honey? - she asked - Why did they hurt you?
You shook your head and explained - No, they were conducting a test, but something different happened this time - Your voice sounded excited - I remembered something, Wanda. I remembered the university where I used to work, and I remembered someoneโฆ maybe you knew him. His name is Matt.
Wanda came to a sudden stop for a few seconds. This shouldn't be happening. You weren't supposed to rememberโฆ
- No - she finally spoke - I don't know him, but you mentioned him once. Maybe he worked with you, but I never met him personally.
You wanted to continue talking about the topic, but Wanda interrupted, saying she had bought food for both of you, and you headed to the dining area. You noticed a change in Wanda; she seemed more serious, but you interpreted it as her concern over your crisis during the test.
Meanwhile, in the control room, the rest of the team was discussing what had happened minutes earlier.
- There's no university with that logo, at least not in the United States. We'd have to investigate in other countries, but then Wanda's story about how they met wouldn't make sense - Bruce said - The only good thing we got out of it was the name. If we find the university with a lion and torch logo and ask about Matt from the physics department, we'll get more answers.
- All right, Avengers, we have work to do - Clint said, getting up - I'll try to talk to Wanda to get more information, and I'll let you know right away. In the meantime, try to contact Strange to find out where the hell he is.
The archer left the room, and the others followed suit. They had an extensive search to conduct, and they knew it wouldn't be easy.
Clint arrived in the dining area and found you washing a glass at the sink, but there was no sign of Wanda.
- Hey, where's Wanda? I thought she'd be with you - he asked.
- Oh, she was here, but she had to leave in a hurry. She didn't tell me where she was going, but she left quickly. She said we'd see each other later - you explained.
Clint furrowed his brow. Wanda used to disappear from time to time, but he didn't think she would continue to do so with you in the compound.
But he didn't have much time to think because a loud voice echoed throughout the place.
- Heyyy! Where is everyone? This place looks like a graveyard - Thor's cheerful voice announced his arrival after being away in space for months.
The other Avengers arrived at the scene. No one anticipated that Thor didn't know who you were, let alone that you didn't know the people there had powers.
But that changed in a matter of minutes because after a few quick greetings, the god of thunder noticed that he wasn't carrying his precious hammer with him. However, there was no major issue because he simply raised his arm, and Mjรถlnir came to him.
That's when you let out a scream of surprise, and the others in the room reacted. Your face reflected astonishment, doubt, and even fear. A thousand thoughts raced through your mind at that moment, but you couldn't articulate a coherent response.
- What? What the hell was that? โฆ It looked likeโฆ how did heโฆ and the hammerโฆ -You wanted to ask a thousand questions, but you couldn't form a single coherent sentence.
- Y/N, calm down. We'll explain, but we need you to calm down - Natasha told you, directing you to a chair - Take a seat and breathe.
Thor, confused, addressed you - Hey, are you new here? I am Thor, the God of Thunder - he introduced himself friendly while making his eyes glow to give you a small demonstration of his powers. However, that only made you scream.
The others scolded Thor and helped you calm down. It would be a long night trying to explain to you that most of the people there had powers, including your girlfriend.
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Wanda arrived at the cabin in the middle of the forest, making sure no one had followed her. But her powers told her that something was amiss. Before knocking on the door, she used her powers to see what was happening inside. She closed her eyes and could see that Strange was there. Quickly, she cast an enchantment to go unnoticed and hid among the trees, waiting for the sorcerer to come out.
After a few minutes, Strange came out and opened a portal in front of the cabin. The woman behind him looked exhausted but had a determined look in her eyes, clearly at odds with the man.
- This won't be the last time you hear from me, witch. What you and Wanda are doing is wrong. I don't care if you enjoy dabbling in dark magic in your free time, but Y/N is innocent, and I will do everything in my power to send her home, even if it means breaking the rules of my own magic - Strange declared with determination, then disappearing through the portal after that.
Wanda's eyes turned red with anger as she heard his statements. No one would ever separate you from her, not even Strange.
The woman turned towards where Wanda was hiding and said, - You can come out now. We need to talk, Wanda.
Wanda dispelled the spell on her to allow the witch in front of her to see her.
- We have a problem, Agatha. She's rememberingโฆ that's not supposed to happen - Wanda spoke to her mentor as they entered the cabin. - Also, why was Strange here? What did he want?
- He suspects, Wanda. We're running out of time before he figures it out and takes your beloved - Agatha told her. - We need to act immediately if you want to keep her... In the meantime, I'll give you a spell to continue blocking her memories... after all, she told you she wanted to be with you...
Angst - Cheating - Forced Marriage - If you love Natasha don't read this. (really)
Summary:
W: Young people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes.
N: You can think that you're in love when you're really just engaged.
A/N: Reader's last name is Williams, it's easier to write this way. This has been in my drafts for months lol. I saw a Tik Tok edit of the Corpse Bride and thought of this. Still not sure about how it turned out though.
- Stop being so silly Y/N, you know I will miss you just as much as you're going to miss me - Wanda said smiling, her head resting on your chest while one of your hands rubbed her back up and down.
- I know, I just wish I could stay here with you, I don't care about this stupid trip, I'd rather be here for your birthday, for that giant celebration your father is planning - you said, looking down into her eyes.
- You've been here for each and every one of my birthdays since we were 12, nothing will happen if you miss this one, even if it's "especial", I understand you have to go with your parents - she replied.
You huffed.
- I don't even know why I have to go in the first place, they have always gone by themselves, I don't know why I'm required this time - you explained - And I don't like it either, they're up to something, I can feel it.
She cupped your cheek and pecked your lips.
- You're their only daughter, their only Princess, the only heir for their kingdom, maybe they want to give you more responsibilities from now on... You're gonna be Queen someday, it's time you get prepared for it...
- I've been preparing for it my whole life - you sighed - But you're right, maybe it's time for me to take it seriously.
You stared at her and smiled.
- And maybe I can talk to them in this trip about us - you said, and her eyes sparkled with illusion at your words - I'll tell them I'm marrying you, and we'll plan the proposal for when we get back.
- Are you serious my love? Will you ask my hand in marriage? - she asked happily.
- Of course I will, I want to spend the rest of my life by your side.
She kissed you and you smiled.
- Also, I have to beat that Jarvis Prince - you said - I've heard the rumors, but if I ask you first and you accept me, there will not be any reason for us to not get married.
- Your royal highness, it's time to leave, the King asked for your presence - you heard a voice calling for you.
- On my way - you replied.
- Come back to me my love, and have fun in your trip - Wanda said, kissing you one last time.
- I'll be back in no time, and then, it'll be just us, for eternity my lady.
- For eternity Y/N... - she replied.
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4 months later.
The King and the Queen of Williams Kingdom are happy to announce the engagement of their heir, Princess Y/N, with the noble Princess Natasha Romanoff.
The Royal Family announced the happy news during their stay in the Romanoff Kingdom.
This makes young Romanoff the future Queen to the rightful heir to the throne of Williams House. The union of this two families represents one of the most important alliances in the last decades, the two kingdoms will surely benefit from this marriage.
It seems like love has been in the air from some time now, let's remember just a month ago the Maximoff family announced the marriage of their youngest daughter Princess Wanda and the future King Vision Jarvis, on her 18th birthday celebration.
Good luck to these new happy couples and the best of luck for all of them.
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- Don't act like you didn't knew about it! You fooled me! - you screamed in exasperation pacing around the room with the newsletter in your hand.
- We didn't knew Maximoff would get the girl married so early, but yes, there's no reason to lie, we knew about the wedding - your father told you.
- It was all planned, wasn't it? This trip, meeting Natasha, Wanda's birthday celebration - you mentioned harshly - You played with us like we were chess pieces, you decided our lives without asking us anything...
- There was nothing to ask, your little teenage romance with Wanda was senseless, she was promised to Jarvis even before they were born... And you, we waited for the right girl to come to your life, for the perfect Queen for you to love... And that is Natasha...
- YOU DON'T GET TO DECIDE THAT! THAT WAS MY CHOICE! - you screamed, you couldn't handle listen to him anymore.
- Well it's not! I am the King and I know what's best for you and for the kingdom! And as long as this crown is perched on my head you will obey each and every one of my orders, especially those orders that relate to the future of my legacy!
You took a step back, not believing what your father was saying.
- You're gonna marry Natasha Romanoff and get the biggest alliance in the history of our family and that's a direct order, not from your father, but from your King!
That was it. Those last words made you understand that, whatever you had left to say would be pointless. The King made a decision, and there was no turning back.
You lowered you head, and nodded.
- Yes, your Majesty.
Holding back the tears from your breaking heart you had the courage to ask for one more thing.
- Tell Natasha I'll meet her in our residence back at home, I need to travel now to talk with Wanda about this decision and finish everything in the best way possible. We're still friends, and for the sake of our friendship with the Maximoff House it would be wise to keep our alliance with them.
Your father took a few seconds to process your request but finally nodded.
- That's okay, you can go now.
Bowing down once more you left the room with tears already falling down your face.
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Stopping your horse right in front of the small cabin placed in the middle of the woods your heart was pounding like crazy. When you made it inside and saw those beautiful green eyes it finally explode in love.
- Y/N! My love - she said the moment you walked in, running into your arms.
You hugged her immediately and both of you melted in a heated passion kiss after all those months separated.
- My lady... My Wanda... How you've been my love? I know life must have been hell for you just as it's been for me - you said, with your arms still around the girl.
- Oh you have no idea... They made me marry Vision the same day of my birthday, without warning. When I told my father it was you the one I loved he told me I was crazy - she started to cry - He said it was ridiculous because you were already engaged to another woman, promised to someone else. It broke my heart because I realized we had fallen in their trap my love, they made the choices for us.
- I know, I realized that too, and when I confront my father about it... - you gulped at the memory - He yelled at me like never before and command me to get marry, not as my father, but as my king.
Wanda whipped away a tear that was rolling down your cheek.
- I didn't know they were gonna announce an engagement until the day before. They gave me no choice - you said, now both of you were sitting in the edge of the bed.
- Is Natasha aware of your your displeasure? - she asked.
You shook your head.
- No, I don't think so, she was very excited when they announced the engagement... She thinks it's all genuine.
- Vision thinks as well, he thinks I want him... Even though I have refused to sleep with him...
You looked at her worried. Heartbroken. Not even you had dare to touch her in a passionate way.
- What are we going to do my love? They took everything from us, even our freedom...
She sighed.
- I don't know... I'm just sure I don't want us to end, we are soul mates Y/N, you are the love of my life... I don't care if you're married to someone else as long as I know I'm the only one for you... Because you're the only one for me...
- Wanda, in my world there's only you and then the rest of the people. I don't care about Vision or Natasha, we love each other and that is all that matters...
- But how are we going to make this work? They can get suspicious...
- We were best friends before this ridiculous circus started, and it doesn't have to change now... We just have to be careful on how we act... - you paused for a few seconds to cup her face - Although I don't think i could ever hide this love I feel for you, it's very intense...
She smiled at your words.
- Me neither, but we'll try our best... - she looked around the little comfy cabin you were in - And also, we will always have this place for us, only you and I know about it, it will keep our secret safe.
You nodded and kissed her. It became heated every second, until she was sitting on your lap and your arms were around her waist, holding her close to your body.
- Wanda... - you said in a whisper between kisses - We need to stop, or either way I will...
- Do it - she said looking straight into your eyes, her green big eyes now full of desire - Take me Y/N, make me yours, i want you to be my first...
You looked at her, the knot on your lower stomach increasing.
- Are you sure?
She didn't respond, with her lower lip trapped between her teeth she grabbed your hand and guided your palm to her breast. You squeezed it, causing her to moan.
- God... - you whispered.
With a quick flip you turned the position, now she was laid on the bed, with you on top.
- Make love to me, darling - she said.
That night, your affair got sealed with the intertwine of your bodies.
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- And this is the main room, it's spacious and comfortable for the two of us - you said to Natasha, showing your future bedroom - The right room it's for me, and the left side is yours Princess Natasha, and we have the common space room right in the middle.
Natasha nodded but frowned.
- Why do we have separate beds? I thought we were sharing the same bedroom...
You smiled shaking your head.
- Oh no, we'll have the same room but I would feel more comfortable with my own space - you said walking into your side - But feel free to redecorate the whole room, change whatever you like, even my side, just leave my closet as it is right now.
She followed you confused.
- Where are you going? - she asked - We have my parents' farewell dinner tonight, tomorrow they'll go home.
- I know, I will go play tennis with Princess Wanda and then I'll meet you at the dinner - you said, walking into your closet to change your clothes.
- Princess Wanda? Again? You went out with her last week.
- Yes, you know she's my best friend, we both play tennis every week, it's our favorite sport - you said.
Natasha nodded. She didn't understand the reason behind your distance, at first she thought it was because you didn't know her before your visit at her kingdom, but now, after spending some weeks with you and failed tries on bonding with you she was very confused.
- I'll see you later - you said, walking out from your closet and giving her a kiss on the cheek.
- Okay - she answered.
She spent the rest of the evening choosing the colors, the carpets and selecting fabrics for your new room. She was loving the result, but wishing you were there to help her out.
- Do you think Princess Y/N will like this color for her bed? - she asked her maid, showing her the color tone she had choose.
- Oh it's beautiful, she will love it - the woman answered.
Natasha smiled, really hoping you will like it.
- You've known the princess since she was a kid, right? - Romanoff asked the woman again.
- Yes, I've been working for the Royal Family since 15 years ago...
Natasha kept silent for some second before asking again.
- Do you know how close is Princess Y/N with Princess Wanda Maximoff? I know they're best friends but I'm just curious about their friendship...
- Oh they are very very close, they grew up together and used to make everything side by side... They had the same private tutors, a lot of sleepovers, they both love tennis...
Natasha nodded, not wanting to listen more, but the woman kept talking.
- Princess Y/N used to write a lot of letters for Princess Wanda, every week, and Princess Wanda wrote for her too, the letters should be somewhere in here, she keeps them very well preserved... They're very special for each other - the woman smiled at the memory.
Nat cleared her throat and left the fabrics on the bed.
- It's time for me to get ready for dinner, please take all this out of the room and bring the dress.
- Yes your royal highness - the woman said, following the instructions.
Once alone, Natasha made some deep thinking. She didn't want to create false scenarios in her head, but since she met you, you had done nothing but talk about Wanda and spend time with her.
But she didn't had the time to over think because you stepped in the room in that moment. The happiness in your face could be notice from a thousand miles away.
- Natasha? I thought you would be on your way to dinner already... - you said.
- Oh I lost track of time with the decorations and everything, my dress will be here in any minute - she answered, and you nodded - Also, I think our parents will expect to see us coming in together...
You sighed and walked into your side of the room.
- Yes, I think you're right, I'm gonna take a bath and get ready - you said.
Before you could leave she asked.
- How was tennis with Princess Wanda? I can see you're really happy.
You froze for a second but then raised your head with a small smile.
- Yes, it was really funny... It's always funny.
You started walked again but she stopped your tracks once more, making you tense immediately with her next words.
- Maybe you can teach me, I'll go with you next time.
You didn't say anything, just slightly nodded your head and walked out.
Natasha was afraid that maybe she was trying to force herself into your daily activities, she didn't want bother you in any way, or make you upset with her.
But when you meet her again in the car that night, suddenly your behavior towards her changed dramatically.
You treated her kind and lovely the whole night. For the first time she felt like she was your fiancรฉ and not just some random stranger that came into your life.
But the fairytale broke down the moment you stepped into your house. You only said goodnight to her and leave to go to your bed.
She wondered what she could've possibly done to make you upset again.
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For the next weeks you kept your distance for her like before, only talking to her when it was necessary. And she was starting to get pissed.
- I just want to know what can I do to make you feel closer to me... I've been trying for weeks to connect with you but nothing ever change. Just tell me what's wrong, so we can fix it.
You've been arguing for the last twenty minutes, you told her you'd go to play tennis and she started to yell at you.
- There's nothing to fix, because nothing is wrong Natasha... I just have a hard time to open myself with new people...
- But I'm not new people, I'm your fiancรฉ, we're gonna get married Y/N, let's start acting like a couple for once.
You sighed. Tired.
- What do you want me to do? I just don't feel comfortable yet...
- Oh but you're not even trying, everyday you find something to get yourself busy with, and your spare time goes all in tennis and Princess Wanda... When will you have time for me?
You heart stopped. How dare she to even pronounce Wanda's name.
- Wanda has nothing to do with this - you said, almost in a whisper.
- I know, I'm not blaming her for anything, I'm blaming you...
You were about to say something when the butler knocked the door.
- Excuse me ma'am, Princess Wanda Maximoff is here for the tennis practice, she's waiting for you in the main hall.
You fixed your messy clothes and answered.
- Thanks, tell her I'll be with her in a minute.
- Yes your royal highness.
The butler left, leaving you and Natasha alone again.
- I need to go - you said, without looking at her.
- I know - she contained the tears - Just leave, I also need to go, I'm having tea with your mother later.
You nodded and walked out, with her following you some steps behind.
When you made it to the first floor your bad mood changed completely at the sight of your lover.
- Wanda, it's so nice to see you! Ready for tennis? - you asked, kissing her right hand and cheeks.
- Yes, let's go! - she replied.
When two guards followed you she quickly stopped them.
- Oh we're taking the horses, no need for security, just two best friends riding and playing... The Princess and I will be fine.
- Yes, don't worry, I'll be back in a few hours - you completed.
- Of course ma'am - your guards nodded.
Natasha saw the whole interaction, her eyes burning in jealousy. She knew Wanda was your best friend, but her instincts were screaming her something was off. She decided to ask your mother that afternoon.
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- Oh dear lord! - Wanda screamed in pure bliss, three of your fingers buried deep inside her intimacy, you leaving small kisses all along her jaw and neck.
- Go on my lady, let me see you reach euphoria once more...
- Yeah... - she panted - Take me to heaven again Y/N, just keep doing that...
Your moans were hidden by the walls of the small cabin.
- Y/N... I'm gonna...
You felt her orgasm crash on your fingers, her wetness dripping down your hands and rolling down her thighs.
- Wanda... - you panted, taking the three fingers to your mouth - Oh God... - you moaned - You're so magical...
She smiled at you, wasting no time and kissing you as deep as she could, tasting herself in your mouth.
A few moments later you were both tangled in each other's arms, resting after your love making evening.
- Oh how I wish I could wake up every day inside your arms - she said with her head resting on your chest.
- I know, I would make love to you every morning and every night... I would take care of your sleep, watch you fall asleep into my arms, giving a goodnight kiss in the forehead...
A tear rolled down her face.
- We would be happy...
You nodded.
- Yes... So happy.
She stared at you for some seconds before speaking again.
- Are you happy? - she asked.
- What do you mean? You know I'm not - you answered, confused.
- I know, but you have a wife, Princess Natasha is beautiful... Have you bonded with her already?
You denied, shaking your head.
- Not really, I spend all my time doing my duties and my spare time I spend it with you...
She smiled sheepishly.
- Has she notice your absence?
You sighed.
- Yeah, just this morning before you came we were arguing about it... She wants me to spend more time with her...
- Same with Vision - she said - He wants me to go with him in this trip he's having next month... I don't think I'll can refuse
You blink confused.
- Does that mean I will not see you? For how long?
Your heart shredded.
- Three weeks...
- Oh...
She immediately sensed your mood change.
- But I will came back to you... Like always.
- I know... I trust you, I don't trust Vision though...
- Don't worry, no matter what happens I will always be yours.
- I'll always be yours too.
- Take this time to be with Natasha, calm her down and win her trust, it's your wife after all.
You sighed and nodded.
- I'll do whatever you ask me to... - you said kissing her hand.
She fell silent for a few moments. You turned to look at her and saw in her expression what was happening. She was thinkingโฆ processing something.
- What's wrong, my love? - you asked - What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?
She looked into your eyes, gazing at you for a moment before speaking.
- I want you to marry Natasha during my absenceโฆ I need you to seal your commitment to her while I'm not here. If I'm not present, I won't have to attend to the wedding, and I won't have to endure the pain of seeing you marry someone elseโฆ If you don't do it within those weeks, I'll be forced to attend your wedding, and Iโฆ I don't think I can bear it, Y/Nโฆ I won't be able to.
She was right. Due to your trip to the Romanoff realm, you didn't have to be present at Wanda's sudden wedding. You didn't have to go through the pain of seeing her standing at the altar with someone else. It wouldn't be fair to her to see you with Natasha.
You nodded and kissed her forehead. Both of you were crying, and you held her hand.
- I promise I will - you said - For you, Wanda. I just want you to know that even if it's Natasha to whom I vow love and eternal devotion at the altar, my words and my heart will always belong to you and only you.
That evening, you returned home with a heavy heart. But to your misfortune, the tragedies wouldn't stop that day. As soon as you passed through the grand and elegant door adorning your entrance, you saw your father's guards waiting. That only meant he was visiting, and that couldn't be good.
- Your Royal Highness - a man bowed before you - Your Majesty, King Williams is in the main study waiting for you.
You surveyed your surroundings before responding. Everything was in overwhelming silence. You looked for your butler and inquired - Is Princess Natasha at home?
- No, Your Highness, Princess Natasha is still visiting the royal palace with the queen, your mother," he responded.
You took a deep breath - I see - you cleared your throat - I will speak with my father right away. If the princess returns home, please notify me immediately. It is of the utmost importance that I speak with her.
You turned and made your way to the study. With every step you took, you could feel your heart beating stronger. You knew what was coming. As soon as you crossed that door, your father would reproach you for not paying enough attention to Natasha. You were nervous about the reprimand, but it was somewhat reassuring to know that this time you had an answer to his accusations.
- Your Majesty - you spoke, but he didn't look at you - To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Father? - You walked over and took a seat across from him. It was only then that you noticed his cold gaze.
- I'm afraid my visit won't bring you any pleasure, Y/N - he said - Your wife paid a visit today to your mother; they had tea together.
- I'm aware of that, Natasha mentioned it this morning - you said, trying to sound confident.
- My question here is, where were you? - he asked.
- I played tennis with Princess Wanda most of the afternoon, and we went riding for a while. I lost track of time between the game and our conversation... - you explained but your father interrupted you.
- Natasha told us where you wereโฆ She also mentioned some more interesting things about those little escapades of yours with Princess Wandaโฆ I didn't like what I heard at all, Y/N - he said.
- Father, Wanda and Iโฆ- you began, but he interrupted.
- Wanda and you are no more, it ended the moment she got married and you became engaged - he shouted - Don't you understand? Natasha suspects you and Wanda, she has doubts about her marriage, this is very serious, Y/N. It could trigger political problems and destabilize our marriage agreements with her kingdom. As the heir to this realm, you have a responsibility to your people and to me. I cannot allow your actions to jeopardize our political stability. It's important that you maintain a strong relationship with Natasha and avoid any suspicion about your relationship with Wanda.
- There is nothing between Wanda and me, Fatherโฆ we had something in the past, as you well know, but now she is married. It hasn't been easy for me, but I believe it's time to stabilize the situation. Wanda will be going on a trip with Prince Jarvis, and today we discussed my wedding. She encouraged me to get married as soon as possible to reassure Natasha about our marriageโฆ I want to have the wedding in two weeks - you explained.
- Is that soโฆ - he looked at you, analyzing - Well, so be it. Let's not delay any further. As soon as I return to the palace, I will inform your mother about your decision, and we will proceed with the necessary preparations. There's no turning back from this.
- You may think you've appeased me with your sudden decision to marry, but you can't deceive me, Y/N. The matters you have with Wandaโฆ put an end to them. I am giving you the opportunity to do it on your terms. Remember that you are the heir; you must find a way to balance your personal feelings with your responsibilities as the future queen. I don't want to take drastic measures, but if you can't control this situation, I will have to interveneโฆ and then I assure you, you will never see Wanda again - he warned.
Your father left your home, and the next morning, the entire kingdom was aware of your wedding. Natasha was in total ecstasy. As soon as you informed her of the date, she kissed you fervently and headed to the palace to begin preparations for your wedding.
No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't muster a spark of excitement. You seemed like a walking corpse. But your father's threats echoed in your mind, and you forced yourself to be the perfect fiancรฉe for Natasha. In front of people, you looked like the ideal couple, planning the dream wedding together. But deep inside, you were dying to leave it all behind and run into Wanda's arms.
After two weeks that felt like an eternity, the day finally arrived. You were just hours away from getting married. Natasha was getting ready at the palace with her mother, while you prepared in the privacy of your home.
In that intimate moment, you allowed yourself to write a letter to Wanda, letting your heart speak and conveying all your love and devotion for her. When you finished, you placed it in the pocket of your shirt, right over your heart, and prepared to leave. You would find a way to deliver it to her later.
The moment had come. The entire kingdom was waiting. Natasha, her parents, and your parents were all there. It seemed like the most meticulously planned event of the year, with nothing missing. But to you, everything was missing because even though you were about to get married, the love of your life was not there.
The ceremony had passed quickly. You felt like your soul had left your body, but it was your turn to speak.
- Dear Natasha...
Wanda, thousands of kilometers away, knew what was happening. Her heart ached at the thought of you becoming someone else's wife today. She only found peace in remembering your words, knowing that any promise you made to Natasha today would truly be for her.
- Today, before all the witnesses from our respective kingdoms, I make this sacred commitment. I promise to be loyal and faithful in body and spirit, and always honor the alliance we have forged, an alliance that in my heart is deeper than others may understand. On sunny days and in dark nights, I will stand by your side, fulfilling the duties entrusted to us. I promise to be your unwavering support, your confidante, and your closest friend, even when our differences challenge us. Though our paths may seem divergent, in my heart, you will always be present. May our souls find solace in this commitment, and may our union, despite the hardships, shine as a beacon of hope in this realm. May the love I have for you, though I may not openly name it, guide my actions and thoughts as we fulfill our destiny. May our marriage, though not the one we would have chosen, be a source of strength and wisdom for us both. So I promise, with all the sincerity and respect you deserve.
Natasha smiled. You both kissed. Wanda cried. You cried. You touched your chest, where Wanda's letter resided, and smiled despite the tears.
When the wedding was over and you and Natasha were back home, you couldn't make love to her. You touched her, yes. She felt loved, yes. But you didn't feel anything. Your body belonged to Wanda. You didn't let Natasha touch you. As soon as it was over, you headed to the bathroom to take a shower.
Natasha, savoring the last moments of innocence, believing that you were completely hers, took your shirt in her hands to smell your perfume once more. She loved your scent. But as she brought the garment to her nose, she felt the stiffness of paper in her hands. Curiously, she took the letter from the pocket, and in a matter of seconds, everything fell apart.
There, in her hands, was the proof of your eternal love for Wanda. A letter, written a couple of hours ago, before joining your life with hers, where you professed your eternal devotion to another woman.
My Wanda:
As I write these words, my heart is filled with a love that cannot be contained or constrained by the circumstances surrounding us. In the dark hours leading up to my forced marriage, I want you to know that my love and devotion belong to you, and you alone.
Although the world has forced us down different paths, and we are destined to marry others, I want you to know that my heart will always be yours. Our love is a fire that burns deep within me, a fire that no arranged marriage can extinguish.
Every moment we share, every stolen glance, every whispered word in secret, is a treasure in my memory that I hold dear with all my being. You are the light that brightens my life, the reason I smile amidst the darkness of our situation.
Though words cannot fully express the magnitude of what I feel for you, I want you to know that I am willing to face whatever is necessary to protect our love, even if it means sacrificing some of my own happiness. I am bound by word and paper, but my body, mind, soul, and heart will always belong to you.
No matter what the future holds for us, rest assured that you will always be my love, my confidante, and my deepest longing. Our love is a secret that only we share, a bond that no one can break.
When I stand at the altar, reciting my vows to someone I did not choose, rest assured that my heart will beat for you and only you, as I promised. I will keep our love in a special and safe place in my heart, dreaming of the future that was stolen from us, where we are together without restrictions.
With all my love and devotion, always yours.
Y/N.
There, Natasha knew it. There was no turning back. She had married someone who didn't love her. You weren't hers, and you never would be.
As soon as you emerged from the bathroom, you saw Natasha holding the letter in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. She knew.
- Natasha...
- You lied to me.
- No, I didn't lie to youโฆ My father forced meโฆ they separated us, Natasha.
- All this time, I've been a foolโฆ and you! - she pointed at you, shouting, crying inconsolably - How could you deceive me like this?
- You don't understand, you never will. It was never my intention to hurt you, Natashaโฆ
- You've betrayed me, Y/Nโฆ you married me while all this time you were thinking about your mistress - Natasha cried.
At that moment, you lost your temper. You would never let anyone speak of Wanda in such a way.
- Don't speak of her like that. Wanda is not to blame. Don't ever say her name againโฆ never - you asserted.
She laughed bitterly, wiping the tears from her face - It is what it is, Y/N, nothing more than your mistressโฆ
It was then that you shouted - Don't you understand? You are the other woman in all of thisโฆ she and I were happy, she's the love of my life. Until they forced us apart. Titles don't matter, Natasha. She will always be my priority. YOU ARE THE OTHER WOMAN.
- NO! You are married to me! She is the other woman - Natasha shouted back.
You ran your hand through your hair in desperation. You sat down on the bed with your hands on your face. Natasha was crying, standing.
- I don't love you, Natasha. My father forced me to marry you. The day I saw Wanda for the last time, she asked me to have the wedding as soon as possible. I only moved forward with the plans because she requested it. You must understand that there is no one else for me but her.
Natasha looked at you, heartbroken.
- My kingdom needs yours for its resources; our union is the largest and most important due to the size of your realm. On the other hand, you need my kingdom for our reserves, as long as you are married to me, there will be stability. This marriage benefits us all, and I need us to cooperate to provide the peace our people deserve.
You explained, and she knew it was true.
- The kingdom of Wanda is small; it didn't serve much purpose to unite us. Besides, her parents had promised her hand to Prince Jarvis since she was born. We had everything against us, Natasha. We still have everything against us - you said - I'm sorry that I can't be the partner you desire, but unfortunately, the story of my life was written long before I met you. I belong to Wanda, and Wanda belongs to me. You need me, and I need you. The union is done, but you must know that I can't love you as you desire, I never will.
By this point, Natasha was just sobbing. You got up from the bed and walked to your side of the room.
- We have breakfast with our families tomorrow. We must be at the palace at nine o'clock.
You left the room, and your body felt more relaxed. You wouldn't have to pretend anymore.
Time passed, and Wanda returned from her trip. As soon as she set foot on land, she ran to find you at the cabin. She tearfully told you that Jarvis had been with her. He wanted an heir. With desperation and desire, you claimed her body for hours.
Months later, when her son was born, Natasha and you visited the couple in their palace. Wanda smiled as she showed you the little one. He was so much like Wanda that you cried with emotion. In that small moment when you held little Tommy, and Wanda sang to him beside you, you allowed yourself to dream of what could have been. The future and happiness that were denied to you. For a brief moment, you pretended that this was your little family. And you cried. You cried for everything that was taken from you.
Natasha, who watched everything from afar, finally understood. Wanda and you loved each other and would love each other forever. She could never compete with her.
She was just another piece in the chessboard that life played. She couldn't do anything else but resign herself. In the end, no one was happy. Not her. Not you. Not Wanda. Everyone was miserable because of someone else's desires. But that's how life was, and like the others, she had to accept it.
U said English isnโt ur first language!! Is ur first lang Spanish? Bc I saw that when u add songs to ur fics, it says โescรบchalo en Spotifyโ haha. But anyways, if it is Spanish, can I request a fic based off a Jesse y Joy song hehehehehehehehe
Hahaha si, hablo espaรฑol. Sure! I love their song! I just need to know which song would you like ๐คฃ๐
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Summary: You and Wanda keep falling into an endless cycle of lies, love and heartbreak. The worst thing is, you don't seem to mind. Based on the song: Repeating days from R5.
A/N: Heyy I'm back!! Tell me what you think, this is a little short but I really liked it! :)
It's almost 6 pm and you just reached your car in the parking lot. Your day has been as stressful as the rest of your week, but luckily it's Friday, so you'll get to rest for two whole days before coming back to the office.
You start the engine of your car, but before you begin to drive, you check your phone hoping to see a notification from Wanda. However, to your dismay, there's still no response from her. She hasn't even seen your message.
"Hey, it's friday, do you want to hang out? I can come by your apartment after work and watch a movie. Or we can go out for dinner."
You read your message once again, hoping that a "typing" bubble would magically appear on the screen. You rest your head on the steering wheel for a few more seconds until you decide that you'll go to her place.
You know the way to her apartment by heart. You've been there so many times that the doorman greets you before letting you in without any restrictions or obstacles. When you reach the elevator doors, the day keeps challenging you as you read the "out of order" sign. The doorman informs you that it has been out of service all day and guides you toward the stairs. You thank him with a half-smile and start walking. Wanda lives on the fourth floor of the building, in apartment 15.
As you're about to reach her floor, you begin to doubt whether you should have brought dinner with you, or at least a bouquet of flowers. You know that Wanda loves spontaneity and thoughtful gestures.
You step out into the hallway, and as you round a corner to finally reach her apartment, you see them. And you understand why Wanda hasn't responded to your messages.
Vision is someone you still haven't managed to completely decipher. His history with Wanda is long and complex, filled with drama you never bothered to fully understand. However, you know enough about him to realize that he loves Wanda. Perhaps as much as you do. The difference is that he had his chance with her and let her go. He held her in his arms and let her slip away.
You freeze for a few seconds. He speaks while she caresses his face. Both look tense. It might sound like a moment that would break your heart, but strangely, that's a scene you've seen several times, more than you'd like.
Perhaps you don't understand the reasons why Vision let go of a woman as spectacular as Wanda, but you do understand one thing: when Vision broke up with Wanda, he knew he could come back to her whenever he needed, and Wanda would accept him with open arms, always.
It seems like hours have passed, but it's only a matter of seconds until she notices your presence. She looks at you with concern and lets go of Vision's face, causing him to turn and look at you too. They both move away slightly before she starts walking towards you.
- Y/N, this is not... You know this isn't what you think... He's just...
You say nothing and start walking again towards the stairs. You run down the four flights of stairs while you hear Wanda shouting from her floor. But you don't stop until you're back in your car. This time you don't second-guess anything and start driving back to your home.
A feeling that you unfortunately know all too well starts filling your chest. Pain, in its purest expression. Disappointment, not just in Wanda, but in yourself too. You know it's not the first time this has happened. You've fled her apartment for the same reason so many times that it feels like deja vu. But Wanda always fixes it, she's very good at talking to you. She convinces you it's nothing, and for some reason, you keep coming back again.
You arrive at the safety of your home and immediately search for the photo of Wanda that's hanging next to your bed. Your entire room is a constant reminder of her existence, so you decide that you must get rid of everything that reminds you of her. You take photo after photo and tear them apart. At least ten photos are damaged before tears blind your eyes, and you collapse onto your bed, crying.
You don't realize you've drifted into slumber until the doorbell startles you awake. If it weren't for your familiarity with this routine, the urgency of the doorbell's sound might have alarmed you. However, you're acutely aware of who stands behind that desperate sound.
You walk through the darkness of your house to the door. A sigh escapes your lips before you open it. Maybe, this time, you shouldn't let her in. But you know yourself too well, so you simply turn the knob and step back as soon as you knob and step back as soon as you allow Wanda to enter. You're tired, both physically and emotionally, so you return to your bed without even looking her in the eyes.
You tangle yourself in your blankets once again, hearing her footsteps in the kitchen before she enters your room. You're not looking at her, but you know she's looking at you, feeling her gaze piercing your back. Wanda takes off her jacket and slips into your bed. Her cold body presses against yours from behind, her arms slipping into yours, seeking your hands. You feel her leave soft kisses at the base of your neck and trailing down to your shoulders.
Only a few seconds are enough for you to know that she's crying. She starts murmuring "I'm sorry" in your ear, leaving tender kisses along the way. You know what comes next. Finally, you turn your body, and she looks directly into your eyes.
-I'm so sorry, dear. Vision showed up unexpectedly and told me he got fired from his job this morning. He's devastated and needed someone to talk to. You know he doesn't have many friends and I... couldn't ask him to leave - she explains to you in a whisper. Due to her tears, you can hardly hear her, but it doesn't matter. You know it doesn't matter because you'll find your way back to her regardless.
You embrace her as you assure her that you understand he's her friend, and that you just had a tough time. She asks if you're okay. You tell her you are, even though you're lying. She knows you're lying, but she accepts it. You couldn't stop loving her even if you tried. Not after all this time.
Both of you know you could never leave her. You ask if you can kiss her, and she agrees. Hungry to have you again.
Two weeks go by and it seems like everything is repeating itself. Except this time, Vision hasn't been fired; instead, he's been evicted from his apartment due to non-payment.
In that moment, you hate that the elevator is still out of order. Going up and down four floors in less than five minutes is exhausting. Wanda chases you again, but you escape in your car once more. This time, your heart clenches at the memory of the two of them embracing. And at that stupid smile on his face.
Wanda knocks on your door, and this time you open it immediately. You want to hear her, you need that explanation to serve as a placebo to quell the pain in your chest. She tells you about hir housing issue. You feel better. You know that explanation will serve you in the coming weeks to alleviate your pain.
You can pretend everything is okay again.
She smiles at you, and you embrace her. She kisses you, and as the kiss becomes more intense, you start to claim her body. You kiss every part of her as if your life depends on it. She surrenders to you, lost in the pleasure your hands provide her. When the euphoria subsides and both of you are naked in your bed, you look into her eyes, and without a second thought, you assert the control you believe you have over her:
- You are mine - you whisper to her.
She looks at you for a few seconds. Wanda can read you like an open book. She knows you're lying when you say she's yours. You're lying to yourself. You're lying to her. But she doesn't tell you, she would never. Especially because she knows a part of you is aware of it. Nonetheless, she nods and you kiss her again.
It's the middle of the night; she's asleep in your arms, but insomnia prevents you from falling asleep. You gaze at her and accept your fate. In that moment, you understand Vision more than you ever had before. You realize that, just like him, you could never let go of Wanda. She has you, but you don't have her. You know that both of you are entwined in a dilemma. Your days repeat with her. You live half a life with a heart hollowed out by her fault, but that doesn't matter because you know she will fill it again. It will empty, and she will fill it again. All in an endless cycle from which you know you can never escape.
You. Wanda. Vision. Everyone. We all fear loneliness. We all fear dying alone. Living alone. You could never live without Wanda. You'd rather keep living in this hopeless cycle with her than live a day without her presence. Because even though she breaks your heart every time, you know you'd do it all over again. You'd live in repetition just to have her for a few hours and pretend she belongs to you. That you both belong to each other completely.
Summary: Part two of this thing is feeling like Jim and Pam
A/N: It took a long time to finish, but it's finally here. Thanks to all the peole who kept asking about this part two. And sorry for the waiting. This is about 10k+ words so, enjoy!
Remember this is inspired in Jim and Pam from The Office!
It's been a month since you started college and you could say you had blended in pretty well.
The classes were exhausting but everything else was new and exciting for you. You felt like it was your chance for a new beginning, and you definitely needed one.
After that terrible prom night you isolated yourself for two entire weeks. No social media, no calls, no messages, no visits. You only bothered to send your application letter for college.
When you finally decided to turn on your phone again you realized some of your friends tried to reach out to you. You answered every single message, letting everyone know that you were okay. But your heart broke a little when you realized that none of those messages or missed calls were from Wanda.
And that was your breaking point. You understood that you really screwed up things with her. She wasn't even concerned about your absence, if anything you thought she was relieved that you didn't tried to talk her anymore.
For the next months you avoided anything related to Wanda. Before blocking her number you sent her one last text apologizing and explaining your reasons to go zero contact with her.
You didn't expect her to answer anyway.
Although Pietro did call you to know about how you were doing, the moment he mentioned Wanda you stopped him right away.
"Please let's not talk about her, it still hurts too much". That's what you said.
He sighed but changed the subject immediately. That's when you found out he got into a foreign university in Switzerland and that he was moving out of the country.
You smiled happily and extended your congratulations to him.
Some time later you found yourself moving to Los Angeles and starting your first year of college.
Some of your friends ended up with you there, like Kate, Peter and MJ. It was awesome to have old friends with you, but meeting new people was also exciting.
You heard from a random conversation between MJ and Peter that Wanda and Vision ended up together in NYU.
Your felt your stomach flinch at the reminder of Vision stealing your college dream with Wanda. And you hated yourself for it. By that moment you should've been over Wanda, she didn't love you, there was no reason to grieve a love that never existed in the first place.
But you excused yourself to your friends and ran into the nearest bathroom to cry your heart out. You knew you shouldn't, but you couldn't help it.
After washing your face to prevent anyone to notice your were crying, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You couldn't keep going like that. You felt like you were a ghost: lifeless.
Wanda really hit different but you needed to change, to take control of your life again.
You knew what you needed to do.
You needed to move on from Wanda.
I know Pietro, she's great but, she's my best friend - Wanda said to her brother, tears dried all over her cheeks - I just never thought she would feel the same way. I didn't know what to say, I just wanted to run. Now I think it's all messed up, it's too late. There's nothing left to do. She probably hates me. But... I think I'm still in love with her.
Wanda had really screw things up with you.
She knew it.
She couldn't help it though, the moment you told her about your feelings she froze. She never expected that those words would ever came out from your mouth.
You loved her.
You really loved her.
How did she never notice it before?
And why did you never say anything?
She had so many questions running trough her mind.
It was prom night, she was about to leave with Vision, she wanted to stay a little longer but they were already late, you were there with Kate, she didn't even know you liked Kate, did you really like her? Why did you never mentioned it to her before? Why was she so mad when she found out?. You loved her. You loved her.
You loved her.
Maybe it was a joke.
She looked at you expecting for you to laugh and tell her it was all a joke.
But you didn't.
- Y/N... Why are you doing this? You know I... I can't, he's there and...
Vision and his parents were waiting for her. She just started walking as you kept apologizing. She felt numb through the rest of the night.
Her boyfriend and his family did the most of the talking during the dinner.
She couldn't focus on anything that wasn't you. She had just left you. Alone. You had poured you heart out for her and she left.
You probably were devastated.
But what was she supposed to do?
She really was clueless. Everything happened so fast. And for some reason she felt like she needed to stand up for Vision. But she probably got too defensive.
Oh god it was really a mess.
He was always right.
They used to have recurrent fights or disscusions because Vision felt like you liked Wanda more than just as a friend. But she always defend you from the accusations saying you were her best friend, nothing more. Maybe she tried so hard because she wanted to convince herself too.
That night she came home exhausted. She felt her body drained from any energy or motivation.
Her brother was still awake and when he heard she was back he walked to her room to ask about how her night went.
She tried to put on a brave face but the moment Pietro flashed her a warm smile she broke down in his arms crying.
She vent to her brother all night long, letting him know everything that had happened at prom with you.
He didn't seem too surprised when she mentioned your love for her. Instead he only hugged her harder.
Pietro had been there for his sister since forever, their twin bond was something sacred for them, they were each other's best friends and obviously, each other's best confident.
He could still remember when a little 10 year old Wanda confessed to him that she wanted to kiss you. Some kids at her school had have their first kiss at recess that day and Wanda wanted to have her first kiss. With you.
That conversation followed so many others about her little, pure and innocent attraction towards you.
As she grew older those confessions ceased but Pietro remained as the front row witness of your undeniable love for each other.
- What am I supposed to do Pietro? I'm just really confused.
The white-haired boy smiled kindly at her.
- What do you feel like doing? Wanda we both know very well that you used to have feelings for Y/N, let's not fool ourselves.
Her brother was right, Wanda was well aware of her old feelings for you. Although she had worked so hard to buried them in the deepest place of her heart and mind, she could still remember how it was.
Who could blame her? She thought that forget those feelings was the best decision in order to protect your friendship. She never expected that some day you would feel the same way.
But there she was. Crying in her prom dress, secured in the safety of her brother's embrace, regretting every single second of that night.
- I truly don't know what to do Pietro... I feel like such an idiot and a bad friend.
- No Wanda, you're a human, there isn't a correct way to react to this kind of situation, you act out of impulse and natural reaction, there's nothing wrong with that.
- But I feel so bad... Y/N didn't deserve that... What do I do Pietro? Tell me...
- No sestra - her brother told her with a soft voice - I know, guilt it's a tricky feeling, but you need to figure out how to solve this problem, you can take your time and think about it but in the end it's gonna be up to you... Not me, Vision or Y/N... It's your decision Wanda.
Pietro gently kissed her sister's forehead and walked back to his room.
Wanda barely slept that night, too busy thinking in every possibility.
The next morning she received a text from Vision asking how she was doing and letting her know that he was gonna post a picture of the both of them from last night. She quickly understood the not so discrete hint and also posted a picture. She didn't feel like writing any caption so she just limited herself to type a red heart emoji.
The days passed and she used any possible excuse to avoid seeing Vision. She felt so bad for him too, he was oblivious of the situation, it wasn't fair for him either that his girlfriend was having doubts about her love for him and their relationship. It wasn't fair for him that all Wanda could think about was you.
A week later she got a text message from you. The first text you had send her since prom.
She doubt about opening it or not. What if it was a letter telling her how much you hated her now, asking her to never come close to you again, that your friendship was over and from that moment on Wanda had no place in your life.
After twenty minutes of debating with herself she opened the text.
It wasn't what she expected.
The text was long, as she expected, but there wasn't any hate on it. It made her cry, the way you expressed yourself and the way you perfectly described your feelings. She felt terrible when you apologized for making her feel uncomfortable. You could never.
She would never let anyone know the content of the letter, it was something she decided to keep for herself. A secret between you and her for only your hearts to know, hence she never mentioned your text to anyone. Not even Pietro. The letter becoming the first secret between the Maximoff twins.
Wanda's life froze for days, she didn't isolate herself like you, she just felt dead-walking everywhere she went. She was physically there but her mind was somewhere else. She was thinking about you.
But your text was clear. You needed time and space away from her. It hurt like hell but she respected you decision. Even when she wasn't sure if she wanted for you to forget her.
She got accepted into NYU, just like Vision. Her family threw a party for her and for the very first time in years you weren't present in one of her celebrations. Not that Irina Maximoff didn't call you, but mostly because you politely declined her invitation making up some lame excuse, thanking her though.
Some time later she was packing her entire life in a set of gray suitcases, ready to take a flight to New York and start her new life at college with her boyfriend by her side. It sounded like a dream if you hear it that way.
But for Wanda everything was like a nightmare. NYU was her college dream just because she always thought you would be with her. She wasn't even sure of the path she was following, she didn't know if she really wanted to study there anymore.
Her relationship with Vision was fragile. Since prom night Wanda drastically changed her affection towards him. She didn't kiss him anymore, they only had been in a few two or three dates after and the PDA was completely gone.
Vision wasn't a stupid guy. He noticed this changes since the very first day, but decided to keep silence. For some reason he thought that Wanda would come around again once they were in college together.
But during the first weeks in NYU everything went downhill. They both had classes all day and different schedules, so they didn't had too much time left to spent together besides the weekends. But even those days Wanda always had an excuse to avoid any plan: homework, an exam to study for, books she had to read, etc.
Vision grew tired of it by the end of the fifth week, after Wanda had canceled him for the third time in a row. Not caring about the fact that the girl told him she needed to finish a report for one of her classes he walked straight to her dorm and knocked on her door.
- What are you doing here? Vision I told you...
- I know, I know what you said, but I'm tired of it - he interrupted her - Weeks Wanda, it's been weeks since the last time we had a date, weeks since the last time we spent time together, I don't know what's happening but I demand an explanation now...
Wanda stared at him.
- I don't know what are you talking about Vis, I have so many things to do and...
- No! - he interrupted again - This isn't something that started just now. I felt it since a long time ago - he paused for a few seconds, stepping in completely in the room closing the door for privacy -ย Something happened at prom night, something changed that night... I don't know what it is but... Just tell me what is happening to us...
Wanda, who was now sat at the edge of her bed looked at him with teary eyes. She knew this had to happen at some point.
- I'm just tired Vision, I'm exhausted... - she said with trembling voice and some tears already falling on her cheeks - I'm going through so many changes in my life right now, I had this huge fight with my best friend and now we're not even talking anymore... Now I'm here in New York and I'm not even happy about it, I don't like the way my life is going right now... I'm not sure if NYU is what I really want and I'm questioning every decision I've made since the moment I decided to leave my prom party to go with you and your parents for dinner...
Vision didn't know what to respond to that. When he walked to her dorm that night he wasn't expecting this outcome.
- You wanted to stay? - he asked cautiously.
Wanda nodded.
- Why didn't you say anything then? We could've done something...
- I just thought that if told you I would've dissapoint you and your family. You are my boyfriend Vision, sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the relationship... And at some point I felt like I needed to make you happy...
- But were you happy? In our relationship?
- In the beginning, yes, I was delighted with the idea of us, of you... You made me really happy Vision... But then we started having all this problems and I always felt like a was giving too much without getting anything back.
- And why did you never say anything? - he said exasperated.
Vision wasn't one of those boys who are bad boyfriends and are aware of it. He truly didn't saw any of this coming.
He listened to Wanda attentive, letting her express every single thing she had to say. And as the girl talked he realized how trash of a boyfriend he was. He was respectful and never treated her bad, but he took Wanda for granted, not being the same boyfriend she fell for at the beginning. He understood the girl's disappointment on him, and as much as he wanted there was no way to turn back time.
After forthy minutes of talking, he stood for up from his seat in her bed, hugged her one last time and started walking out of the room.
- I'm sorry I wasn't a better boyfriend, you deserve so much better, I'm sorry this didn't work out - those were his last words for her before closing the door.
Wanda remained in her place for some seconds before start crying. She called her brother, although she knew it was probably and odd time in Switzerland she didn't know what else to do or who else to call for comfort. Vision was her boyfriend after all, they had been together for almost three years and it was impossible for her not to feel a hole in her heart. That night she cried her heart out, and did not attend her classes the next day, too energy drained to take a step out of her room.
Eventually she got better. After three weeks she bounce back from the break up. Although she still had a lot of issues to deal with, she felt relieved. For some reason it felt like someone had taken away some of the weight on her shoulders. She felt lighter.
Los Angeles
You were doing a lot better. Two months after your last break down you were happier than in the earliest months of college.
You decided to focus your attention on anything else but Wanda. You started to study a lot harder, focusing more on your notes and classes, and also got yourself into a hobbie: tennis.
Kate was in the tennis team since the beginning of the year, and when you told her you were looking for extra curricular classes she suggested her club.
You used to occasionally visit her during her trainings, you already knew the coaches and the rest of the team, so you figured it wouldn't be so hard to fit in.
The coaches were happy to welcome you and a few days later after filling your proper application you were officially in. The only condition was to do some extra training for some weeks until you could keep up with the pace of some of the other new girls. You promised to train after hours until you were as good as them.
That's how you met Sharon Carter.
The first day you stayed after hours to train you noticed immediately a blond, beautiful girl who arrived at the practice court about ten minutes after the other girls left.
You didn't recognized her, she wasn't part of the team, or anyone you've seen before.
She was also surprised to see anyone staying later in the tennis court after the usual practice.
- Oh hey, hi - you said approaching to her with a kind smile.
- Hello, uhmm I'm Sharon, Sharon Carter...
- I'm Y/N, Y/N Y/LN, a pleasure... Are you new here?
She laughed a little, denying with her head.
- No, I don't study here, I'm coach Peggy's niece, she allows me to use the court sometimes after her team's practice.
- Ohh, well it's a pleasure... I'm new in the team and I need to practice more hours to keep up with the rest... So I guess you'll see me around here more often
She smiled kindly.
- That's great, it will be good to have some company.
You smiled kindly and nodded.
A month after your first encounter Sharon became one of closest friends. You two had so much in common, you liked the same kind of music and most of your favorite sitcoms were also her favorites, so naturally you spent a lot of time together, getting to know each other deeper.
She told you about her sabbatical year and how she was still thinking about what college she would go to.
Eventually you became a better tennis player, but even when the coaches told you there was no need for you keep staying after hours, you kept doing it to spend time with her. And she would visit your dorm on a daily bases after classes
When Peter, MJ and Kate got to know her they didn't hesitate to start to tease you, referring to Sharon from that moment on, as your girlfriend. You just smiled shyly denying whth your head. Of course, Sharon was beautiful, but you couldn't say you were something more than just good friends.
You wouldn't even thought of that possibility until some weeks later when she suddenly asked you out. It wasn't that explicit, but the invitation was kind of obvious.
- Do you want to do something tomorrow? Like go to see a movie or have dinner? - she asked you nervously one afternoon while you were doing homework at your dorm.
- Sure - you answered without thinking too much - Where do you wanna go?
She paused for a second and you looked at her intrigued.
- Sharon?
She looked back at you smiling shyly.
- Well, I was thinking on going to have dinner at a nice restaurant, you know I have a reservation and everything...
- Oh - you said surprised but smiling too - Like a date?
She nodded nervously.
- Yes... Like a date... Would you like to go in a date with me?
Long story short, that date was the first out of so many others that followed it right after. You had a great time with her, and the affection felt almost natural between you.
Sharon never mentioned and label for the two of you, she would only say you were dating. She probably didn't want to push you, and you were thankful for it.
But she did used to hold your hand, kiss you, take you out, wait for you after classes and open all the doors for you. And you of course, reciprocated every kind action to her. You two were basically a couple without the label.
The first vacation came sooner than you thought and you found yourself saying goodbye to Sharonย with your luggage ready on your cab to take you to the airport.
- You know, you can visit me anytime - you said kissing her on the lips - If you need anything just call me okay?
She nodded and promised to visit you during your break, she would stay in Los Angeles for a while.
You knew it was a weird situation for you. Sharon was beautiful, kind, funny and you could definitely say you had feelings for her.
But deep down you knew Wanda was going to be back in town too, and you were well aware of the possibilities of you two finding each other at some places. It was impossible not to considering it was a three month break from college.
You felt you were doing a good job keeping her away from your mind. But you didn't know how it would affect your progress seeing her again. You weren't sure if she would speak to you, or if she would just pretend you didn't exist.
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Being back at home was good. You had missed your parents more than you would admit, and you definitely missed your mom's meals, finally getting to eat homemade food for the first time in months.
Your first week back was calm. You stayed at home most of the time hanging wi your parents and called Shaeron every night before going to bed.
It was the very first day of your second week when everything took a turn. You were talking with your mom about college and your classes when she mentioned Wanda.
- She left college after her first three months, she's been home since then and looking for a new option.
You were surprised to hear the news. NYU was Wanda's dream since forever, and you couldn't understand why she would drop it.
- She didn't tell you? - your mom asked at your astonishment.
She never heard the story of why you and Wanda stopped talking. In fact, she didn't even know you two weren't friends anymore.
- No, we've been distant since prom, we had a fight and we just... We're not friends.
- Oh I'm sorry honey, but maybe you can talk it out with her and fix things up, you two have been best friends for so long... Don't let this ruin all those years of friendship...
You smiled sadly nodding your head, not wanting to keep discussing about it.
On wednesday you, Kate, MJ and Peter went to the theater to watch the new terror movie. They mentioned some of your old high school friends were tagging along but you never expected to see Wanda. Ever since she dated Vision she stopped going out with your group of friends.
But she was there. It felt like slow motion for you. You were already inside the the theater when she stepped in. She looked at you shyly while greeting all of your other friends, never breaking eye contact with you.
When she was in front of you she hugged you tightly.
- Hi Y/N
You reciprocated the affection dumbly.
- Hi Wanda
- How are you doing? - she asked.
- I'm good - you answered shortly, awkwardly smiling - How are you doing?... My mom told me about NYU... I'm sorry it didn't work out.
She sighed.
- Yeah well, I'm better now, I realized it wasn't what I needed or wanted and I just dropped it...
You nodded.
- I hope you find something soon, you're brilliant, any school will be lucky to have you.
She smiled.
-Thank you Y/N...
Peter said the movie was about to start and you two followed him inside.
Wanda sat two spots from you, Kate and MJ in the middle and Peter on your other side. Some of your other friends sat next to Peter.
The rest of the group probably didn't notice it, but there was a certain tension between you and Wanda through the whole movie.
She was nervous.
From the moment Kate told her you were gonna be there she imagined a thousand of different scenarios of how it would be like.
Just like you, she wasn't sure if you would speak to her. After your last message to her she didn't have any contact with you. Not even when she wanted to tell you about her situation with college.
She knew she hurt in the past, but she missed your friendship more than anything. Even though she had deeper feelings for you, she would be happy if you wanted to be her friend again.
You, on the other hand, were really confused about how you felt. You thought that you would feel anger the moment you saw her, but you just felt awkward around her. Even after she broke your heart in a thousand pieces you didn't feel mad. Maybe those months of healing really made progress in you.
When the movie finished everybody said goodbye and walked to their respective car. When you were about to leave you saw Wanda texting on her phone and walking to sit on a bench.
You wanted to just ignored her and go back home but you just couldn't. So, against any common sense you walked straight to her.
- Hey, are you going home now?
She looked at you a bit confused.
- Yeah, well I'm texting Pietro to see if he's on his way, he told me he would pick me up...
You nodded.
- Oh sure, I forgot Pietro was home too... How is he doing? - you asked.
- He's fine, he told me he's doing great at college and at the athlete team... Ohh and that he met a girl, I think her name is Monica... They've been dating for a while now..
You smiled.
- Wow, I would never imagined Pietro finally settling down... That's fantastic.
- I know, he's really happy.
There was a moment of silence interrupted by a ding on her phone.
- Dang it... - she said after reading the text.
- What's wrong?
- Pietro forgot to pick me up... He's leaving the house just now....
You looked at her texting. You knew you would probably regret your next comment but you couldn't just leave her there at a parking lot.
- Tell him not to worry, I'll take you home - you said.
She looked at you surprised.
- Really?
You smiled kindly.
- Yeah, just like the old times, let me drive you home Wanda.
She accepted and the two of you walked to your car.
You turned the music on and drove to her house. But even with the noise from the radio, it felt like there was a dead silence in the car.
After the first three minutes she finally got the courage to speak.
- So, are you doing well? How is it like living in Los Angeles?
- It's been great so far, college has been fun and I really like the city, it's amazing.
- That's great to hear Y/N, I'm really happy for you.
- Thanks.
Another moment of silence. You decided to be the one to speak this time.
- I know I said this before but I'm sorry about NYU, it must have been really difficult to take a decision like that...
Wanda sighed nodding.
- Yes, it was, but at the same time it was easy for me to understand that it wasn't something I liked, it just never felt right... The hardest part was telling my parents... That was scary.
- Yeah, I can imagine... But your parents love you, I bet they understood...
- Yes they did, although they asked me like a million times if I was sure... They even made me doubt sometimes...
You both laughed.
- Oh missed this - she said smiling.
Your laugh died and you swallowed nervously.
- What? - you asked.
She looked at you.
- Us. I miss you Y/N, so much... I miss our friendship.
You weren't expecting that answer. You didn't know what to say, although it was obvious you had miss those moments too. And it only made you feel guilty.
- Wanda... I'm sorry I ruined everything for us... I shouldn't have tell you anything that night...
You didn't look back at her, but she did look at you.
- Y/N, you didn't ruin anything... That night it was me the one that screwed up.
- No - you answered - You had a boyfriend and I was your best friend, I wasn't supposed to feel anything other than a friendship... And even if I did I should never tell you just because you were happy with Vision... I should've respected that.
Another silence.
- Can we please drive somewhere else to talk? - she asked.
-To talk? - you asked unsure of what it meant.
- Yes, I feel we need to sort this out, I really miss you Y/N... I wanna try to restore our old friendship... If you want it too, of course.
You thought about it before answering. After some seconds you changed the car direction.
- Yeah, let's talk.
You drove to a nearly park. It was getting kind of late and the place it was almost empty, just a few people walking by. Wanda found a bench for the two of you.
- I don't know what to say - you admitted nervously.
She looked at you.
- Well, first of all, I want you to know that you didn't ruin anything... I understand the reasons why you choose to cut contact with me, if anything I was the one to ruin our friendship, the way I reacted wasn't the best... I'm sorry for making you feel bad.
- Wanda...
- Let me finish - she interrupted you - I know you feel bad because you said you love me, but I want you to understand that I could have had a better reaction... Leave you alone in the hallway was the worst thing I've done.
- It's fine Wanda, you were respecting your relationship and Vision...
- I just wanted to say sorry Y/N, i wish I would had a better reaction.
You nodded.
- I appreciate your apology, but don't worry about it anymore ... I already forgive everything.
- You did? - she asked curious.
- Yes, I realized you were shocked with my confession... There was no way you would've react differently...
- Maybe it was... But there's no way to turn back time right? At least I finally got it out of my system, I wanted to apologize a long time ago.
You smiled kindly. The two of you stared at the sky in silence.
- Your text, the letter you sent me... I think I understood better after reading it... - Wanda said - Thanks for saying all of the nice stuff about me, you really are a goof friend...
- All I said was true Wanda, we've been best friends for so long I couldn't get myself to hate you.. I mean I probably felt like hating you back then, but that was probably more sadness than hate... But all the things I wrote were completely true.
She smiled and hugged you. The affection surprised you, but you just smiled and reciprocated the hug.
- So it's all good between us? - you asked - I want my best friend back.
- Yes! - she answered excited - Yes, everything is fine.ย
You smiled at her.
- I'm glad.
She was bouncing her feet happily.
- Now tell everything about UCLA, how you've been doing there?
You told her everything about college, your classes, your friends, about your tennis games and everything than ran through your mind in that moment.
You mentioned Sharon briefly, not paying too much attention to the details of your relationship with her.
And the she dropped the bomb: she told you she broke up with Vision.
She explained to you her reasons to end up the relationship and you did nothing but listen.
And when she cried, telling you about her breakdown in college and the moment she decided to leave, you hold her. For a moment it truly felt like you went back in time.
You drove Wanda to her home, and she told you she would call you to make plans for the rest of the summer.
Pietro said hi from his window and you smiled at the sight of your friend.
On the way back home you smiled to yourself. You had a warm feeling on your chest and felt butterflies in your stomach.
Everything was perfect for some days. You and Wanda spent more time together, you even helped her send her application letter to different universities, including UCLA. She wasn't sure at first, but you talked wonders about the college and about how amazing it would be to have her at campus until she finally accepted. It was only a matter of time to hear back from the universities.
But the following week you noticed Peter and Kate get suspicious and secretive around you. At the beginning you thought it was a little bit odd, but then they started to laugh everytime you walked into a room.
It got to a point where the situation became unbearable.
- Okay what is happening? - you finally asked them one day before getting into the movies.
Kate looked at you nervously.
- What....What do you mean? Nothing is happening...
You looked at Peter.
- You will tell me what is happening Peter Parker... Everytime I walk into a room you two laugh andย you've been too secretive lately.
They looked at each other.
- Let's tell her Peter, she will have too know anyways - Kate said.
- Tell me what? - you asked confused - I'm not mad or anything I just want to know...
Peter sighed.
- We planned a surprise with Sharon... She's coming to visit in three days.
It ttok you a second to react, and when your brain finally understood what they just said you couldn't help but smile.
- Really? She's coming?
- Yes - Kate answered happily.
- Why didn't you tell me before? I could have help her... Does she have a flight yet? Or do you want me to...
Peter interrupted you, giggling at your excitement.
- Hey Y/N, don't worry, everything is fine and ready, she'll be here in three days, her flight lands on Saturday at noon...
You smiled again and thank them both for their help.
Wanda arrived later that afternoon. Neither of you mentioned Sharon through the whole movie, it was just when you were driving Wanda home when she noticed you were happier than other days. Peter and Kate were in the car with you too cause you asked them to go to house to arrange everything for Saturday.
- You look pretty happy today Y/N - she told you.
- Well, I feel really happy Wanda - you answered with a smile.
- Can I know why? - she asked happily too.
That's the moment it dawned to you. You never told Wanda about your relationship with Sharon. And as you were thinking of this realization, Peter was faster than you to answer to her.
- She's happy because her girlfriend is coming to visit her on Saturday - he explained.
- What?! Your girlfriend?! - she asked confused.
Wanda was shocked to say the least. You never mentioned a girlfriend on the days before, and the news hit her like a bucket of ice water. She didn't know how to feel about it.
You two were recently fixing your friendship. She didn't know if you were still having feelings for her cause she never asked you in order to not jeopardize what you had. But a girlfriend was a factor she didn't consider.
- Yes! Her name is Sharon, we've been planning this surprise for days - Kate explained.
That's when you interfiered.
- She's not my girlfriend - you said nervously looking through the mirror to see your friends - Sharon is my friend, I think I mentioned her before...
Wanda tried to remember and she slightly nodded. She remembered that name.
- So... she's not your girlfriend? - Wanda asked.
You looked at her unsure of what to say.
- Well... It's complicated, we've been dating for a few months now, but we haven't... You know... Make it official
She nodded again as she swallowed dry.
- Maybe it's time Y/N - Kate interrupted - You could ask her now that she's coming... We can help you!
Peter second Kate on the idea and they started rambling about it.
But you noticed a change in Wanda's behavior. She wasn't laughing anymore. Suddenly she got quiet.
You bumped her shoulder to caught her attention.
- Hey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my relationship with Sharon, and it's not because I didn't want to... I just forget about it to be honest, and as I said, Sharon and I... We're not officially together yet, we're just... - before you could finish your sentence she interrupted.
- Hey Y/N, it's fine, don't freak out about it... It's just it took me by surprise, but I'm happy to see you happy...
She gave you a reassuring little smile.
- Thanks for understand Wanda... It's been difficult for me to open myself to this feelings... I think it's the first time I I say I'm dating Sharon out loud.
_ I get it, it can be complicated, but don't worry Y/N, if you and Sharon are comfortable with what you have, you don't need to rush it.
You smiled and her.
_ Thank you - you said.
It looked like the conversation about Sharon died right there, but the moment Wanda stepped in her house, she walked straight to her brother's room.
- I just don't know how to feel Pietro... I'm really confuse. I know it might sound selfish to say but I can't believe she didn't tell me before about this girl.... Everything would have been different
- What would've been different? - he asked
- Well, you know, the approach with her... You know I like her Pietro, since we were little, and now that i broke up with Vision... I thought she was single... You know what I mean.
Pietro analyzed her sister's expression.
- You were expecting to date her?
She sighed.
- Well, not straighly date her but... I was expecting some sort of awakening for us... The start of something more.
Pietro looked at her worried.
- Wanda, don't joke around this... You know she loved you, but now with this new information maybe it would be better if you move cautiously... I wouldn't want for you to get hurt.
Wanda buried her head in her hands desesperatly.
- I truly believed this would be our chance... We could be something more...
- You can daydream all you want Wanda, but the truth is, she has a girlfriend now and you have to accept it. And let me be honest with you, I don't think it was correct from you to go close to her with those ulterior motives, if you wanted to date her you should have told her before offer a friendship.
- No, I truly wantย to fix up our friendship, it is the most important thing for me to save. I just thought it would be nice if something else happened...
Pietro sighed.
- Well, I wish you good luck sestra, when this Sharon girl arrivesย you're gonna need to find the strength to see her fooling around with Y/N, and I can tell you, it's not gonna be nice...
Wanda barely slept that night. She imaged how would it be with Sharon around. And she thought that it was probably what you felt when she started dating Vision, you had to see her with another person, basically being replaced.
Ohh, only if she knew back then about your feelings. For sure everything would be different.
And she wasn't wrong.
From the moment you picked up Sharon at the airport you two became inseparable, although she was stying at Kate's house cause she basicallyย lived in the Bishop's mansion, so there was more than enough room for her.
Wanda told you to enjoy the first days with her alone. She said you could show her the town and explore the place together, she would tag along later.
You thought it was a good idea. But you also noticed a changed in Wanda's behavior since Peter and Kate mentioned Sharon was your girlfriend. You didn't want to speculate around her feelings, but you couldn't help but ask if she was feeling left out, or replaced. You two were recently getting close again and you didn't want anything to jinx the progress.
But no, Wanda said she wanted to be your friend again. Nothing more.
Sharon was being a delight, as always. Being with her was easy, you never had to think too much about it. And that was probably what you liked more. But now, with her in town you felt tlike something was missing. Sharon made you happy, and she was a good company, but something felt odd at the thought of being more than just... that.
However, you took her to all the fun and interesting places around, telling her a little about the local stories. Peter and Kate sometimes would go with you, but they left you alone as much as possible, totally rooting for you two.
It was on her fifth day there when you planned to visit the amusement park with Sharon, Kate, Peter, Wanda and some other friends.
Wanda was a nervous wreck to say the least. She was wondering how this new dynamic would be. She knew you would spend more time with your girlfriend, she knew you would kiss her and hols her hand and make her laugh. So she prepared herself to control any sort of jealousy reaction she could have.
But the reality hit her as soon as you parked in front of her house to pick her up. She naturally walked to the copilot seat, only to find a blonde girl already sitting there.
- Hey Wanda, this is Sharon Carter, my friend from college. Sharon this Wanda, my best friend - you made the introductions, and the two girls smiled, saying how pleasure was to meet each other.
- I guess you're having a backseat today Maximoff - Kate said, opening the door for her.
- Yeah, I guess today I will be third-wheeling you and Peter back there - Wanda replied, laughing at the guy's reaction.
You laughed at the joke too. Luckily for her you didn't noticed that theย passive aggressive answer to Kate was because she felt uncomfortable with the situation.
The rest of the days didn't turn easier for her. You would spent most of your time with Sharon, making silly jokes and fooling around.
Wanda undoubtedly felt jealous. She couldn't help it. And she hated herself for making you feel the same way when she was with Vision.
At some point she just stopped showing up for your get-togethers. She knew she was being selfish, but seeing you with Sharon was driving her mad. Everytime she tried to spend time with you, Sharon had to be there.
But her breaking point reached her on Kate's birthday party. In the middle of the reunion, Sharon's parents called her and she walked up stairs to attend the call.
Wanda found you sitting alone in the sofa and she decided to go talk to you. She was finally having your attention all to herself, you were telling her some dumb joke about ballons, a little bit flushed because of the drinks you had that night, your hair alredy a mess after dancing... She thought you looked beautiful. She tucked a hair behind your ear and you smiled sweetly at her...
It was a very cute moment, just you two talking, so close from each other. Until a pair of arms suround you from behind, you looked up from your seat on the couch and smiled at Sharon.
- Hey! Did you finished the call with your parents? - you asked her.
- Yeah... They just wanted to know about my week but a cut the call soon to be back... Did i miss anything? - she asked, looking at Wanda and you.
- No, i was just telling some jokes, and Wanda was the lucky one to hear them - you said.
Sharon hugged you tighly and Wanda wanted nothing more but dissapear.
- Oh well, i hope Wanda doesn't mind but i need to steal you for a second... there is something i wanna tell you.
Wanda denied with her head.
- Oh no, itยดs alright, i was about to leave anyways... Pietro is in his way to take me home so... I should be getting ready.
You said goodbye to Wanda and followed Sharon out to the garden. Wanda remained in place, looking at your hands intertwined with Sharon as you walked out. She left the house as soon as you were out of her sight.
Sharon Carter was a very intelligent girl. Her aunt Peggy taught her to be perceptive, to pay attention to the little details, so it was no surprise to know that she almost immediately noticed the tension between you and Wanda.
She wasn't aware of the full story, she only knew that you and Wanda had a fight before leaving for the university, but it was fixed almost immediately as soon as you had the opportunity to talk about it.
But she had a feeling that there was something more than just "friendship" problems. And that feeling sting her harder the moment she saw you and Wanda talking on the couch. She was too close to your face, and the smile you were giving to her... She needed to do something.
That is the reason why, that night, she asked you to be her girlfriend. You were a bit tipsy, and the euphoria of the moment made you say yes to her right away.
It was just the next morning, when you woke up a little hangover when you realized what had happened last night. You wanted to feel happy, but something just didn't feel right.
Sharon was a great a person, and you knew she would be an amazing girlfriend but now that you were official, something felt off to you.
Perhaps it was because it took you so long to be an actual couple. However, you couldn't just go and tell her you weren't sure about being her girlfriend. You felt some sort of responsibility towards her, like you needed to respond to her feelings. You couldn't just ask her to go back to just date again.
So you got use to the idea of being girlfriends. It couldn't be that bad. At the end, you liked her, she liked you. It could actually work.
Wanda found out about your, now official, relationship a few days later. She noticed how Sharon started to use pet names with you "Babe this... Babe that". She also started to be more affectioned towards you, increasing the PDA at a hundred percent.
She cried once you confirmed it to her. Not in front of you, of course, but at the safety of her room.
She knew she didn't have any right to feel that way, but she couldn't help it. She wish it was easier to let you go.
You still tried to make time for her though, not wanting to jeopardize your just restored friendship. But Sharon always wanted to tag along in your plans. One day Wanda just stopped going out with you, avoiding any uncomfortable moment between your girlfriend and her.
You noticed this change in her behaviour, and when you expressed this concerns with Sharon, she just brush it off saying: Well, perhaps it's for the best, that way we can make more plans for the both of us.
You were confused at her answer, but you just let it go. You'll make plans with Wanda later to talk to her alone. Sharon, in the other hand, made her goal to keep you as away from Wanda as possible.
In the latest days of summer your friends planned a weekend getaway to go camping. Wanda didn't want to go, but everyone told her it would be fun. She turned down every invitation until you were the one to ask her to go. When you knocked on her door that night she didn't find the strength to say no to you. It would be just one night though.
So, there she was, walking next to Kate and Peter looking for a good place to establish the camp. You were walking some steps ahead of them with Sharon by your side, and Wanda was already regretting going.
You had planned spend time with her during the camp. That's why, the moment you found the right place, you asked Wanda to help you set up the tents, meanwhile, Kate asked Sharon to help her take out from the cars all the food they brought.
Sharon walked away, not without giving you a last glance. All she saw was Wanda smiling at you while you read the instructions for the tent.
At night, Sharon asked to talk to you in private. You had spend all the day bounding with Wanda, laughing and making jokes, and you could tell Sharon wasn't happy at all.
- I just don't understand why are you so determined on spending time with her... I'm your gilfriend and i'm here, you should be spending more time with me - she said.
- Sharon, i'm sorry if you felt left out, but Wanda is my best friend... we've been distant lately and i wanted to spend more time with her before the summer ends.. you and me, we alredy spent a lot of time together...
She sighed.
- I know baby, but she needs to understand you have a girlfriend now, that she is not your main priority anymore... Now, please, let's just go to eat some smores and have a fun night.
You just nodded and she kissed you.
You were mad at her. For some reason. Deep down in you, a tiny voice was trying to scream. And that voice was saying that Wanda would always be your main priority.
Later at night, when you found yourself unable to sleep, you sneaked out of the tent you shared with Sharon. You were surprise to find Wanda sitting next to the campfire.
- Hey... Can't sleep? - you asked to caught her attention.
She turned to look at you.
- Yeah, something like that... Kate snores - she said smiling.
- Ohh really? - you laughed - That's quite funny... So you can't sleep because of her snores?
She nodded.
- Yep, i'm kind of a light sleeper, any sound can keep me awake all night.
- Well, then i'll be glad to stay awake all night with you - you said taking a seat next to her.
- Are you sure you want to do that? - she asked- I kind of noticed that Sharon...
You interrumpted her.
- I know, but i don't care. Wanda you're my best friend, if i wanna spend time with you i will spend time with you... I'll deal with Sharon later.
Wanda felt nostalgic at your words.
- What's wrong? - you asked.
She looked at you.
- It's just that... your a better friend than i am. You have a girlfriend and still try to make time for me... i never did that back when i was with Vision.
You smiled at her words.
- Wanda... we are kind of adults now, if i kept acting like when i was in high school i would have a problem. I'm more mature now, i guess i can have a girlfriend and a best friend. You were younger and he was your first boyfriend, i now understand why you acted like that.
- This is what i'm talking about, you're a better person than me Y/N, i don't deserve you.
- Hey don't say that. You are one of the best persons i know Wanda, you can't keep punishing yourself for things you did when you were 16. Like i said the other day at the park, i forgive you, i did it a long time ago.
She looked at the sky.
- I just wish things were different. If only i could turn back time... - she said desperate.
- Wanda please stop, let's just enjoy this moment, okay?
You offered her a hug that she replied immediately. Then you just chill under the stars.
- I got into UCLA - she said out of nowhere after some minutes.
- What? - you asked excited - Are you serious?
She nodded her head smiling.
- Yes, the letter came in this morning... I got in.
- Wanda that is amazing... we will be together in college, like we always dreamed about!
You kept celebrating her for some more minutes and then you just went on talking about the campus and the city.
Wanda watched you in awe, how your eyes sparkled when you talked, the way you smiled and expressed. And she fell deeper for you. When she heard you talk about your future plans with her she couldn't help but daydream about a life by your side.
She daydreamed about living with you, being your girlfriend, marrying you, having kids with you... God, she wanted you bad.
That's why, immersed in the euphoria of the moment, the next words came out of her mouth.
- I love you so much...
And your whole world stopped right there. You stopped your explanation of why your dorm hall was the best in the campus to look at her straight in the eyes.
- What?
Wanda knew there was no turning back. She said it, and she decided to stand to her words.
- I love you so much Y/N, you really don't have and idea of how much. I love your eyes, your voice, your personality; i love your stupid jokes about life... I love how you talk, how you move, how you walk. I love how you treat me, how you protect me. I love how, despite everything i've done, you're still by my side... I think i just love everything about you.
You hear her speak and your heart beat at hundred times per second. The words you always wanted to hear, she was finally saying them.
- Wanda, what are you talking about? - you asked, still in disbelief.
The girl's heart was about to explode. But she needed to keep talking, she couldn't stopped just then.
- Y/N I don't expect you to reciprocate my feelings, not after everything I put you through... But i just need to come clean, can i be honest with you?
You nodded dumbly. You had so many questions, but you knew nothing would come out of your mouth. So you let her talk.
- Y/n i drop out off college because of you, and before you blame yourself, it was mostly because i missed you... You and i had a dream, going to NYU together was our thing, and it shouldn't have been with Vision... I guess, not only the college thing but everyhting, it was never Vision. It was you all along. You were my first love Y/N, i shouldn't have give up on you... on us. Yes, our friendship is the most important thing for me, but if we could be something more... Ughh, now things are just weird between us, and that sucks... and i miss you - she knew she was rambling, but she needed to get everything out - and now you're with someone else, and that's fine but, i just wish it was me... Because even when i made mistakes, it was always you.
When she finished talking you were loss for words. Your heart, your mind, nothing was working correctly. It was like the whole world faded because Wanda told you she loved you.
That's all your mind registered: she loved you.
- Wanda... i don't know what to say to be honest - you said.
She was a mess, her heart was beating like crazy, she was all flustered because of the nerves and her whole body was shaking. She wanted to hear your answer, but she was also afraid of what she might hear.
- I wish things were different too... - you said looking at her - You know, i'm really confuse right now. Sharon... she's someone special to me, i wouldn't want to hurt her, i guess now i understand what you felt about Vision. But, i want to be honest with you too... I don't want to lose you again, you're even more special to me... I want you to be in my life forever. It truly seems like timing never work for us, right? - you joked, making her smile a little - We can be friends Wanda, i'm really excited to be in college with you, if you want that too... I just don't want to lose you.
She started to cry.
- Oh Y/N, i would love to be in your life forever, even if you're not with me, i don't want to lose you either... Thanks for giving me a second chance.
You hugged her even tighter than before, now crying as well. You two stood there for some minutes, melting in each other's embrace. When you broke the hug you noticed it was almost 2 am, so you decided to go back to your tent, wishing her good luck with Kate's snores.
You didn't have much sleep that night though. Your mind kept you up all night.
Wanda told you she love you. She confessed her feelings for you and now it was up to you to take the chance. You looked to your side and found Sharon sleeping soundly. You knew it was unfair for her that you felt that way, but you couldn't deny your feelings: deep down you knew it was Wanda, cause it had always been Wanda.
The next morning you and your friends left the camp and went back home. Sharon noticed you were a little bit quite, but when she asked you about it you just said it was because you hadn't sleep well. Wich wasn't completely a lie.
You spent two days more with her before she flied back to Los Angeles. She was excited cause she got her acceptance letter from Princeton. You were happy for her too, but the situation made you wonder about your future with her. She wouldn't be around UCLA anymore, and that would change your whole dynamic.
She told you not to worry, kissed you one last time and went back home.
In the remaining days you prepared your luggage to return to the university.
Wanda was in some sort of trance. After you told her to be just friends she felt happy cause you would still be in her life, but she also was sad because it wasn't in the way she wanted.
When she told everything to Pietro he told her it was brave to come clean with you, but he was also worried for her sister's feelings.
- I know Y/N well enough to know she won't hurt you, but i'm worried you two are making a mistake. This whole thing of "let's just be friends" can be risky for the both of you.
She just replied:
- We're still friends and that's all that matters, we'll live our college dream together and everything will be fine.
You flied back to Los Angeles, now with Wanda and her parents.
Pietro flied back to Switzerland.
And Sharon flied to New Jersey.
The first weeks of the course went normal. Wanda loved the campus and was thrilling because you were there with her. You showed to her all of your favorite spots and you two settle a schedule to spend time together, mostly studying.
Wanda immediately felt the change from NYU. She was genuinely excited for her classes, she genuinely loved the school, she didn't have to pretend cause she felt happier.
You were happier with her there too. Although something was still feeling out of place.
You thought it was because Sharon wasn't there anymore. You used to call her every night to tell her about your day. She told you all about her campus and her program. You listened to her attentive, but she knew something was off. She could feel it too.
But both of you were too afraid to mention it.
The days passed, and everything felt like a roller coaster for you: in the day everything was exciting and brilliant because you spent it with Wanda. But at night, when you talked to Sharon over the phone, everything felt wrong. Every night you went to sleep with a pit in your stomach wondering why you couldn't be happy with Sharon, but why you felt so complete with Wanda.
Sharon Carter was a very intelligent girl. From the moment you told her Wanda was going to be with you at UCLA she knew you two were doomed. She didn't have to know your complete history with Wanda to know she was someone special for you. Someone who she couldn't compete with, cause she'll always lose to Wanda if it was up to you.
But as intelligent and perceptive as she was, she was firstly, a girl in love. So, leaving behind any insecurity, she was hoping you would chose her. That's why she tried to make things work for the two of you, for as long as she could. A month was enough to completely wear out your relationship.
As intense as her love was, she knew she couldn't alter the course of fate. She recognized that you had alredy found your way with another person, and Sharon understood that she had to let you go, accepting that this time, she couldn't change the destiny of your love.
Sharon called you, like every night. But this time there wasn't any softness in her voice. You knew, from the moment she said you needed to talk, what was the night was heading to.
The conversation was long, tired, and full of regretness. She regretted meeting you. You regretted taking it too far. Both of you regretted making each other so unhappy.
Needless to say, it wasn't an amicable breakup. She cried and you didn't stop asking for forgiveness until she said goodbye and hang up the phone.
You spent your night alone. You cried, but when the sadness left your body completely, you felt lighter. As if the crying had washed away the guilt and the weight from your soul.
The next day you told Wanda about your break up with Sharon. She asked you if you were okay and you mindelessly said yes.
- C'mon Y/N, you know you can be vulnerable with me, there's no need to put on a brave face.
You insisted that everything was fine, and after a few more attempts, she dropped the subject to avoid making you uncomfortable.
She was surprised to hear the news. Sharon seemed like a nice girl, and even when she knew she wasn't veey comfortable with your frienship, she wanted for you to be happy.
She tried to avoid having any inappropriate thoughts, but she couldn't stop herself to wonder about you and her. She knew you had just come out of a relationship, everything was still too fresh, but deep down, a flicker of hope had ignited in her.
You on the other hand was confused with yourself. You wanted to feel bad, to be sad, to grieve your relationship with Sharon. You felt like a complete idiot for not feeling bad. God, your girlfriend had broken up with you, and it had mostly been your fault, but you couldn't feel sad. After crying that first night when you broke up, you never cried again. Now what you felt was guilt for feeling nothing.
Some days later Wanda asked Pietro to call you. She was worried about you cause she thought you were keeping all your pain to yourself. So she decided to call in the big guns.
When you saw Pietro's name on the phone you were excited but a little confused. He made small talk for a while and told you about Switzerland and his girlfriend. When he finally dropped the bomb on why he called you, you couldn't say you were surprised.
- She's just worried about you Y/N.
You sighed.
- I know, but there's no need to be worried, i'm fine.
- Y/N, i'm on the other side of the world and i can tell you're not fine, i can hear ir in your voice. Wanda thinks you're keeping it all to yourself and she just wants you to have someone to talk.
You knew there was no use in trying to denied anymore. Pietro was a close friend. You grew up together as well. He was like a brother to you. That's why you decided to finally speak to him.
- It's just that... I have nothing to talk about Pietro.
You told him all your concerns about your break up with Sharon and you vent with him.
He listened to you carefully, not saying anything at first.
- Why do I feel like crap? - you asked when you finished - I really wanted this relationship to work, i felt something for Sharon, without a doubt. But when things fell apart i felt almost relived that it was over... I'm such a jerk.
- No, you're not, everyone has a way to cope, and just because you're not miserable and sulking doesn't mean you're bad, please don't torture yourself over it. You truly believed you wanted to be with her, you gave your best effort in that relatioship but you can't force yourself to love someone. Sharon was special, but maybe you tried too hard to love her. But why?
You felt your heart racing at his question. You knew damn well why.
- I think i was afraid of what could happen if i wasn't with Sharon.
- So you used her... and don't get me wrong, it can be really fun as a distraction, but when it's over, you think about the girl you really like, the one that broke your heart. Maybe that's why you feel nothing but freedom. Now you can make your own decisions Y/N.
You ended the call a minutes later.
For some days you thought about what Pietro said. You were experiencing so many emotions that you asked Wanda to suspend you study sessions together for a few days.
Wanda thought you were taking time apart from her because of your break up. Maybe you wanted time for yourself without her.
It sucked for her cause she believed you were best friends again. But even if you weren't her best friend, she knew you would always be friends.
It was almost ironic. You two never got the timing right. She shot you down and then you did the same to her and now...
She needed to focus her attention on something else.
She sent you a text letting you know she would be at the volleyball tryouts, so if you needed anything you'll knew where to find her.
You texted her back a thumb up emoji and a happy face, wishing her good luck.
You were alone in your room when suddenly Pietro's words rang in your head: Now you can make your own decisions Y/N.
A power took over your body and you walked out of the dorm hall to go to the volleyball court. You were nervious, but you had something to do.
Wanda was talking to the volleyball coach in her office, answering some medical questions fro the formal papers, when you suddenly opened the door.
- Y/N, what are you doing here? - she asked confused.
- Hey, emm i'm sorry coach, i just have to say something...- the coach nodded at you and you looked back at Wanda - Um, are you free for dinner tonight?
- Yes - Wanda said shocked.
- All right, then it's a date... - you said smiling and closing the door to leave.
Wanda smiled like never before. She felt on cloud 9. Her face was all red and her body shaking in excitement. She looked at the coach, rememebering where she was.
- I'm sorry, what was the question? - she asked nervously.
A/N: sorry if there's any grammatical mistakes, it's 3:25 in the morning.
It was a rainy saturday afternoon and Elizabeth was finishing her grocery shopping, after spending the last thirty minutes finding everything she had wroten on her little list, she was ready to go home.
Waiting on the line to pay was one of the most boring things on earth. Or at leat that's how it felt for Lizzie.
But there she was, all hid behind her blue dodgers baseball cap, her big black sunglasses and her face mask. There were three people in front of her, she just needed to be a little more patient.
She looked on the shelves around her and pick up a chocolate bar to put it in her basket. A magazine standing next to the other candies caught up her attention.
Her face was all over the cover, and a slightly smaller picture of you on her side, only with a heart break image in between. She couldn't help but roll her eyes before reading the headline on it.
"Actress of the moment Elizabeth Olsen and her girlfriend, writer and director Y/N Y/LN: rumors on their broke up."
She left the magazine back on the shelf and noticed similar headlines on the other magazines behind it.
"What's going on between Elizabeth Olsen and her ex-girlfriend?"
"Everything we know about the rumors between Elizabeth Olsen and Y/N Y/LN"
She didn't even bothered to read them, it was ridiculous the way press was trying to dig into her private life.
Luckily for her, the line moved fast and in less than twenty minutes she was walking back to her car.
On the way out she spotted two or three paparazzi taking pictures of her. She pretend she didn't see them but she moved her groceries to her car quicker than other days to get out of that place as soon as possible.
On the drive home she felt her heart beat raising and her hands shaking, knowing she probably was having anxiety.
The moment she parked in front of her house she got out of the car and ran inside. She didn't notice the moment she started to cry but she could feel the wetness on her face.
Once she was in the safety of her home she finally tried control her breath in order to control her feelings. But it was hard to control them when all she could felt was her body going numb. It felt like she was going to faint.
That's when she felt a pair of arms holding her, and your familiar warmth that always helped her feel safe.
- Hey Lizzie, it's me, everything is fine darling, you're here, you're in home... Please baby breath with me okay?
She slowly nodded her head.
- Okay so deep breath in... And breath out... That's it, one more time baby...
Lizzie followed your soothing voice and after some minutes of breathing she finally felt her body relax, allowing herself to fall into your arms crying.
- Y/N... - she whispered with trembling voice.
- I'm here baby, I'm here.
You completely embraced her in your arms and she buried her face in the crock your neck, letting herself smell your scent. Something she has always loved.
Some minutes later she felt better and the two of you sat on to the couch in the living room to talk.
- What happened Lizzie? You had an anxiety attack...
- I'm sorry baby but when I was leaving the grocery store I saw some paparazzi taking pictures of me in the parking lot and I got scared... I was afraid they would follow me home like the last time...
- Oh darling I'm so sorry I wasn't there... You should've call me and would've been there as soon as I could... - you told her, holding her hand that was resting on your lap.
- No, I didn't want to disturb, I told you I would go alone and...
- I know but that doesn't matter, there's nothing more important to me than you... You're my girlfriend Lizzie, we're in this together.
She smiled and leaned on to sweetly kiss you on on the lips. You hold her face with your other hand and deepened the kiss a little.
- I know, I love you Y/N, I'm sorry I scared you today.
- Hey it's fine, never apologize for something like this again, okay?
She smiled again and kissed you one more time.
- So, what do you say if you go rest a little and put on some comfy clothes while I go get the groceries from the car and park it in the garage...
- Oh no, let me go do that baby, you don't need to do it for me.
- I know but I will, you just had a shaken day and deserve to get some rest.
You didn't let room for discussion and she ended up giving up. Sometimes your stubbornness around taking care of her was adorable. One of the many reasons why she fell in love with you four years ago.
Lizzie went upstairs and followed your instructions. After changing her clothes into her pajamas and washed her face as she listened to her favorite playlist (the one you created specially for her) she went back downstairs to see what you were doing.
She found a lovely atmosphere with relaxing jazz music on the background and a wonderful smell all over the room.
She silently walked into the kitchen only to find you humming to the song playing as you finished fixing dinner for the two of you.
- That smells amazing honey... - she said hugging you from the back and resting her head in your shoulder.
- Thank you darling, I hope it tastes as good as it smells.
She laughed and helped you plate the food for you two to start eating.
- Do you wanna know what I found out today? At the grocery store... - Lizzie asked you half way through the dinner.
You looked at her smiling.
- What did you found out honey? - you asked.
- That we broke up again, for the second time this year - she said with fake worry.
- Oh no! That's terrible - you responded with the same dramatic tone - Did you broke up with me? Or was it me the one who screwed up?
She laughed.
- I'm not sure darling... But I think it was your fault... - she told playfully.
- I know, it's always my fault, remember the last time we split up? I cheated on you with Margot Robbie... How could it happened again! - you said dramatically with a hand on your chest.
The two of you bursted into laugh and then went back to eat.
- I can't believe they keep going on with that, it's a little old-fashioned, don't you think? They're always saying the end is coming...
- Yeah, but I bet they make thousands with our faces in the cover...
The conversation moved from that and you started to tell her about your new project. You finally came up with the perfect name for it, something you had been thinking about for some weeks .
She listened to you smiling adorably. The way you moved you hands whenever you talked about your ideas and the way your hair flied with the wind blowing from the window. She loved you.
She didn't care if the world outside was pushing and shoving on her. She didn't care if they talked and gossiped around your relationship. She knew that, at the end of the day she would always come back home to you. You were the only person she would be vulnerable to, admitting that sometimes she was too soft for all the pressure that evolved her line of work.
You would hold her and kiss her. Listen to every single word that cames out of her mouth. You would always support her, be by her side though ups and downs, helping her with your best advices for her problems. You would be there even when she didn't love herself. Holding her hand through everything.
Cause all that you ever wanted from her was sweet nothing.
when will part 2 of this whole thing is feeling like jim and pam come out? love your stories btw๐๐
Well I'm having a kind of mental/creative block right now, for some reason I can't finish it, but if everything goes well probably it's gonna be ready next week ๐
Thanks for asking, I feel like I need the motivation to write faster hahaha ๐ and thanks for reading my other stories :)
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This isn't a question but I just wanna say I REAALLLY LOVE your fics, the angsty ones are just *chefs kiss* (in a way I've been craving for angsty fics, super grateful that I stumbled upon ur blog). I literally just read 4 fics straight, I'm hoping for a pt 2 on this thing is feeling like Jim and Pam. thts all and thakyou for the fics!!! LOVELOTS <3
Thank you so much for your nice comment! I never expected for someone to read my stuff but I'm glad you liked them all! โค๏ธ Yeah, I'm currently working on part 2, and maybe considering on make it a three part story! ๐ Again, thank you so much!
