Depressed Panda

Realizing that this wasn’t going to be as easy as he had thought, Fury instructed Steve, Sam, and Bucky to go after her seeing as Steve was a great communicator, but if things went wrong, he’d have backup.

Apparently two super soldiers and a trained fighter wasn’t enough because Blink had managed to transport them to the inside of a garbage truck, and the next thing they knew, they were being thrown into a mountain of trash at a dump site. The smell didn’t wear off for two days.

It was then that they realized that this girl wasn’t as mature as they had hoped she’d be, so they sent Clint seeing as he had a great track record with talking down younger people. 

“You have the eyes of a hawk, right? Let’s see if you have the flight of one.” The girl grabbed hold of Clint’s shoulders and used her powers to teleport them at about seven hundred feet into the air.

“Flap your wings, old man! You can do it!” Clint screamed as everytime they got close to the ground, the girl would grab his shoulders and teleport them back up at the same height, doing so about seven times before letting Clint down safely. 

She stayed to watch him vomit his lunch out before teleporting out when he shot at her with one of his explosive arrows. Clint was greatly considering permanently retiring after that one.

Nick then sent Peter to get her because he thought someone with Blink’s maturity level would go by better. 

Peter was then found hanging by his underwear on an American flagpole at the white house with an extremely painful wedgie within ten minutes of interacting with Blink.

Intrigued by all of this, Tony decided it was his turn to throw his hat into the ring. Tony knows how to deal with punk ass kids, simply because he used to be the biggest punk ass kid in the area. If you wanted to know how to handle one, you had to understand what it was like to be one, and Tony was the most well equipped for the job.

With the help of Bruce, the two created a scanner that could predict where Blink was going to be popping out when she teleported based on the energy waves she was emitting whenever she did. They wanted to make a trap that would stop her from teleporting at all, but they didn’t know enough about her powers yet to do that.

Out of everyone in the Avengers, Tony was the only one who got close to beating Blink. He was quick and calculating, but he was also managing to get through to her by speaking her language. She wasn’t able to play any tricks on him at all because he always grabbed a hold of her before she got him. 

He even managed to convince her to stop and listen to what he had to say. During that time, Tony had actually thought he had convinced Blink to join them. She was a talented kid who had a great understanding of her powers, she would be an excellent asset to their team. When Blink said she would think about it, Tony believed she would see reason.

Then three hours after she had left, a tweet went viral all around the world of a masked woman speaking into the camera.

“Yeah, I thought about it, and the answer is still no. Anyway, here is Tony Stark’s credit card information! Have fun with the shopping spree!” At some point during their talk, Blink had managed to pickpocket Tony’s wallet.

Thankfully the bank was able to cut his card off before it got too out of hand, but Tony had lost around two million dollars due to people all around the world using his credit card to buy whatever they wanted.

Needless to say, the Avengers’ egos were incredibly bruised, and Nick Fury was absolutely aggravated at having his best agents be defeated by some random kid. 

“Trained assassins. Super soldiers. Air Force member. Seven PhDs. Enhanced senses. Ir-”

“Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.” Tony interrupted, causing Nick Fury to send him the harshest glare he could possibly muster. Tony just shrugged in response, not at all bothered.

“How did we let this happen!” Nick Fury exclaimed, slamming his hands on the meeting table.

“We didn’t let it happen.” Clint defended.

“You all had your asses handed to you by some kid who graffitied boobs on the statue of liberty.” Nick Fury said angrily through gritted teeth. Pietro snickered at the words, but one glare from Fury made him quiet down immediately.

“I’m sorry, but how did your attempt at dealing with her go? Oh wait, you didn’t deal with her. Why are you speaking again?” Tony asked and Nick shook his head in disappointment. 

“This was supposed to be an easy mission. Get the kid to join the team, and then it’s done. The world’s greatest line of defense being knocked down by a kid wasn’t part of the plan.” Nick said.

“No offense, but you’re highly underestimating how capable that kid is. She caught all of us off guard, that wasn’t just some dumb luck.” Natasha explained.

“She obviously has no interest in joining us. We should just let her go instead of risking provoking her anymore.” Bruce said and the others let out tired and embarrassed words and noises of agreement. 

“We sent Vision out, didn’t we? Where is he? He should be back by now.” Just as Nick finished speaking, Vision phased through the wall with clown makeup on his face and a rainbow wig on his head.

“She used gorilla glue to attach it onto my head, and I can’t seem to get it off of me.” Vision explained after they all stared at him in complete shock silence. They would laugh if they weren’t all humiliated in the same way.

“Unbelievable.” Nick mumbled under his breath as Vision took a seat at the table.

“Why don’t we just let this one go? If we continue going after her, we could risk turning her into an enemy, which is the exact opposite of what we’re trying to do. We’ve been fine without her, it’s not like we’ll be losing anything by stopping.” Steve asked.

“No. The chase goes on.” They were losing something, and that was their pride. Nick hated to admit it, but he really didn’t like being made a fool out of some kid who got lucky with some powers. 

“We haven’t tried yet.” Pietro said with a raised hand, bringing the room’s attention onto him and Wanda.

“At this point, any attempt is welcome.” Nick said.

“Plus, I would personally like to see how Blink will be handling these two.” Tony added, causing the twins to glance at each other with slight worry.

“The next time Blink is sighted, you two will be assigned her case immediately. I suggest you start brainstorming ideas on how to stop her now.” Nick said before leaving the meeting room without another word.

And brainstorm they did. The other Avengers tried their best because they honestly wanted to see someone best Blink after the beating they had all gone through. A part of them wanted to be the one to defeat her themselves, but they were still recovering from the massive bruise she’s placed on their egos.

“We found her!” Bruce shouted as he ran into the main area of the compound where everyone was with a tablet in his hand. 

“Where is she?” Steve asked as they all stood up and approached Bruce who got Friday to display a map on the tv.

“You’re not gonna like this.” Bruce said as zoomed in on a map before settling on an area where a giant circle of energy waves was being emitted. 

“The Met Gala?” Pietro asked in confusion.

“We can’t intercept her there. It’s too much of a public place with a lot of people who we can’t risk getting hurt in an altercation.” Steve said as Bruce pulled up current live footage of the staircase entrance of the Met Gala. 

“Then we’ll go undercover. Simple.” Wanda said with a shrug as she sat down.

“Any time anyone has ever thought things would be simple with Blink ended up having the worst time of their lives.” Natasha said, subconsciously rubbing her forehead as she was reminded of how she had to rub her skin raw just to get that permanent marker out.

“But we don’t know when she’s going to appear like this again. It’s almost been a month since her last sighting.” Wanda started.

“There’s hundreds of people there and we don’t even know what she looks like.” Bruce said as they watched the venue start filling up with more and more people.

“Then we use the little scanner thing you and Stark made.” Pietro said with a shrug.

“It’s too risky. Like you said, she hasn’t made an appearance in a month, and for her to be sighted at an event as big as this obviously has to be a trap.” Steve said and the twins glanced at each other again, having a silent conversation with their eyes.

Truth be told, they were still being treated as rookies on the team. Peter gets treated more familiarly by the team than they are, and they think it’s unfair. If they were able to be the ones responsible for taking down the menace that’s been embarrassing the Avengers these last few missions, then it could be enough to fully prove themselves to the team.

They needed to go on this mission.

“You know, me and Pepper actually got invitations to go to the Gala. But Pepper came down with a really bad stomach bug, so we decided not to go. If you two really want to go, you’ll at least have the invitations for it.” Tony said, causing everyone to turn to him.

“As for the sensor, it’ll be simple enough to put that on a pair of glasses or contacts. You’ll just need a dress and a suit that won’t make you stand out.” Tony said as he pulled out his phone and started contacting some people in order to get Pietro and Wanda access to the Met Gala.

“Tony, you can’t be serious.” Steve said in disbelief.

“Surprisingly enough, I can. I learned that from you. I’m wearing my serious face right now, how is it? It also happens to be my best Steve Rogers impression.” Tony said, lifting his head and giving Steve a look that mimicked the expression he usually wore.

“That’s actually pretty good.” Bruce pointed out and Tony thanked the man, but continued focusing his attention on Steve.

“This is a bad idea. They aren’t even prepared for handling her in that kind of environment. We’ve prepared for a more private encounter, but this is the Met Gala.” Natasha had educated Steve on all the major celebrity events that happen each year, so he knows how big this event actually was.

“Each time we’ve prepared for an encounter with Blink, we’ve failed. Maybe the best plan is to just have no plan at all.” Tony countered. 

“We can’t risk all those people getting hurt. Blink is a wild card, we can’t predict what she’ll do.” Steve said, causing Tony to let out a scoff.

“What’s she gonna do? Murder a bunch of a-list celebrities and innocent staff members? She’s a kid, Rogers.” Tony said and Steve shook his head.

“Steve does have a point, though. We can’t be sure she won’t hurt people just because she’s a kid. I’ve seen kids as young as seven years old do worse things than most of you.” Natasha said and Steve sent her a thankful smile.

“Thank you, Natasha.” He said and Tony rolled her eyes.

“If I may.” Everyone turned to Vision who had remained silent during the entire discussion.

“During my encounter with Blink, I never got the impression that she wanted to do harm to anyone. Based on everything she’s done so far, it truly seems like she’s just a girl who has an affinity for practical jokes.” Vision spoke up.

“See, that’s why you’re my kid.” Tony said, sending Vision an appreciative nod.

“Plus, if she wanted to hurt people, she would’ve done so a long time ago. Before Fury sent you guys on her tail, she wasn’t really doing anything bad other than petty theft.” Wanda spoke.

They all recalled when they heard reports of a mysterious vanishing figure infiltrating a candy store and stealing all their marshmallows and Kit-Kats, along with a giant gumball machine that was returned the next day with a note that said ‘I thought it was real. My disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined.”

“Just let us take this mission. We’ll be subtle and handle it as quietly as possible. This isn’t the first time you’ve put us on a stealth mission, and if things start to go wrong, we’ll head back straight away.” Pietro said, but Steve still looked unsure.

“If you’re gonna go after her, maybe we should all go. Three people wasn’t enough to take her down, but maybe we could overwhelm her if we went at her all at the same time.” Steve suggested.

“Sure, because having all the Avengers suddenly make an appearance at an event without explanation totally won’t alarm the public and make them think they’re in danger of a world shattering threat.” Tony said and Steve let out a sigh. 

“Look, if we fail, we fail. It won’t be any different from your guys’ attempts, but at least we’d be able to try.” Wanda said with a shrug and Pietro nodded in agreement. 

“Besides, Blink seems to like laying low and being out of the public eye. I doubt she’d cause a scene at such a major event.” Pietro added and Steve glanced around at the rest of the team.

They all seemed to be okay with the twins going. If they thought something was wrong with it, they would speak up about it, but they were all silent. Realizing that he was outnumbered on the choice, Steve let out a reluctant sigh.

“Fine.” He said and Tony clapped his hands together.

“That’s great! Just in time too.” He said, and before Steve could even question anything, the door to the room opened.

“Do you know how difficult it is to get an entire glam team on such short notice? You owe me big time.” Happy said as he walked in with an entire team behind him.

Men and women with mirrors, makeup kits, a rack of extravagant clothing, and things of the sort walked in and started moving the furniture of the compound around to make space for them to set up. 

“You called a makeup team?” Natasha asked with a raised eyebrow.

“It’s the Met Gala, and they’re supposed to be undercover! If they lay low, they’re gonna end up standing out more than blending in.” Tony said as two people on the team led Pietro and Wanda over to two chairs they set up.

The team watched in amazement as Pietro and Wanda were completely glammed up from their hair to their makeup before they were quickly fitted into outfits that fit them perfectly in the way Peter’s suit would.

“Bruce, run to the lab and get me the glasses and contact lenses with the energy scanners I made.” Tony said to Bruce who turned to him with a look of shock.

“Have you been multitasking this entire time?” He asked and Tony furrowed his eyebrows at the question.

“You’re telling me you’re not constantly multitasking?” Tony asked, and instead of questioning him, Bruce just shook his head and ran to the lab.

Once they were all suited up and ready, Bruce came back and handed Pietro the glasses and gave Wanda the contact lenses. 

“Alright, you two might just be able to jump in and call yourselves fashionably late. I’ve already informed the staff and the press that you two will be making an appearance, so you have to leave now.” Tony said and Wanda and Pietro glanced at each other before leaving the room. 

“And don’t crash my car!” Tony shouted as he tossed Pietro his keys, which the boy caught with ease.

“Who would’ve thought we’d be attending a fashion event in Tony Stark’s car?” Pietro asked his sister with a smirk.

“Maybe being an Avenger isn’t so bad.” Wanda said with delight as they walked into the garage and caught sight of Tony’s car.

When arriving at the Met Gala, the press became even more hectic than they were at the sight of two Avengers. It was very rare for an Avenger other than Tony Stark to attend public events like these, so they were taking as many pictures as they could, and every interviewer was eager to hold a conversation with the twins.

Natasha had instructed them to do a few interviews, but reveal very little as possible about themselves. Wanda let Pietro do most of the talking since he’s always been better with people. 

When they got past all the paparazzi and interviewers, Pietro and Wanda carried onto the staircase and entered the venue. They tried their best to keep moving without stopping and gawking at all the a-list celebrities around them, but they couldn’t help pausing for a minute or two.

“Should we split up?” Wanda asked her brother who quickly took two glasses of champagne from a waiter who passed by them. 

“Sure. Meet back at the table once dinner starts” Pietro said, handing his sister the other glass. The two clinked their glasses together and drank before walking off into separate directions.

Wanda was approached by a few celebrities, and she tried her hardest not to look too starstruck whenever one she recognized made conversation with her. For a girl who grew up in poverty during a time where her country was a war ground, being around the elite class with nothing but glamour around her was very overwhelming.

She had almost completely forgotten that she was on a mission when Lady Gaga had approached her and told her how much she loved her dress. But the sound of Pietro speaking in her coms reminded her of how important it was that she stayed focused.

Wanda continued walking around the museum, looking at all the costumes on display while glancing through each guest to see if anyone looked suspicious or emitted some form of energy.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Wanda turned her head when a woman stepped up next to her and looked up at the mannequin in front of them.

“It is.” Wanda answered simply, pretending to analyze the outfit as if she knew a single thing about fashion.

“You know, the designer of this dress was actually Ernest Hemmingway in the twenties.” The woman started, causing Wanda to turn to her in surprise.

“Apparently the design of the dress came to him in a dream, and he commissioned a bunch of designers to make it, but none of them could get it right. He freaked out on a bunch of them. So he made it on his own, and this is the original piece.” The woman said and Wanda raised her eyebrows, impressed as she looked at the dress in a new light.

“Really?” She asked, still shocked.

“No, I made that up.” The woman said casually and Wanda turned to her in shock once more.

“What?” Wanda asked and the woman smiled at her.

“The story I just told you? Total bullshit, made it up on the spot.” The woman confessed and Wanda let out a laugh at the absurdity of the statement. 

“Why lie?” Wanda asked and the woman shrugged.

“What else am I supposed to do at this event? It’s so much more fun making your own stories about the origins of these dresses instead of analyzing the deeper meaning of it. Cause most of the time, there really isn’t.” The woman explained and Wanda smiled at the explanation, causing her to smile as well.

“Y/n L/n.” She said, holding her hand out to Wanda who took it with a smile. 

“Wanda Maximoff.” Wanda said and the woman smiled.

“So, what is an Avenger doing out here attending a fashion event instead of… I don’t know, saving orphanages or something.” Y/n asked and Wanda laughed softly at the words.

“Turns out all the orphanages are closed, so we had some free time.” Wanda joked and Y/n smiled in amusement.

“What, is the children’s hospital too good for you guys?” Y/n retorted, making Wanda laugh once more.

“You know I’m an Avenger, but what do you do?” Wanda asked, causing Y/n to furrow her eyebrows.

“You’re telling me you don’t know who I am?” Y/n asked in an offended tone. Wanda froze, eyes widening in shock as Y/n’s friendly demeanor completely disappeared.

“Oh, I’m not very updated with all the celebrities now, so I don’t-” Wanda was cut off mid-apology when Y/n started snickering before fully laughing.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I’m just a plus one.” Y/n said in the middle of laughing, and Wanda let out a breath of relief when she realized Y/n was just joking.

“You really love playing jokes, don’t you?” Wanda asked and Y/n smiled proudly.

“Life’s already way too dark to be serious all the time, I’m just making it more fun. Besides, jokes are great for the heart. Makes you laugh, gets your blood pumping.” Y/n said and Wanda smiled in amusement.

“Is that a medically proven statement?” Wanda asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, yeah. I read it on webmd, so you know it’s legit.” Y/n said and Wanda shook her head.

“Do you only speak in jokes?” Wanda asked half-seriously.

“Pretty much, but my mouth can do other things that can get your blood pumping.” Wanda’s eyes widened and she looked at the woman with surprise, though the woman was not fazed in the slightest, as if she had done nothing more than comment on the weather.

The comment came completely out of left field, but Y/n took it with confidence and was waiting on Wanda to respond with an intense stare in her eyes. It was sudden, and nothing could have prepared Wanda for such a brazen statement such as that, from a stranger nonetheless…

But she’d be lying if she said she was put off by it.

“Ms. L/n, are you flirting with me?” 

“It depends, but if I was, would you like me to continue?” Y/n asked with a charming smile.

A small laugh left Wanda as she looked the woman up and down. She was definitely easy on the eyes, and even in a room full of the best looking people in the world, Y/n still managed to take Wanda’s breath away more than anyone else. Not to mention the fact that she was funny and was already proving to be great company. 

The woman was incredibly attractive and had the ability to make Wanda laugh. Plus, she knew who Wanda was, and she didn’t seem at all afraid of her, unlike everyone else on the Earth who knew about her. So why in the world would Wanda be turned off by a woman like Y/n flirting with her?

Instead of giving a direct response, Wanda bit her lip and looked at the woman through her lashes, making Y/n’s pupils dilate as her eyes fell on Wanda’s mouth. The action made a smile appear on Wanda’s face as her face started to warm up, turning around and taking a sip of her champagne to hide her excitement.

“Wanda! Wanda!” Wanda looked around at the sound of her name being called, only to realize that it was coming from her ear piece. Right, she was on a mission.

“Excuse me for a second.” Wanda said with an apologetic smile to Y/n who smiled teasingly in return.

“Tease ‘em and leave ‘em, huh?” She asked and Wanda gave the woman a sly grin.

“Well, I can’t just give you everything right off the bat. Gotta leave them wanting more.” Wanda said and Y/n chuckled while shaking her head.

“You’re definitely doing a good job at that.” Y/n said in a low tone, causing Wanda’s heart to flutter.

She turned to leave, giving Y/n one last look over her shoulder before walking away. Wanda took a moment to catch her breath as she did. She’s been so busy working as an Avenger that it had been ages since she interacted with someone in a romantic way. 

Speaking of Avenger, she was on a mission, and her brother was calling for her. Wanda took out her phone and put it to her ear, pretending like someone had called her before unmuting her comms.

“What is it? Did you find her?” Wanda spoke, only for her brother to practically scream her ear off from excitement.

“Rihanna talked to me! Like, we had a full on conversation about normal stuff! That is so crazy!” Her brother gushed and Wanda rubbed at her eyes in irritation.

“You interrupted me for that?” Wanda muttered in annoyance.

“That, and Lizzo just told me I was her favorite Avenger and invited me to her next concert in Texas, so ha.” Pietro bragged, making Wanda let out a gasp.

“That is so unfair, I want to go too!” Wanda exclaimed with envy.

“She invited both of us, so we’re set!” Pietro added and a laugh of disbelief escaped Wanda, thinking about how fun it would be to be at a Lizzo concert, invited by Lizzo herself.

Only to remember that, once again, they were in the middle of a mission.

“Wait, no, Pietro, we’re getting sidetracked. We’re here to find Blink, not mingle with celebrities!” And flirt with really beautiful and funny women, but her brother didn’t need to know that part.

“Oh, come on, Wanda! When’s the next time we’re gonna be able to hang out with a bunch of famous people like this in an exclusive event?” Pietro argued.

“We’re literally Avengers, Pietro. We work with Tony Stark, how much more famous do you want?” Wanda asked.

“But he’s old and crusty!” Pietro said and Wanda rolled her eyes.

“Blink hasn’t even done anything. If she does, I swear we’ll be on her the very second she appears, but for now, let’s just enjoy it! It’s the Met Gala! This doesn’t just have to be a mission. We barely ever go out and take time for ourselves, when’s the last time we let ourselves have fun?” Pietro asked and Wanda let out a sigh, but thought over her brother’s words.

Her brother did have a point. Most of their time was spent working and going on missions, and during their time off, the two of them were always way too tired to do anything fun. The only time they ever really go to parties is when Tony throws his fundraisers, and even then, they were busy trying to get sponsors. Plus, everyone was always boring and old, and Pietro and Wanda didn’t really want to talk to those people.

Wanda looked back to where she was earlier to see Y/n talking to an a-list celebrity that Wanda couldn’t name. As if sensing that someone was watching her, Y/n turned away and her eyes caught Wanda’s in an instant. A smile appeared on Y/n’s face and she raised her glass of champagne and nodded at Wanda who smiled shyly before turning away. 

Maybe her brother was right. One good look around the area, and there was not a single energy reading in sight. Blink might not even be here, and if she was, she was probably just enjoying a night hanging around a bunch of famous people. With everything the Avengers knew about Blink, she really didn’t seem like the person to cause destruction, just light chaos. 

There was no sign of potential danger, and Blink was essentially harmless. The only reason she was on the Avengers’ radar was because she was seen using her powers, but she wasn’t a threat. Her and Pietro could just be wasting their breath, and they know they did this in order to prove themselves, but if there was nothing to prove, then why not have some fun?

It was good for the heart, after all.

“A really beautiful woman was flirting with me earlier, you think I should go for it?” Wanda asked in a more relaxed tone, causing her brother to laugh.

“That’s what I’m talking about! Yes, go for it! If anything comes up, I’ll tell you right away. I’m gonna go, Olivia Rodrigo is waving at me.” Just like that, the comms went out and Wanda laughed at her brother’s giddiness. 

“Back for more already?” Y/n asked teasingly when she saw Wanda walking over to her.

“Well, I couldn’t just leave you like that. Though I will admit, you look cute when you pout.” Wanda said, testing the waters with Y/n, and based on the pleased smile she was giving her, Wanda could confidently say that going for it wouldn’t end rejection.

“Flattery will get you everywhere with me, Ms. Maximoff. Please, do continue.” Y/n said, making Wanda laugh once more.

“Alright everyone, if you could please follow me as we head onto our next location where dinner will be served!” One of the event managers announced, grabbing everyone’s attention before heading through a set of doors.

“Don’t go.” Y/n said, reaching out and grabbing Wanda’s hand when she turned around and started following as well.

She felt her heart jump at the contact, turning around and looking at their joined hands in shock. Y/n’s hands were soft and warm, and her hold on her was gentle. Wanda didn’t let go and slid her hand further so it could properly be in Y/n’s before looking up to the woman with a questioning look.

“I snuck into the kitchen earlier and tried the food, it really isn’t that good. I’ve tried McDonald’s from other countries that taste better than anything they’ll be serving.” Y/n said and Wanda shook her head in amusement.

“Where will we go then?” Wanda asked and Y/n grinned cheekily in response.

“You’ll just have to come and see for yourself.” Y/n said and a giggle left Wanda’s mouth.

It was so bizarre. Get a mission assigned to her at the Met Gala of all places, be surrounded by a bunch of celebrities she’s only ever seen from a screen who somehow know who she is, meet a woman who was practically the woman of Wanda’s dreams and be swept off her feet, and still not a single sign of trouble from blink; it all seemed too good to be true.

But Wanda wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Her brother was absolutely right, if there wasn’t anything to prove, then might as well just have fun instead of forcing it. 

“Lead the way then.” Wanda said and Y/n’s grin grew wider, squeezing Wanda’s hand before subtly leading her away from the crowd so that nobody would spot them.

On their way out, Wanda caught sight of her brother who was in the middle of a conversation with Pete Davidson who had Kim Kardashian by his side. She sent him a message with her powers and Pietro turned his head to where he felt it, eyes widening when he saw Wanda leaving hand in hand with a mysterious woman.

“Oh my god!” Pietro mouthed to his sister in wonder.

“I know!” Wanda mouthed back with the exact same expression. Her brother gave her two thumbs up and a grin, making the girl giggle before turning back and following wherever Y/n was taking her. 

Y/n and Wanda weaved through the crowd before fleeing away from everyone. Soon enough, trying their best to be stealthy turned into running and laughing with each corner they turned.

“Where are we going?” Wanda asked as they continued to run hand in hand, and Y/n merely laughed in response.

“Hell if I know! That’s the best part of this!” Y/n said,  letting go of Wanda’s hand as she jumped on one top of a chaise, kicking away a throw pillow before pressing her foot against the wall and jumping off of it.

Wanda laughed in disbelief as Y/n started running again. Y/n turned around and started running backwards, grinning at Wanda who shook her head. She might as well, Y/n knew she was a superhero anyway.

Wanda got herself a running start before doing a cartwheel and transitioning to a backhand spring, landing gracefully with a bow while Y/n gaped at her in amazement.

“Damn girl, in heels too! Making me want to get in on that superhero workout routine.” Y/n said, applauding Wanda who giggled.

“I just learnt that one too.” Wanda said and Y/n grinned, placing one arm behind her back and extending the other one towards Wanda.

“Ms. Maximoff.” Y/n said in a posh accent and Wanda placed a hand on her chest as the other held Y/n’s.

“Ms. L/n- Ah!” Wanda yelped when spun her around, the shock turning into laughter as Y/n pulled her on and they started running again.

Wanda hadn’t felt fun like this since she was a little kid. Her entire life had been filled with loss and hardships, and rarely did she ever give herself the luxury of having fun. It was exhilarating, and for just a moment, Wanda could let herself forget that she was a superhero meant to be alert at every single moment in case the world got torn to shreds.

Right now, she wasn’t Wanda Maximoff, Avenger who had the responsibility of the entire world on her shoulders; she was just Wanda Maximoff, a girl living her life and having fun like every other person in their twenties. She had Y/n to thank for giving her the opportunity to feel like this when she thought she’d never be able to know what it’s like to be normal.

She had magic abilities, hung out with the world’s greatest Avengers, and even if she wasn’t, she was attending a super elite fashion event filled with incredibly rich people, nothing about this was normal. 

Yet Wanda was smiling so hard that her cheeks hurt, and laughing so hard that her entire body was shaking. She was running as fast as she could, and for the first time in a long time, she was just doing it for fun and not because she had something to run from or something to chase. The last time Wanda was able to do something as mundane as running, smiling, and laughing without care was when she was a kid. 

Y/n led her and Wanda into a random room and shut the door behind them. She leaned against it and started catching her breath as the laughter started to fade away. She looked at Wanda who was also catching her breath, but the woman was staring right at her with an expression that Y/n couldn’t describe.

A laugh left Y/n’s laugh because she didn’t know how else to respond. The next thing she knew, Wanda was walking over to her and placing her hands on the side of her face, pulling her into a kiss that took all of the air that Y/n just regained into her lungs.

Her eyes were wide with shock, but she quickly got her senses together and placed her hands on the woman’s waist, pulling her closer and letting herself fall into the kiss.

It wasn’t Wanda’s first kiss, but she had never kissed someone with such intensity before, and never had she kissed someone who was so gentle with her but still managed to light her entire body on fire. 

Wanda’s hand moved to the back of Y/n’s neck, pulling her closer to her while the other buried itself in the woman’s hair. Y/n tilted her head to the side and probed her tongue on Wanda’s bottom lip, and Wanda hummed in response before opening her mouth and meeting Y/n’s tongue in the middle with her own.

Y/n slowly trailed her hands up Wanda’s spine, making the woman shiver at her touch. In a swift motion, Y/n’s hand went underneath Wanda’s thigh and pulled her leg up, pulling the woman even closer to her body. Wanda decided to go further and lift her other leg, and Y/n was quick to catch it and turn them around so that Wanda was pressing against the door.

Wanda let out a gasp when their lips finally separated, only to release a sigh, barely holding back a moan as Y/n’s lips moved onto her jaw then down to her neck. Her breath was hot against her skin and another sharp gasp left Wanda’s mouth, her fingers tugging at Y/n’s hair when the woman started sucking on a spot on her neck that got her heart racing.

A low moan left Y/n’s mouth when Wanda tugged at her hair, and the sound made Wanda groan, hands going back to the sides of Y/n’s face and pulling her back up to her. It was a messy kiss where Y/n and Wanda often found themselves missing each other’s lips, not a care in the world and just wanting to feel each other on them, but it was one filled with a fiery passion that Wanda couldn’t get enough of.

“Wanda, I got a reading.” Wanda pulled away from Y/n with wide eyes, about to unmute her comms so she could respond when Y/n went back down to her neck while her hands trailed up, her thumbs brushing against Wanda’s breasts.

She wasn’t able to contain her moan, and she was incredibly grateful her comms didn’t turn back on, her back arching against the woman’s touch, and her breathing grew heavy.

“Wait, wait, Y/n.” Wanda said, placing her hands on the woman’s shoulders and pushing her away.

“Are you alright?” Y/n asked in a concerned tone when she noticed the slight panic in Wanda’s tone.

“No— Wait, yes, I am. I’m great, actually, that was just- I’ve never really…” Wanda said while catching her breath and a smile slowly made its way onto Y/n’s face, taking Wanda’s breath away once again.

“Wow.” Wanda said while releasing a breath which made Y/n laugh, the sound making Wanda’s stomach flip.

“Wow indeed.” Y/n said with a nod before leaning back in. Wanda sighed and let herself fall back into the kiss, until she quickly remembered that her brother had actually caught sight of the reason they were there in the first place.

“Wait, seriously though.” Wanda said, pushing Y/n back again as she unwrapped her legs from the woman’s mid section and carefully setting herself back down.

“Is everything okay?” Y/n asked once more as she stepped back a bit so they could both have room to breathe.

“Yes, everything is fine.” Wanda said and another smile came onto Y/n’s face, practically making Wanda’s knees melt as a small giggle left her lips. But she shook out of her trance once more and focused on what she needed to focus on.

“I’m really sorry I have to cut this short, but my twin instincts are screaming at me and I just have a feeling that I really need to get to my brother right now.” Wanda explained as best as she could without revealing that she was on a mission.

“Oh, that sounds serious.” Y/n said and Wanda nodded in response.

“Again, I’m really sorry, I just really have to get to my brother.” Wanda continued and Y/n sent her a reassuring smile.

“Hey, it’s fine, I understand. Can’t say I know what twin instincts are, but I get wanting to be there for family.” Y/n said and Wanda let out a breath of relief knowing that she didn’t offend Y/n. 

Wanda stepped forward and put Y/n’s hands into her own before leaning in and connecting their lips once more. It was light and sweet this time, and before she could fall into it and continue what they were doing earlier, Wanda pulled away and smiled.

“I’d really like to do this again sometime.” Wanda said, squeezing Y/n’s hands which made the girl smile as well.

“Come find me the next time the orphanage closes down.” Y/n joked and Wanda laughed once again before giving Y/n another quick kiss.

They stepped away from each other and Wanda gave Y/n a shy smile before slipping out of the room.

She leaned against the door and put her hands over her face, trying to contain a huge smile that just would not leave her lips. That was exhilarating and nothing like anything Wanda had ever experienced before. Wanda has had her fair share of quick romances, but none have ever left her as smitten as that.

“Wanda? Are you there? If you’re getting busy, don’t bother responding, I’d rather not hear any of that.” Pietro spoke in her ears and Wanda let out a sigh at the reminder.

“Ha, ha, you’re so funny.” Wanda spoke with an eye roll as she pushed herself off the wall and started walking back to where everyone was.

“Thank you. I’m glad you’re finally admitting that I’m the funnier twin.” Wanda shook her head at the comment.

“Where are you? I’m on the move.” Wanda said, getting back on track as she started walking quicker.

“Currently walking through the kitchens. The signal came from the back, I have sights on it right now.” Pietro said.

“Don’t approach, wait for me, I’m on my way.” Wanda said as she picked up the pace and started running.

“I’ll corner her and apprehend her. We can interrogate together.” Pietro said as he weaved through all the staff and headed for the back door where people were coming in and out holding crates of ingredients.

“No, Pietro, did you not hear me? Do not approach.” Wanda said in a frustrated tone.

“I got this, sister. I’m quicker than ever now, her teleportation has nothing on me.” Pietro said as he stepped out into the cold night and looked around him to try and see if Blink was hiding anywhere.

When the area seemed clear, Pietro reached into his pocket and took out the stun gun he had in his pocket, holding it out and at the ready as he slowly approached where the energy was emitting.

It was right behind the corner of the building and Pietro pushed himself up against the wall and took a deep breath to prepare himself for any altercation that might happen. 

In the next second, Pietro popped out of the corner with his stun gun extended out, finger on the trigger and ready to shoot. But there was nobody there. 

The energy emission was right next to him and Pietro turned to his left in confusion. There was nothing but a bunch of trash cans and filled up trash bags. He kneeled down and pushed through all the trash bags when he realized the energy was emitting from beneath them.

He quickly stood up and stepped back in shock when he saw a dirtied Iron Man suit graffitied all over with doodles lying there on the ground. Suddenly, the sound of it coming to life filled his ears, the eyes of the suit beginning to glow along with the reactor on its chest.

“Shit.” Pietro cursed, immediately turning around to run as the Suit started coming apart, each piece coming after him at a speed he was barely outrunning. 

“Wanda, it was a trap, get ready for anything!” Pietro exclaimed after turning his comms back on, glancing behind him to see the suit was still coming after him, pushing himself to run faster.

“What? What’s going on, what happened?” Wanda questioned in a panic as she pushed through the staff member that was questioning her on why she wasn’t at the dinner with everyone else.

“Blink somehow got ahold of one of Tony’s suits and it’s coming after me!” Pietro said, almost successfully outrunning him when a portal opened up right before him with a familiar figure appearing from it.

“Hiya, speedy.” The woman spoke with a cheeky grin. 

Pietro’s gaze hardened and continued running, expecting the woman to move away, but she simply smirked and stood her ground, raising her head in challenge to the speedster. 

He didn’t fall for it and continued running right at Blink who showed no signs of fear or wanting to move. Then, a portal appeared right in front of Pietro and the man was quick to stop before he fell in. The portal disappeared and suddenly, Blink was right in front of him with a grin on her face. 

She had no mask and she wasn’t wearing the suit that she usually wore when the Avengers went after her. Pietro didn’t know why Blink was showing him her face, but he seemed awfully familiar to the man. 

“Pietro? What happened? Are you okay?” At the sound of his sister’s voice, Pietro’s eyes widened when he realized who this woman was. The look of recognition on Pietro’s face made Blink smirk and Pietro reeled his fist back, ready to punch the woman in the face when the sound of machines whirring from behind him caught his ears.

“God damn-” Pietro couldn’t even finish as his entire body was captured into the Iron Man suit that had been chasing after him. 

“Enjoy the flight, buddy!” Blink said with a wave.

“Wait-” Pietro couldn’t even finish, letting out a scream when the Iron Man suit suddenly jolted into the air and sent him flying out at a speed even he couldn’t handle.

“Pietro? Pietro!” Wanda shouted into her comms when the last thing she heard was her brother screaming and gagging while begging for ‘it’ to stop.

“Shit!” Wanda said, continuing to run until she reached the kitchen. She had finally seen all the energy emissions her brother was talking about and was now running out of the backdoor, hands and eyes glowing red as she prepared herself for a fight.

It was silent, the only noise coming from the streets where cars were whizzing past and honking their horns. Wanda slowly walked around, eyes scanning every single area of the alleyway and turning around every few seconds to keep herself covered.

The sound of footsteps reached her ears and Wanda quickly  turned around and shot an energy blast in the direction she heard them. Her energy blast hit a trash can which was sent tumbling over, and the sound of a cat whining and hissing filled the air as it ran out of the trash can.

“Well that wasn’t very nice to the cat.” Wanda jumped and turned around, about to shoot another energy blast when she felt something enclose around her hands, making them impossible to move.

Wanda furrowed her eyebrows when she saw a metal contraption restricting her hands before looking up and glaring at Blink. 

Her entire body froze and her eyes widened when she wasn’t faced with the masked assailant she had seen so many times in photos during briefings. Instead, she was met with the familiar breathtaking face of Y/n L/n who had a big grin on her face.

“Nice to see you again, Ms. Maximoff.” Y/n leaned forward and placed a quick peck on Wanda’s lips. 

Wanda was about to cuss the woman out when Y/n grabbed her wrists and settled them around her neck, then the next thing she knew, Wanda was falling backwards before her entire vision was consumed with an otherworldly sight that her mind couldn’t comprehend.

In the next second, Wanda was no longer standing in the middle of an alleyway or falling into what she could only assume was the inner depths of the universe. Instead, she was at the very top of the Empire State Building with only the tip of her feet having something to stand on.

Wanda let out a scream in fear when she saw how high she was, pulling herself closer against Y/n who laughed and placed her hand on Wanda’s waist to keep her secure.

“See, this is what I meant by good for your heart! Really feeling the blood pumping now, right?” Y/n asked through her laughter.

“Put me down! Put me down, right now!” Wanda exclaimed, looking at Y/n with wide eyes that were glowing red.

“Oh, put you down? Like back on the ground? Okay then.” Y/n said, letting go of the broadcast antenna and slowly letting her and Wanda fall.

“No, no, Y/n don’t!” Wanda shouted, burying her head in Y/n’s shoulder and bracing herself for the fall. 

But it never came. Wanda lifted her head up and sighed a breath of relief when she saw that Y/n had held on again.

“Sheesh, you want me to bring you down, then you tell me not to. Are you a Gemini by chance? Because you are very indecisive.” Y/n said sarcastically and Wanda let out a breath of frustration, clenching her eyes and teeth in annoyance.

“I can’t believe you were Blink this entire time!” Wanda shouted angrily at Y/n whose eyebrows raised in interest at her words.

“Ooh, Blink, that sounds catchy. See, I was thinking more of Jester for the branding thing, but Blink sounds way better. I don’t know how I didn’t think about it sooner.” Y/n said while letting go of the antenna once more to gesture with her hands, causing Wanda to scream when she felt them starting to fall again.

“Put. Me. Down.” Wanda said through gritted teeth. 

“You know the government has a bunch of stuff prepared to take you guys down in case the Avengers go rogue? Whole bunch of shit, all in one facility. You guys owe me cause I totally stole all that stuff, and I was very tempted to sell it on the black market, but right power in the wrong hands and all that junk. It’s where I got this nifty thing on you, it’s very useful.” Y/n said, tapping the mechanism trapping Wanda’s hands and completely ignoring what she had just said..

“You are-” Wanda stopped herself mid-sentence when the words Y/n spoke fully processed in her head.

“What?” Wanda asked in confusion and Y/n just shrugged her shoulders.

“You’re welcome.” Y/n said and Wanda furrowed her eyebrows at Y/n before shaking her head.

“Where’s my brother? What did you do to him?” Wanda asked impatiently.

“Well-” Y/n was interrupted when high pitched screaming reached both hers and Wanda’s ears.

They both looked up just in time to see an Iron Man suit fly past them and go off into the distance. Wanda turned back to Y/n, sending the woman a harsh glare.

“He’s having a bit of a joyride.” Y/n answered and Wanda stepped on Y/n’s foot, making Y/n groan and let go of the antenna as her hand went to grip her foot.

“Y/n, you let go! Y/n!” Wanda exclaimed as they started falling.

This time, Y/n wasn’t able to grab the antenna again in time, causing them to actually start falling from the top of the Empire State Building. Wanda let out a scream as tears started filling in her eyes when she felt her body lurch forward.

Suddenly, she was no longer falling and she was met with solid concrete, along with a hand on the back of her head to protect it from impacting the solid material. Wanda grunted when Y/n’s body landed on top of her and the woman was still groaning from her foot.

“God, why are your heels so fucking sharp?” Y/n groaned as she propper herself up on her forearms and looked down at the woman below her.

They were incredibly close to each other, bodies still pressed against each other while their lips were barely a breath away, even the slightest of movement causing them to brush against each other.

“Hi there.” Y/n mumbled, eyes slowly falling shut as she leaned forward. 

Before their lips met though, Wanda leaned her head back before surging forward and smashing it against Y/n’s. The woman let out a groan in pain, ducking under Wanda’s arms and stumbling back while rubbing her forehead.

Wanda quickly got up and kicked Y/n’s jaw, making the woman stumble back onto the ground. Y/n tried getting up but was quickly pushed back down when she felt a heel press down against her chest.

“You know during our kiss, I had a brief fantasy where we’d end up in a position very much like this, but right now it’s not in the context I’d imagine it would be in.” Y/n spoke, causing Wanda to turn red in embarrassment at the words.

“You look beautiful at this angle, by the way.” Y/n said with a wink and Wanda’s face scrunched up in disgust before pressing her heel harder onto Y/n’s chest.

“This mission was supposed to be about taking you in quietly and talking you down, but after everything you’ve pulled tonight, talking is out of the question.” Wanda said in a neutral tone, the anger simmering right below it which made Y/n laugh nervously.

“It wasn’t like I did anything particularly bad. I was just having a bit of fun.” Y/n said with a chuckle that turned into a wince when Wanda dug her heel deeper.

“You have a completely sick definition of fun. Did you enjoy playing me and making me look like a fool too?” Wanda asked, trying to sound unphased, but the hurt in her tone was clear as day for Y/n who actually had the decency to look guilty for that.

“I wasn’t playing you, I was just…” Y/n trailed off, trying to find the right words which made Wanda raise an eyebrow at her.

“Lying to me?” Wanda questioned while tilting her head.

“Lying is such a strong word, you know? More like not telling you things.” Y/n said.

“Where I’m from, that’s called lying.” Wanda said and Y/n let out a huff.

“Well, you’re from Sokovia, so there’s probably a different meaning to it- Okay, okay, no more jokes!” Y/n wheezed out when she felt the heel start pressing her ribs against her lungs.

“Okay, I lied about being Blink, but that was the only thing I lied about! And the Ernest Hemmingway thing, but I already admitted to that being a lie right after I said it.” Y/n said and Wanda shook her head in disbelief.

“And what? That’s supposed to make you playing with me any better?” Wanda asked.

“I wasn’t playing with you, I swear that part was real.” Y/n said and Wanda let out a scoff.

“You expect me to believe you? You said it yourself, you were having a bit of fun. I’m just another part of this game you’re playing, but I don’t take being somebody’s pawn very well.” Wanda said, her eyes glowing red, but with her hands still restricted, she wasn’t able to do what she wanted to the woman below her.

“You think I expected that to happen? I know I’m notorious for playing pranks on you guys, but do you really think I’m so fucked up as to do that to someone as a practical joke? I’m an asshole, sweetie, not Tony Stark.” Y/n said and Wanda gritted her teeth and pressed her foot harder against Y/n’s chest.

“All you do is lie.” Wanda said and Y/n groaned in pain but continued to stare Wanda right in the eyes.

“You really think I’d let you crush me like this if I didn’t feel bad even a tiny bit? You’re the one with the handicap here, not me. I could’ve pushed your ass off this roof the moment you kicked me in the face, but I happen to enjoy the view.” Y/n said and Wanda’s glare hardened at the words.

But she was right. This whole time, Y/n was just letting Wanda take control. She could’ve easily portalled herself out of the situation or overpowered Wanda with ease, but she stayed on the ground even when Wanda dug her heel deeper and deeper into her.

Carefully, the woman took her foot off from Y/n, but prepared herself in case she made an attempt to escape. Y/n let out a breath and gripped her chest, sitting herself up and wincing as she rubbed the sore part where Wanda’s heel was previously resting on.

“You just had to wear stilettos tonight, huh?” Y/n said as she let herself fall back down against the concrete.

“I wasn’t going to cause any trouble, you know? My little sister is a fan of Billie Eilish and I knew she was going to be here tonight, I was just gonna get a message and a hoodie signed for her. I wasn’t even going to steal anything this time.” Y/n admitted and Wanda let out a huff, turning away and going over to the ledge, sitting on it and letting her legs dangle off the edge.

Y/n got up and slowly approached Wanda, leaving a large gap between the two before sitting down right next to her.

“I had something different planned for you.” Y/n mumbled, causing Wanda to turn to her in confusion.

“Based on everyone that was sent after me, I knew that it was only a matter of time before the terrible twos came after me. So I prepared something in case you and your brother tried to get me, which you guys did.” Y/n said, and at that moment, Pietro in the suit whizzed past them again. Wanda let out a sigh, knowing that her brother was going to get a really bad headache in the morning because of that.

“For one of the most paranoid men on Earth who has literally every powerful person as an enemy, it was surprisingly easy to pop in and out of his basement. He should really work on that, it’s concerning how easy it was for me to get that suit.” Y/n said and Wanda let out a sigh, adding that as another mental note to bring up with the team along with what Y/n revealed about the government earlier.

“I’m guessing you seducing me was what you had planned for me then?” Wanda asked in a bitter tone, looking down as her cheeks turned red in embarrassment. 

God, how could she let that happen? All the jokes, the sneaking off, Wanda should have known the second she spoke to Y/n that she was Blink. The signs were there, and she just couldn’t see it because she was so enamored with the thought of spending a night for herself and letting herself have fun. Turns out, she was only a way for Y/n to have fun.

The entire thing was a sick game masterminded by Y/n, which probably wasn’t even Blink’s real name. It was the most embarrassing thing that could have ever happened to Wanda. She was an Avenger and she let herself get so easily tempted at the first sign of an escape. She was supposed to be one of the world’s greatest defenders, yet she let herself get caught in such a typical trap.

“I didn’t plan for that to happen at all.” Wanda snapped out of her thoughts and turned back to Y/n with wide eyes of disbelief. Y/n was looking down and fiddling with her fingers.

“I stole Spidey’s web shooters when he went after me, and I had this plan to leave you hanging upside down and spinning around from the roof like a helicopter where everyone was going to have dinner.” Y/n said while reaching into her pocket and pulling out a web shooter, attaching it onto her wrist and shooting out a string of web into the air to prove it.

“But the time came and… I realized I didn’t want to do all that. I just wanted to keep talking to you because you laughed at my jokes and people don’t usually like my jokes.” Y/n said, looking off with a distant look in her eyes before turning to Wanda, feeling her heart warm up as she remembered all the ways she was able to make the woman laugh and smile.

“People don’t usually like me.” Y/n admitted with a hurt look on her face as she shifted her gaze back down to her hands.

Wanda felt incredibly conflicted after hearing everything Y/n said. She sounded like she was telling the truth, but how was she supposed to believe anything that came out of Y/n’s mouth after finding out that the entire time, Y/n was lying about who she was.

She said it herself, she knew that the Avengers were going to be coming after her that night, so she knew why Wanda was there in the first place, and she still pretended to be someone else. Even then, she continued to go through with kissing her and everything that came after that. 

Then again, if Y/n had told her she was Blink during any moment of their interactions, Wanda most likely would’ve gone into offense the moment she did. But that didn’t make Y/n lying excusable. Even if Y/n was telling the truth, Wanda still felt like she was being played for a fool.

“Take me down.” Wanda said, needing more time to think about everything that happened, but she couldn’t do that with Y/n sitting right next to her and overwhelming all of her senses.

“Yeah, that’s fair.” Y/n said with a sigh as she placed her hand on Wanda’s shoulder and portalled them back down to the ground.

Wanda looked around to where she was taken, seeing that she was right outside of Central Park. She turned back to Y/n who reached into her cleavage and Wanda had to try her hardest not to stare at the action, but ultimately failed. Y/n raised an eyebrow in question when she saw where Wanda’s eyes were, causing Wanda to quickly turn away, missing the small smile that made its way onto Y/n’s face.

Turns out, Y/n was grabbing a key and once she had gotten it into her hands, she gently grabbed Wanda’s wrists and unlocked the mechanism keeping her hands together.

“Here, keep it.” Y/n said, throwing the key in the air which Wanda quickly caught.

“For what it’s worth, the offer to come see me is still up for grabs.” Y/n said with a grin, all of the vulnerability from earlier leaving her body, quickly replaced by her usual confidence and cheekiness.

“For someone who probably gets a busted lip every week from fighting, you are one hell of a kisser.” Y/n winked at Wanda, making the woman’s cheeks turn red.

Wanda watched as Y/n gave her a salute before letting herself fall backwards to the ground. Right before Y/n’s body met the pavement, a portal opened up from the ground, and she was gone. Wanda let out a deep breath as the entire night’s events replayed in her head.

Getting back to the compound through Uber alone was an incredibly tiring, and also expensive, experience. It gave a lot of time for Wanda to think, but even then, she still didn’t know how she felt about the entire thing other than she was exhausted.

When she walked back into the compound, everybody was waiting by the main area with incredibly tense and concerned body language and expressions. They immediately stood to attention at the sound of the door being open, becoming shocked to see Wanda looking perfectly normal save for the extremely messy hair that got ruined from the wind when she was on top of the Empire State Building.

“Why the hell does she look normal?” Natasha complained as she sat back down, hand subconsciously going back to her forehead again.

“Wanda, where’s your brother?” Steve asked in concern, and Wanda opened her mouth to respond when the sound of screaming slowly started making its way into the room.

Then, an Iron Man suit came crashing into the compound, sending glass shattering everywhere as the tiles shattered open from the impact of the suit landing on the ground.

“Don’t puke in the—” The sound of Pietro vomiting reached their ears, causing Tony to sigh and drag his hand down his face in frustration. “—And there it is.” 

Usually, you would be going berserk over this diner’s fries, but you were not feeling it today. Yelena quickly notices your unusual behavior and points out, “Something wrong, Y/N?”

“Just a little, Lena…hmm, I feel…empty. Weird.” you shrugged it off, resuming your consumption of crinkle fries.

Kate nearly chokes on her Coke, almost spitting it out and giggling, “Oh, really?” Kate’s impish smile deepens.

“Yeah,” you said, “Is that a normal thing? I mean, my life is great, you know? Don’t gotta worry about paying bills, and I have some spending money, but I can’t shake the feeling that…I’m missing a part of me.”

Kate looks down at her plate sorrowfully. Your Omega friend has undergone similar feelings before meeting Yelena, “I felt that way a few days before meeting Yelena…maybe it’s a sign!”

You winced, “Nah…there’s no way a sign of depression could lead to true love, fairytale stuff, I tell ya.”

“I dunno, man…anything could happen in just a few days, you could find your Alpha, or you won’t. Tomorrow I’ll take you out somewhere nice, and we could, if you want, try to find your mate?” Kate suggests. She has your best interests in mind, but she can be a bit eager for you to find your one true love…or two.

“I don’t know, Kate…I- I have a commission to work on and-”

“Y/N. Your special someone could be there tomorrow…you never know if you don’t go.” Yelena had cut you off.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea, though? Just two Omegas out in the open?” you asked.

“Woah, Woah! I’d never let Kate be by herself; do you know what havoc she would bring? Lots.” Yelena cocks a brow, “Where do you plan on going, Kate Bishop?”

You and your fellow Omega chuckled at Yelena’s instinctive urge to say Kate’s full name. Yelena doesn’t seem to care if you two chuckle at it. To her, saying ‘Kate Bishop’ is a sign of equal respect, a rare thing for an Omega to be treated equally and not as a low-life breeding machine. In turn, Kate would call Yelena ‘My Alpha’, a term Yelena nearly despised until she heard Kate say it. 

—

Once you finished your meal and chatted for an extra fifteen minutes, Yelena paid for everything, and she had received a text from her sister, Natasha, who had urged her to join a party she and her friends were attending. Yelena was conflicted about ditching you and her beloved Omega for her sister at a party. She hadn’t seen Natasha in quite some time, about four months if you remember right, so Yelena leaned more towards accompanying her sister instead of kicking back and relaxing at the house.

“Kate? Natasha’s in town and -”

“Go. I’ll take Y/N back home,” Kate assured.

“Really? Just like that?” a surprised tone coated Yelena’s deep voice, taken aback by Kate’s comment.

“Yeah! Maybe you could bring Nat with you…maybe she and Y/N could get along nicely.” Kate wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Yelena’s expression went sour for a second, then relaxed, “I don’t know; I’ll think about it…don’t want my sister hooking up with my roommate, ya know?” Yelena shrugged, “Anyways, have fun and don’t wait up for me!”

Yelena gave Kate a parting kiss as she exited the booth, leaving the diner in a rush.

—

After a short drive back to Yelena’s house, where you and Kate also live, you waste no time rushing inside the comfy wooden home and into your bedroom, where Kate follows directly behind. Kate runs back to her room and strips herself of her casual business clothes. Kate didn’t attend this art show due to concerns at Bishop Security; no big deal. Financial security was possibly in danger; you understood that money is a big deal. Anyway. You went for a pair of black sweatpants and a grey tee-shirt while Kate chose one of Yelena’s navy blue hoodies and grey sweatpants. Kate sluggishly trudges to your room with a water bottle in hand, and her wavy hair is now a messy, frazzled bun.

With all her remaining energy, Kate picks up her pace, rushing headfirst into your fortress of pillows. You crawled up your bed to meet Kate, who was practically asleep the moment she collided with the bed. Her day spent at Bishop Security must have been rough and exhausting for her to nearly fall asleep seconds after feeling the comforting fabric of the mattress.

“Tough day, huh?” you joked.

“Mhm.” Kate breaks herself free from the ensnaring, alluring trap of pillows, “Now,” Kate clapped her hands once, “I recall you having an itch…for finding your mate.”

You swallow hard, your eyes flickering down to the left and skimming a few words written on some posters to ignore the situation you found yourself entwined, “Noooo, I don’t…pfft, Alphas…don’t want one.”

“...But you need one.” Kate added, “Come on…I have a few possible candidates that you might love.”

“Oh really? Who could possibly fill this empty hole my heart apparently has?”

“Well,” Kate pulls her phone out from her hoodie pocket, “I don’t know. That’s for you to find out; I can’t predict who will be your mate: you gotta get out there and strut your stuff, girl. Can’t hide away the good stuff forever; those who seek treasure of any sort will be bound to find it.”

You narrowed your eyes, confused by Kate’s bizarre metaphor, and you shrugged it off, assuming it meant nothing and thinking Kate was rousing you.

“I guess you’re right…doesn’t mean I like it. Hmph.”

A proud smile stretches across Kate’s face, one that shows accomplishment and a dash of mischief that twinkled in her hazel eyes. Kate knew she won this scuffle just by seeing your eyebrows knit while you sat in deep thought, contemplating how you should go about the soul-searching scene. Perhaps Yelena would bring her Alpha sister, Natasha, with her; there’s a possibility that Natasha could be the Alpha your heart was fated to mate. You never know what could happen in this dice-throw of a world.

Kate takes a whiff of the room and spots a change in your usual scent, which is usually coffee-like with a pinch of hazelnut - now your scent is reminiscent of plain black coffee that expired. Doubt and an overwhelming sense of anxiety drown your mind with self-deprecating thoughts. ‘What if your mate rejects you on the spot and leaves?’ Indeed a horrific scenario for any Omega. But rest assured, you would find your Alpha soon; you couldn’t live your life without one.

 You broke your reticence, “What if my mate rejects me? What then?” you asked, dejection evident in your weak voice.

“What!?” Kate gasped, “How could you say that? No Alpha, in their right mind, would reject you! You’re amazing, Y/N. You’re sweet and kind, thoughtful, and so passionate about what you do. Good-hearted ones will come flocking to you! I mean, hell, Wanda might take a good bite outta you for being a good girl.” Kate laughed, nearly rolling into a fit of childlike giggles, “Oh, she’d eat you up!”

“Who’s Wanda?” you asked innocently.

“An old friend of Natasha, don’t worry, she’s lovely…motherly even if you’re into that. Are you?” Kate teased.

“I dunno; I guess we’ll have to wait and see.” You shrugged as you rested on the grey-covered mattress, grabbing parts of your blankets to form a makeshift pillow. 

Kate lies next to you, her eyes threatening to close, “Yup…*yawn*, you’ll find your mate soon…I promise.”

You lay dormant, asking yourself, ‘Who is my mate, and how will they treat me?’ Will they be the unique alpha you were promised as a kid, or will they be neglectful and uncaring? These thoughts made you whimper aloud, causing Kate to stir at the sudden sound. 

Everything is fine and dandy until Yelena texts the roommate group chat, “Heyyy, bringing Wanda and Nat…if you two want to join…come on down in a few minutes.”

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“Oh no…” you groaned, “Noooo, Yelena….”

Kate stirs in her stupor at the mention of her beloved, “Lena? What did she do now?” she rubbed her eyes.

“Uh, she’s coming home…with company….”

Within a moment, Kate snaps up like a hyperactive puppy - a second wind has blown through her, “Yelena, baby…I’ll be in the bedroom, Y/N…be a doll and tell her, ok?” 

Kate yawns, rubbing her eyes, then gets off your bed and leaves your room, yawning as she exits. All by yourself and with a company of Alphas heading your way, there was no way to escape the powerful entourage: Yelena’s home was large, but it was only one story tall, basically ground level. Your room was towards the back of the house; across the way and far down the right of the hall was Yelena and Kate’s room; your bedroom was only two doors away from the living room. If you were close to being in heat, which you might be soon, any Alphas entering your home would instantly pick up your scent, so you had to be cautious. However, a mischievous thought popped into your mind: ‘what if I played hard-to-get?’.

Playing fire with a group of Alphas is a risky move considering that you are an unmated Omega close to heat. The suppressant patch you applied before attending the art gallery has worn off as it was a cheap one you bought on a whim. ‘No need to worry…I’ll have an Alpha take good care of me,’ you thought, ‘But…how will I react around new Alphas, will I run away the moment I see them?’. You don’t even know anymore; both halves of your mind are scuffling and struggling to make a proper thought. Run away, play hard-to-get, or stay in your room and avoid your potential suitors. It doesn’t matter; you would be found out anyway. No matter if you stayed in your bedroom watching a show, they would sniff you out. Just play it cool, and everything should be smooth sailing.

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It took ten minutes after the initial text for Yelena and her party to arrive. Your anxiety spiked the moment you heard the front door screech open. The tapping and clomping of boots and sneakers echoed off the laminate flooring, and from what you could tell, there were three different people total. One is Yelena, one might be her sister, and the other is one you didn’t know. You can already smell them from the living room - one smells of cinnamon, and the other smells of strawberries. Wait…no, it can’t be.

Your heart starts racing as you remember the lack of suppressants in your system. No suppressant patch, no pill, nothing. Just you, a vulnerable Omega - alone with your suppressants wholly worn off - in a house now filled with two unfamiliar Alphas. As your anxiety spikes, your scent becomes stronger, and you know for a fact there is no way out of this.

Yet, you had a sliver of fading hope left in you, one that refused to die out so easily. A plan that would not only save your skin but get those Alphas all riled up and wanting more.

You slip on your slippers, heading out into the living room where Yelena and her friends are sitting down on the brown leather couch, chatting about their day, when you hear Yelena mention the art show and how smooth everything went. When you make your quick entrance into the living room, you are greeted by two pairs of eyes widening at the mere sight of you walking. Their mouths were slightly agape, clearly caught off guard and stunned by your beauty.

Yelena smirks, chuckling, “Oh? That’s just Y/N….”

You whispered to yourself, ‘Don’t.’

Yelena dramatically pauses as if she heard, “My best friend and an unmated Omega….”

The taller one of the two gasps, putting a hand to her chest, “Her? Unmated?”

The smaller one responds, biting her lip before speaking, “Not for long…mate.”

You were grabbing a cold, refreshing water bottle from the fridge when that word rang through your fragile mind. Mate. Shit. You knew something was up the moment their distinct scents hit your nostrils; the alluring fruitiness of strawberries and the sweetness and spiciness of warm cinnamon were just too strong to be a normal instance. You thought they were plain Alphas that you could mess around with, but now you have two Alphas, who are your mates, sitting in the living room all hot and bothered by you merely walking in for water. You had taken a hefty sip of water, screwing the cap back on before strutting into the living room, attempting to further arouse your supposed mates, showing them what you were offering. They knew what you were doing: you were being cocky, thinking that you wouldn’t get ensnared in their shared love…they were going to win you over tonight.

“Fuck…she’s so cute.” the smaller one whispered, “Our mate! So gorgeous.”

You managed to hear it, and you blushed madly, to which the taller one nodded in agreement, “How is she unmated? She’s an Alpha’s wet dream…including mine.” she licked her lips seductively.

“Wanda…you’ll scare her away.”

“Natasha. Take a good look at her, take every good thing, and imagine what she’d look like without any clothes…doesn’t that make you wanna go crazy?”

Natasha, the smaller one, eyes you down as you turn halfway around, purring lowly the longer she stares. Wanda is eating it up; a bright, mischievous smile adorns her sculpted face. You redden at their intense predatory stares - they’re like panthers watching their prey - and you try not to squirm in place; you refuse to submit to their Alpha presence. It’s no use, though; two Alphas are in the room with you - Yelena must have left you here to fend for yourself, or Kate came by and grabbed her.

“ H-hi...” you swallowed hard, sweat slowly trickled down your face, “I-I’m Y/N...” you scratched your head, alerting them of your uneasiness. You whimpered, “I have to get up early tomorrow...maybe we could go out for coffee…please? I can’t do this tonight.” You whined hard, your body threatening to break down.

Their curious but seductive masquerade fades into the ceiling fan's breeze upon noticing your scent becoming bitter. You were planning on making them nearly lose their minds with arousal, then abruptly leaving, leaving them in a flustered mess and eager for more. However, you forgot that they are Alphas; their presence is enough to overwhelm an Omega, especially since there are two Alphas present. Perhaps you’re feeling this way because Yelena isn’t here to ease your worries.

With fearful tears forming in your eyes, you see the blur of Wanda slowly standing up from the couch, “Shhhh, detka. We aren’t going to hurt you….”

You’re unsure of what’s going on with you anymore; it’s like your body is caving in to the pressure.

“Noooo, don’t come closer.” You begged; your breathing turned panicked and heavy. It’s too much for you to handle; the combined scents, their presence, everything is overwhelming, even the ceiling fan.

“Okay, okay. I hear you…tell us, what’s wrong ‘mega?” Wanda spoke softly so as to not tip you over the edge.

“I DON’T KNOW…” you yelled; everything had become blurry, and your body flushed with heat.

Natasha grabs the water bottle from your hands and places it on the wooden coffee table, then lightly grasps your wrists, leading you to the couch for stability. Her hands are soft, lotioned even, and a surge of warmth courses through your body. Wanda follows behind and plops herself on the couch next to where you’ll be sitting. Upon sitting down, Nat wraps her arms around your torso, holding you close to her heartbeat. She knew the combined forces of her heart and her calming pheromones would calm you down - it works on all Omegas. Your breathing was ragged, your chest heaved harshly - your world seemed to have nearly crashed around you. The comforting embrace Natasha held you in felt warm and oddly safe for someone you have never interacted with…perhaps this is the feeling of comfort all of those Omega-published websites spoke of?

Wanda grabs your water bottle and shakes it, offering you a sip which you happily down in two swigs.

“Better?” Natasha asked, concerned about your well-being.

You responded with a soft hum; exhaustion kicked in, and your emotions ran your body thin. At this point, you had no urge to run away from your Alphas. They were soft and caring underneath it all; they didn’t want to advance on a distressed Omega, especially their beloved. You guessed their sultry words must have set you off somehow, yet you don’t know why.

“Better,” you affirmed.

“Do you still want us to leave, ‘mega -”

“Nonononono,” you whined into Natasha’s chest.

“Okay,” Natasha chuckled, “What a day, Wands. Found our ‘mega.”

Wanda brushes a few strands of her bright red hair away from her face, “Yeah. Can’t wait to officially meet her…looks like she’s falling asleep on you, Nat.” she pointed at your nearly sleeping form. Clearly, no energy is left in your body.

You struggled to keep your eyes open; your eyelids had become heavy with welcoming sleep. You earned a good night’s sleep. Today was a success: your art was bought at an event, you ate at your favorite place, and somehow found your Alphas. You had a slight suspicion on how they got here. Sure, Yelena brought them here…but why did they come over to a long one-story house on the outskirts of town.

“Adorable little ‘mega aren’t you?” Nat growled lowly, “So lucky to have you as our Omega…gonna spoil you so fucking good baby.”

Wanda comes up behind you, embracing you from behind, then rests her head on your shoulder. Nat places her head atop yours, closing her eyes as the moon sits at its zenith. 

“So glad we found you…I mean…we knew where you lived…we just wanted to learn everything about you before…we paid a visit. Now, you’re ours…forever.” Wanda inhaled your hazelnut coffee scent, breathing out gleefully, “No one will take you from us, detka.” Wanda pressed a kiss to your scent gland, practically praising its ‘divinity’.

Before Natasha succumbs to a night of restful sleep, she feels a rumbling from your chest - Wanda feels this sensation too, and both immediately know what it means: you’re purring, which means you feel completely safe surrounded by these two lovely Alphas. In a matter of minutes, you subconsciously trusted them; however, you have yet to consciously do so. It was only your Omega instincts to trust your fated Alpha mates.

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"Report to your stations immediately. This is not a drill. We are under attack." The twins could only watch the soldiers scramble to their feet. They knew it wasn't the time yet but they couldn't wait to get their hands on the Avengers. 

They watched in the corner as Strucker and his scientist argued. "The twins are not ready yet," they overheard Strucker say.  Having decided that they're much more capable of handling the Avengers themselves, they didn't hear the command that followed when they went outside to join the battle.

"Deploy Scythe, instead." 

Their words rang inside your head. The thoughts inside scattered and scrambled after resisting them for so long. Realizing that it wasn't enough to make you compliant, they fried your brain over and over for as long as they could.

Your lifeless eyes gazed directly back at the man in front of you as soon as the notebook was closed. 

"Goodmorning Scythe."

"Ready to comply." 

Soldiers aiming their weapons at you become at ease. 

"I have a mission for you..."

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"Clint's hit!" Natasha exclaims as she falls down beside Clint. She let out a shaky sigh while barking orders over her earpiece and pressing into his wound. She made sure he was settled before he was brought to the jet.

"Time for lullaby," she said as she moved around looking for the green beast, but what she saw terrified her. The Hulk is slumped and knocked down as the petite figure towered over him. Soon, its gaze found Natasha, and she swore she knew that pair of eyes before. 

But before she could think of anything, you strode fiercely to her. Natasha could only run for her life. "Hulk's been compromised! There's an enhance bein-" she was interrupted when she was flung a few good feet on the snow.

"Natasha?! Where are you?!"  

There was a blur before her sight before she felt herself being lifted up by the collar. Her eyes widened in fear as this being is too strong for her- or anyone at this time being. Not giving up without a fight, she tried to rip off the mask. She succeeded, but the blood on her face drained as soon as your face welcomed her.

"Y-Y/N?" her voice is small. She couldn't believe that they would ever find you again. But she did not like that this is where you were the whole time.

"Who's Y/N?"

You scrutinized her for a moment before deciding to throw her off again. But a struck of the lightning on your left both sent you flying and lost your grip on the redhead.

Natasha wheezed at the impact and felt a strong grip gently pulling her up. 

"I'm sorry Lady- err Natasha, are you okay?" Thor first examined her before protecting her from the person who had hurt her. 

"T-Thor... it's Y/N" He heard her say, but he couldn't help but be shocked when the figure in front of him appeared.

"L-lady Y/N? What are you-" you sent a strong kick on his stomach that made him stumble down. Natasha, behind, has already distanced herself and aims her widow bites at you.

"Y/N... I don't know what's going on, but please come back." Your attention went back to her, but her pleas fell silent on your ears. 

"Don't make me do this." She amped the bites to the highest setting, which is lethal on the scale of a human being. She knows it won't hurt you but hopes it'll wake you up and recognize her.

She shoots at your torso and sees you wincing lightly, which is a good sign for her. She shoots again, but this time on your chest twice. The electrocution surprised you, but it didn't hurt at all. Your attention was on those annoying things, so you failed to notice that the god behind you recovered.

"Now Thor!" 

A strong force hit your back sending you on your back once again. You were about to stand up but a hammer was placed on your sternum. It made it difficult for you to stand up. The hammer is heavy on your grip as you try to lift it off you.

"Please stop Lady Y/N. We don't wanna hurt you." You looked straight at him as you tried to lift the hammer again with sheer force. It budged a little, and that made the god look at you with astonishment mixed with fear.

"I-impossible..."

Before you could do any further, you felt a prick on your neck and a sense of deja vu washes over you. You were knocked out cold, and the twins watching from afar could only see what was going on in front of them.

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"They have Scythe! What are we gonna do? We can't leave her there with them." Wanda paced nervously at their camp.

"Relax sestra, I'm pretty sure Scythe has them instead. But I could always go and rescue your little girlfriend." Pietro wiggled his brow before placing a comforting hand on her sister's back.

"S-she's not- stop playing with me Piet. I can't believe I'm saying this but we just have to wait." She rubbed the crease off her brow. 

"Let's just go and help." The other twin agreed and kissed her sister's forehead before speeding away.

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Natasha watches your limp body as they put another sedative on you again as soon as the signs of you waking up start to show. They couldn't risk you being conscious before finding out what happened to you. The files they got on Strucker's base showed various information on you, specifically on how to harness the stone's power on your chest.

"How long are we gonna do this to her?" Her voice was laced with worry and anger. This shouldn't have happened if only Fury listened to them.

"I don't know Romanoff, but we found her again. You don't think this calls for a celebration? Hmm?" Tony says as he types something on his computer.

"You just needed an excuse for throwing another party," Bruce spoke up. Natasha could only groan her annoyance at Tony.

"Surely, Y/N being sedated for the whole time is not exactly a celebration that I want to." She pointed a finger on Tony.

"Woah, hey. I'm not celebrating for that. I'm just really glad we found her again after searching for a long time. Besides, you're surrounded with intelligent people, nursing Y/N back at her normal state will be easy peasy."

"Why don't you get some rest first, Nat? Let us handle this, so by the time you get back, we could talk to Y/N." Natasha appreciates Bruce's sentiment but throws another pointed look at Tony.

"Fine. Don't do anything stupid. Call me once she recovers." And with that, she left the lab and headed to her room before checking in on Clint.

"That spider has her favorites, I'm telling you."

"Or you're just being an insensitive jerk."

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In the following days, Natasha didn't fail to check in on you from time to time. You're placed in a special containment similar to the Hulk's, but you are being strapped for extra caution.

"Hey, little one, or not so little now that you've grown a few inches since we last saw you." She attempts small talk with you every visit so that you can recognize her and snap out of Hydra's control. They found out from Bucky, Steve's best friend who they rescued earlier that year, that the method they used on him was the same one being used on you.

"I'm just... I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe. Even though I promised a lot of times." She pressed her head on the glass to ground herself. She can't help but let the guilt consume her. What she didn't notice was that your restless eyes settled on her.

You could easily phase out of these confinements, but whenever you look at the redhead, a sense of longing hits you like that hammer did to you.

Natasha was startled when she looked back at you and found you staring at her. She can't help but hope that you finally recognize her. The empty look in your eyes say otherwise.

"Y/N. I'm glad I found you again..." you hear her say but the movement you made in motion to get to her triggered the sedative in your collar. 

Natasha couldn't help but turn away since seeing you in that state devastated her.

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"I told you not to do anything stupid, Stark." She can't help the disappointed tone in her voice as they gathered around after Ultron crashed the party.

She watched her teammates argue, but her thoughts drifted to you. She's glad that nothing happened to you when the commotion started and ended, and you were still there in your confinement.

She's about to head out when suddenly, you phased through the room. Instinctively, all of them are in a fighting stance. They weren't sure how they could handle you after this night, but they knew you could hurt each of them easily.

They looked at you warily, waiting for your next move. Natasha couldn't understand how you got out, considering you were unconscious when she left.

"Y-you promised to keep me safe. Natasha..." you looked at them with guilt and remorse as the series of memories flashed on your mind. "They used me. It was even worse. I couldn't escape..."

"You left me to them." Your knees gave out, and in a second, you're on the floor.  Natasha didn't hesitate to run to you and hold you in her arms. You didn't cry. You couldn't. You were just tired from all of it.

"I'm so sorry... I'm really sorry..." Natasha apologized profusely as she held you tightly, making sure to let you know that she'd never ever let you go like that again.

Your fling with Wanda happened when she first joined the team. She had always blamed the fact that she was new and just needed someone there to comfort her after the loss of her brother, but there was no telling when Wanda was telling the truth or lying. You didn't know if her feelings changed by the day or if she just liked manipulating you. Either way, things had been amazing between you two while they lasted.

Then came Vision, that artificially intelligent toaster in all his maroon and metallic glory. You didn't even think Wanda liked men, let alone male synthezoids made of vibranium. You never could tell what she saw in him. Maybe it was his monotone voice; his empty, analytical eyes; his horrible paprikash that you could make way better than him. Whatever streak of redemption she saw in him, it was enough for her to leave you behind in her scarlet dust.

Nat told you that you needed to get back out there on the playing field. In the moving words of the Russian assassin, "The pool is full of fishes... No... the world is one big pond... No... the fishes... Look, you need to get laid, y/n."

You couldn't bear start dating other people even if Wanda and Vision were well on their way to interspecific commitment. As much as you resented Wanda for how she played you, your heart still resided in her hand. As hard as you tried, you just could not yank it away. It made it thoroughly impossible to stand being around her, so you made it a point to avoid her as much as possible.

That meant your life had consisted of eating dinner alone in your room and staying home during missions she joined in on. Vision was shockingly clueless about it all, and you weren't sure he even knew you and Wanda ever dated. He was friendly as friendly came towards you, even after all the snarky remarks and death glares you'd given him over the past several months.

Loneliness became you so that when Nat pleaded you to attend Tony's party, you budged. Of course, you knew Wanda and Vision were going to be there since they were the star couple of the team, but you thought maybe it would be easier to avoid them since Tony's parties were usually the size of a small city.

"Stop sweating, you're gonna make it fog up in here," Nat told you as you walked hand-in-hand with her through the crowd of people. Even if Tony's parties were classy in nature, there was the same sweaty, cramped feeling of any party, and an even riper stench of expensive alcohol.

"I'm not sweating," you snipped, darting your eyes around in search of a brunette head with green eyes or a red vibranium light pole.

Taking her hand out of yours, Nat wiped her palm on your dress. "Tell that to my sticky hand."

"Ew!" you exclaimed, pushing Nat's hand away. "Look, you know I get nervous at parties."

The redhead rolled her eyes and pushed through two people who wouldn't separate to let the both of you through. "Last year I watched you scream your heart out to One Direction on the karaoke stage while your tit popped out and flashed everyone. You know that's why Tony banned karaoke."

"That was eight vodka crans and a couple third bases in. Right now I'm stone cold sober and celibate."

Nat scoffed and took your wrist, dragging you to a bar where she ordered you two shots of tequila each. "Liquid courage!" she exclaimed as she crossed her arm around yours and you both took the shot before linking your other arms together to take the second one right after.

You both sat at the bar for a moment to let the liquor set in while Nat started pointing out the people she remembered sleeping with before. You were listening and laughing, almost entirely forgetting the cause of your anxiety before it appeared right next to you.

Your eyes nearly popped out of your skull at seeing Wanda stand right next to you. Nat was still blabbering, not even noticing Wanda until she started talking.

"Hey, y/n. Hey, Nat," Wanda greeted you with a soft smile, and you could feel your heart and the tequila already trying to claw their way up your throat.

"That dude was a one-timer kind of deal, which was fine because he didn't even make me... Oh, hello," Nat trailed when Wanda interrupted her story.

Your lips felt glued together as Wanda's eyes shifted to Nat and back to you. Wanda ordered two drinks, but you could not even hear what she ordered through your thoughts screaming inside your head. You had somehow managed to avoid taking to Wanda for a good month or two, and now you felt like a deer in headlights. Not to mention she was wearing a casual black suit with heels that made her tower over you.

"Oh, getting one for Vision? Careful, he might short circuit and catch on fire," Nat remarked playfully to Wanda, but you could hear the bitterness in her voice, especially when she turned away and mumbled, "Certainly wouldn't want that."

"It's for Clint, actually," Wanda said in a hesitant voice, clearly picking up Nat's sarcasm but trying to remain polite. "Vis isn't here."

"Another routine oil change, huh?"

"Nat," you scolded her in a whisper, glaring at her. She rolled her eyes and leaned against the counter, deciding to just ignore Wanda’s presence to stop herself from smarting off.

"I didn't think you would be here, y/n," Wanda spoke as the bartender made her drinks.

You looked away to the floor and shrugged. "Neither did I."

"It's good for you to get out, you know," she said cautiously, knowing you didn't like nonconsensual advice. "You're always holed up in your room."

"Well, it's kind of hard to avoid witnessing you making out with your iPhone in front of everyone," you snapped, feeling your defenses rise at the fact that Wanda was trying to patronize you.

Nat made a noise of strangled laughter beside you, burying her head on the counter to stop herself from cackling.

Wanda pursed her lips at the insult as she looked away. "Yea, well, there won't be much of that anymore."

You watched her mindlessly tap the counter, her ring-covered fingers with nails painted in black igniting that heart-wreching feeling in you again. You could never get over how beautiful she was, even when slipping through your fingers.

"Why's that?" you tried to casually ask, hating yourself for feeling a bit of excitement from the fact that they may have possibly broken up.

Wanda sighed and brushed her brunette hair back, showing her structured jawline. "I thought he understood me. We're cut from the same cloth, after all. But as it turns out, he doesn't really understand me." She paused and turned her eyes to you, a serious look crossing them as they shifted over your face, examining you as if she had never seen you before. "Not at all."

"Alright, we're done here," Nat spoke, getting up from her stool and standing in front of you protectively, grabbing your arm and yanking you off your stool. You glanced at Wanda one last time as Nat dragged you away to a different room.

Nat dragged you to the middle of a crowd where people were dancing, the music getting a bit louder as blue and purple lights flashed all around.

"What was that?" you asked loudly over the music as Nat started dancing in front of you.

"She just wants to use you to get over him, baby," Nat said in your ear before grabbing your arms and raising them in the air. "Don't worry about it. Dance with me!"

You stiffly moved to the music for a few moments, your mind still riddled with what Nat said. Was that what Wanda was trying to do? Was she just playing a game of ping pong between you and the robot?

Fortunately, Nat was persuasive enough to get you to start actually dancing with her. After more alcohol and louder music, you had almost completely forgotten about Wanda. Steve and Bucky joined in, Bucky dancing with Nat while Steve awkwardly shimmied next to you.

"Come on, old man!" Nat yelled, her and Bucky circling closer as she grabbed Steve and yanked his rigid body around like a stiff pool noodle. Bucky was busting out some cool but ancient dance moves, and you were too tipsy and happy to make fun of him, only laughing and copying his awkward moves.

Eventually, Nat and Steve danced away until you couldn't see them anymore, and Bucky was already too tired and needed to take a breather. He offered you to come with him, but you were too in groove to break the gleeful feeling you felt. So he left, and you were alone in the crowd of people dancing all around you.

You raised your hands in the air and closed your eyes, seeing the purple lights flash behind your eyelids. You could hardly feel anything from the alcohol and the vibrating music, until you felt hands snake around your waist. Too in the moment to turn around, you felt a womanly body press up behind you. Assuming it was Nat, you giggled and danced against her, playfully grinding your ass against her as she pushed her hips against you. Her hands on your waist was firm, and you could feel her nuzzling her face against your temple.

Your eyebrows furrowed. How could Nat possibly reach the top of your head? Even in heels, you both leveled each other in height. You struggled to open your eyes through your drunken haze, so you placed your hands over the ones on your waist and felt bulky rings. Glancing down, your eyes snapped open to see a pair of hands with black fingernails holding you.

Gasping, you quickly pried them away from you and whipped around, backing away at the sight of Wanda. She looked just as breathless as you were, the purple lights flashing across her darkened green eyes. You opened your mouth to scream at her for coming up behind you, but there was a forceful lump in your throat that left you speechless.

Wanda looked completely beside herself as the two of you stared wordlessly at each other, standing still in the crowd of people dancing to the music. Finally finding your courage, you were about to tell her off until she suddenly leaped forward and grabbed your face, slamming her lips against yours.

You froze, leaning slightly into the kiss and holding onto her wrists as she held you in place. Her lips felt so soft against yours, so hungry as she kissed you wildly. You couldn't help but kiss back for a moment, feeling drunker than ever until you came to your senses.

Grunting against her, you shoved her by the shoulders as hard as you could. She stumbled away from you, her lips stained by your lipstick. Her eyes looked twice as intoxicated as you were, but you knew Wanda was not someone who got drunk. She was sober as she could be, drunk off creeping up on you on the dancefloor and forcing a kiss on you.

You stared at her for a moment as thoughts and feelings started flooding you. That was the first time she had kissed you since everything went down, and somehow it felt just as powerful and just as right as the last time. The kiss was amazing, and you hated yourself for knowing that. You hated how much control she had over you.

Feeling the urge to flee, you balled your fists and shoved past her. "Y/n!" she called after you, and you heard your name echo in the room a few more times as you shoved your way through people, not caring as people cursed at your rudeness as you elbowed your way out of the building. You nearly stumbled out the front door, gasping the fresh, cool night air into your lungs.

Your mind was racing, and you felt too dizzy to even stand. You went to the side of the building in the alleyway and leaned against the wall, hearing the muffled music bumping from inside. You breathed sharply, trying to use oxygen to rid yourself of your confused feelings.

You didn't have much time to recuperate before a figure appeared around the corner. "I never stopped loving you."

You glanced up to see Wanda standing there, looking completely lost. You rolled your eyes as you leaned over, still trying to catch your breath. "Oh, fuck off. I'm not in the mood for you to play hockey with my feelings tonight."

As you spoke, a wave of dizziness crashed over you, and you nearly stumbled over, having to catch yourself on the wall. Wanda instinctively stepped forward to catch you until she saw you stand up straight. "You're drunk, y/n. Let's go back inside."

"What? So you can use me? Fuck me since Vision's not here and then go running back to him tomorrow morning?" you snapped, not even thinking about the words before they uncontrollably spilled out.

Wanda looked at you in shock. "Is that another thought Romanoff put in your head?"

"Nat doesn't put anything into my head!" you snapped a little loudly, your voice echoing in the alley. "She just shows me the truth because I'm too blind to see what a shitty fucking person you are!" you yelled, the force of your own voice causing you to stumble sideways against the wall again.

This time, Wanda swiftly caught you, carefully holding you back up against the wall. You tried to push her away again, struggling to slap her hands off you. She fought with you, her hands landing on either side of your face and forcing you to stay still and look at her. You opened your teary eyes to see that she was incredibly close to you now, and her hands on you made you feel vulnerable again, the kind of vulnerability you showed her before she broke your heart.

"I did not use you," Wanda whispered once you had calmed down, everything feeling suddenly quiet besides the distant music and your own breathing. "I am not using you. I messed up. I made the most cliché, dumbass mistake anyone could ever make." She paused, stroking some of your hair away from your flushed, slightly sweaty face. "I let the good one get away."

You could feel your heart twisting in your stomach. If you had no integrity, which you were uncertain of at that point, you would have thrown up on her. You stared at her with your blurred vision, her hands feeling like they were burning through the skin of your face. Her scent was invading your nostrils, and her body had you pressed against the wall.

"Fuck off, Wanda," you mumbled, making another attempt to push her away, but she pressed you harder against the wall.

"I miss you," she whispered breathily, her eyes falling to your lips. She tried to kiss you, but you turned your head away. She fought with you again, moving everywhere you tried to move. "Stop it, y/n. Stop fighting me."

"Let go of me," you murmured, trying to keep her from kissing you and trying to remember why you hated her so much. She used you and manipulated you, and now she was trying to do it again. But God, did you miss her. And God, did her touch feel so right, even when you were telling her stop. And she knew it, too, and that was why she was doing everything she could to hold you against that wall.

"Don't pretend you don't want me, detka." You visibly winced at the nickname. "I still think of you," she whispered, pressing her mouth against your cheek. "When I fuck him."

You felt a wave of sickness overcome you at the thought, but the space between your legs obviously felt differently. You felt her knee try to press between your legs, but you kept your thighs tight together to keep it away.

Wanda's mouth moved to your neck and began sloppily kissing it. "Do you think of me when Romanoff fucks you?"

You rolled your eyes and gritted your teeth in anger. Back when you were with Wanda, she was always so crazily jealous over Nat because of your close friendship, but Nat was and would always be just a best friend to you. "Nat doesn't fuck me," you spat. In your anger, you forgot to keep your legs closed tight, and Wanda's knee swiftly slid between yours and rolled right against your core.

You hissed at the feeling, pleasure already throbbing throughout you. You wished you would've taken up Nat's advice and had more sex so that you wouldn't be so sensitive, and you were really regretting that advice upon Wanda's next words.

"So you're still my girl, then?" she uttered, and you could hear the cheeky grin in her voice.

"I'm not your anything," you weakly countered, catching her hand when it tried to move down your body. She rolled her thigh against you again, and you bit your lip to keep from giving her the satisfaction of a moan.

"You never leave the compound except to go on missions. If Romanoff hasn't fucked you, no one else has," she hissed in your ear before overpowering your hand and slipping her own downwards, forcing it up your dress. Her hand groped you over your underwear, and you couldn't help the gasp that left your lips.

She took the opportunity to catch you off guard and kiss you roughly, her lips devouring yours with bruising force. Your lips involuntarily kissed back, trying to keep up with her force as her hand started rubbing you.

Wanda pulled away and panted against your lips, looking darkly at you. "You're still mine," she whispered before diving her hand inside your panties and pushing herself inside you.

Your head fell against the wall as a moan escaped your throat. You grabbed the wrist of her hand up your dress and squeezed it, unsure of whether to push her away or pull her closer. Your walls tensed around her fingers, and Wanda sloppily kissed your neck.

"God, I've fucking missed you," she whispered as she dragged her fingers out. "Your pussy." She thrust her fingers back in, using her knee as leverage which had your body being forced against the wall. She started thrusting faster, curling her fingers inside you and using her thumb to rub your clit. Your wetness had already coated her knuckles. "You were always so wet for me."

Your mouth fell open at the feeling of her inside you. She touched you just right, and as dirty as you felt letting your ex fuck you in an alley, it felt fucking amazing.

Wanda's free hand started fumbling with the button of her pants, and she pushed her chin against your shoulder for leverage as she used magic to place a strap around her hips. You felt nostalgia overwhelm you, thinking of all the times she had used that trick during quickies you had together.

Her fingers left you feeling empty, but it was only a matter of seconds before she replaced them with her cock seeping slowly inside you and filling you up, her hands grabbing your thighs and hoisting them around her torso. With her magic enhancing the piece to stimulate herself, she moaned as she buried herself deep inside you, simultaneously kissing you and pushing her tongue down your throat.

You were shameless in your moans at this point, slipping your hands under her blazer to claw at her back. Wanda swallowed your moans as she fucked you hard and fast against the wall, not giving you any time to adjust although your pussy was so wet and needy that it took her in easily. The position allowed you to feel her so deliciously deep inside you, basically slamming into your cervix with each of her powerful thrusts.

"Wanda," you moaned into her mouth, and Wanda started becoming too heated to be able to kiss you anymore. She buried her face into your neck and grunted as she gripped your hips tightly and continued pounding mercilessly into you.

Within a few moments, you came around her cock, moaning her name as the powerful orgasm shook your entire body. Wanda kept going, though, hellbent on fucking the absolute life out of you.

Once her name was no longer coming out in moans from your mouth and you had come down from your throbbing high, you heard something from the front of the building. Before you could warn Wanda, a figure appeared around the corner. You snapped your eyes over in horror that you were caught, but a different feeling filled you upon seeing who it was.

Vision, apparently showing up late to the party, stood there, eyes wide at the sight in front of him. Wanda, whose face was buried in the other side of your neck, could not see or hear him as she continued plowing you against the wall. Her hips were jutting desperately into you, slamming your entire body against the wall each time. You held Vision's horrified stare, and you surprised yourself when a crooked grin formed on your mouth.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Wanda said into your ear, but it was loud enough for Vision to hear. It seemed that he was frozen where he stood, shock and hurt visible on his face as Wanda started to unravel. "God, I'm gonna cum," the woman gasped, her thrusts becoming so forceful you slightly winced in pain, still holding Vision's stare. In perfect timing, Wanda came inside you. "Fuck, y/n!" she moaned loudly, holding her other hand against the wall to keep herself steady as she came, her hips stalling as she rode out her high inside you.

The alley was filled with the sound of Wanda panting to catch her breath. You smirked victoriously at Vision, rubbing Wanda's back like you always did to soothe her after she came. Finally, Wanda moved her face out of your neck to look lovingly at you. Seeing that you were looking to the side, she followed your eyes and immediately gasped.

"Vision!" she exclaimed, quickly pulling out of you and using her magic to make the cum-coated strap disappear. By the time she let you go, Vision was flying away. "Vision, wait!" she yelled, flying into the air and chasing after him.

As you were tugging your dress back down, someone else came rounding the corner. It was Nat, watching in confusion as Wanda chased after Vision. Her eyes landed on you, a look of relief crossing her face. "God, where have you been? I thought you got kidnapped or something."

A mixture of deviousness and embarrassment was written on your face as Nat stared at you questioningly. She could still hear Wanda calling after Vision, and once she noticed your smeared lipstick and wobbly legs, she rolled her eyes in disappointment and put her hands on her hips.