As I Do

I’m always up for domestic fluff!

Vision has spent the last ten minutes meticulously preparing.  The bathroom is fairly small, just enough room for two people to stand, shoulders touching and only if one of them doesn’t need the sink, but it’s the only option, cross-contamination of the kitchen counters unacceptable (despite Wanda’s approval of the idea). He has read the instructions numerous times, memorized the steps and the warnings, practiced the motions suggested in several informative blogs, yet he is still nervous.

“You ready yet?”

Wanda’s voice cuts through the gentle music he has playing, voice harmonizing the saxophone. She is standing in the door, platinum blonde hair (her latest disguise) falling loosely around her shoulders, an impatient arc to her mouth, and her eyes shining with amusement. It appears she at least listened to his advice, partially, she is in a dark tank top though he had suggested a shirt that buttons, as the online community stated this would be most parsimonious to a clean process. “I believe so,” one last glance at the overly crowded bathroom vanity confirms his truthful statement. “Please,” he waves to the rickety white stool in the middle of the bathroom, “have a seat.”

The path to the stool is direct, yet she follows a more meandering journey, one that allows her to run her hand along his lower back and place a peck to his shoulder. “Thanks again for helping.”

“We both made promises.” “But not to each other.” (“I’d rather make it to you.”)

the vision and the scarlet witch movie adaptation starring elizabeth olsen and paul bettany lmao