Marvel And Melanated Imagines (ongoing)

breakfast and dessert | wanda maximoff

"Morning, Y/N." Wanda wandered into the kitchen, taking a bagel from the table. You smiled and tried your best to keep your eyes off of her, but it didn't work. She was too damn perfect.

"Morning, Wanda. Good sleep?" You replied, taking out the butter and grape jelly.

"As good as always. You?" She took a bite of her bagel.

"Pretty much the same." A whiz of silver flashed in front of your eyes before you sighed and yelled, probably waking everyone else in the tower that had still been asleep up. Why? Your toast had been stolen. "Pietro! Get your ass back here with my toast!" He came back and took a seat on the counter, waving a piece of half-eaten toast in front of you. You crossed your arms as Wanda snickered, making you blush in embarrassment.

"What? I thought you made it for me?" Pietro said, smirking and taking off again when you lunged at him.

You groaned and looked back at Wanda, seeing her still laughing. You rolled your eyes in amusement and took a step toward her, "Is your brother stealing my toast funny to you?"

"No." She wiped her hands on her pants and continued talking, "But you throwing a fit is."

You raised a brow, "So you laugh at my struggles. I-"

"Do you have any more?" Pietro asked, stopping in front of you. Your eyebrow twitched but you responded calmly.

"Pietro, I'm going to strangle you if you don't stop."

"You cannot strangle me if you cannot catch me!" He took off through the tower but so did you. Due to tests as a child, simple mutations were duplicated and you were injected with super speed and strength. It's how you were on S.H.I.E.L.D's radar in the first place. You stretched your hand out and grabbed his hand, using yours and his momentum to run back to Wanda and throw him on the ground. However, it seems as though you held on too long and someone had the wrong thought. It only got worse when you pinned Pietro's wrists above him and straddled him to stop him from going anywhere. Wanda cleared her throat and your bickering with Pietro ceased.

"Wanda, he stole my toast. That was unforgivable and he needs to know that." You said, looking up at her while maintaining your position. When you looked up at her, all you saw in her eyes was jealousy. You swallowed hard and focused back on Pietro for a moment before Wanda spoke up again.

"Could you maybe continue your quarrel later? I...need to talk to you." You looked back up at her and loosened your grip when you saw that the jealousy hadn't left her gaze. What the hell was she jealous about?

"Uh, yeah." You got up and helped Pietro up as well, swatting him on the head before he took off once more.

 "What is it?" 

She took your hand (more like three of your fingers) and dragged you to her room, slamming the door and locking it. 

"U-um...Wanda?"

"Do you like Pietro?" She asked, looking extremely angry and crossing her arms.

"What?" You asked completely dumbstruck.

"You heard me." The jealousy was still there, but there was a little rage as well. You bit your lip as Wanda took a step toward you, gulping as your heart rate sped up. You put your hands up defensively in front of you and took a step back.

"Wanda, I don't have a crush on Piet. He's my brother more than anything. I-I don't really see why you're making a big deal out of this. Couldn't you just read my mind and see that?"

"Because it's an invasion of privacy, you know that." The rage simmered down, but the jealousy was as strong as ever. She stopped looking at you and cast her gaze at the floor though, rubbing her temples. You regained your step and placed your hand on her shoulder, pulling her in for a hug. She wrapped her hands around your waist and nuzzled into your neck, inhaling your scent. You bit your lip again and thought about it for a moment before responding; you'll push it down and she won't see it. Simple.

"I-If you don't believe me, you can look. I don't mind." You sat down on the end of her bed and she sat next to you.

"Are you sure?" She asked, holding your hand (again, more like three fingers). You nodded and smiled. She nodded and pressed her fingertips to the temples of your head, closing her eyes. You thought of everything you and Pietro had done together, never having any feelings for him and him being more like a brother than anything. Then you thought about how you still wanted to beat him up for taking your toast and Wanda let out a small giggle. You smiled at the sight and...oh shit. She let go of your hand as her eyes shot open. You knew what had happened.

"Wanda I'm so sorry- I-I didn't mean to- i-it just-" You stopped, stuttering too much to get your point across. When you saw her smile, your mind exploded with all of the thoughts you'd ever had about her...And not all of them are kid-friendly.

"I should be the one apologizing." She replied, now looking directly at you.

"What? Why?"

"For not doing this sooner." Wanda gently grabbed your face and leaned in, connecting your lips with hers in one swift motion. You instantly melted into the kiss, responding soft and slow. You snaked your hand up her thigh and over her curves, settling on her nape. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your vision was white hot. Of everything you'd ever imagined, this was better than all of it combined. After a few moments, however, she pulled away.

"So...is that why you were jealous?" You asked, placing your forehead on hers and smiling.

"Partly. But I know now and that's all that matters." She smiled and you kissed her again, this time it was better than the last. You pulled back and kissed her again to test it; it was better than the last as well. You laughed softly and looked at her.

"Thank you." You said.

"For?"

"Giving me a chance."