Marvel Oneshots

Wanda Maximoff x Reader - Just Like Me

Y/N's P.O.V.

I knew I was in trouble the moment I locked eyes with her.
Her beautiful blue eyes seemed to look straight into my soul and I felt like I couldn't move.

"Hey." Someone stepped in front of me and I blinked, looking up at Steve.
"The terms of you staying here are simple enough. I know you read over the contract, which gives you all the details, but you have to attend a weekly therapy session, daily training and you're not allowed to use your power unless given permission, just until we know you're safe."

"Steve?" A soft accented voice asked and I turned my head to look at the woman. She was stunningly beautiful and it completely caught me off guard.
"Who's this?"

"Wanda, this is Y/N L/N. Y/N, this is Wanda Maximoff. Y/N is joining the team, I was about to introduce the two of you actually." Steve smiled brightly and I pulled at the
"From what we can tell, Y/N has similar abilities to you, Wanda. Although, she has no memory of her past or how she got them." I looked down, sadly.
"She's going to be staying on the same floor as you and I was hoping you could show her around?"

"Yes, of course." The woman replied and Steve left.
"Y/N, I know it's a little scary, being new here, but you are safe. I was scared when I came here too." I looked up at her and she offered me a kind smile.
"Come on." I followed her to the elevator and she took us to what she described as our floor. Our rooms were right next to each other, which seemed to delight her.
"Can you tell me about your powers?"

"I can move things with my mind." I admitted after a moment.
"And I can... slow time. Just for a few seconds. I'd show you, but I'm not allowed." I frowned and she touched my arm lightly, before lifting her other hand and a red glow covered her fingers, making my eyes widen. A book lifted itself up off of the desk, a red glow around that too, as it came towards us slowly. The book landed in her hands.

"You can show me. I won't tell anyone." I hesitated, looking at her, before nodding.
Similar to how Wanda raised her hand, I raised mine, except my magic was blue, not red. Her eyes widened as the book lifted from her hands, before returning to its place on the desk.
"You're just like me." She whispered, smiling at me.

"And you're like me." Wanda nodded her head.
"Can you tell me how you got your powers?" I asked and she took my hand, leading me over to the chairs by the window. She began to tell me everything that happened, how her and her brother, Pietro, were experimented on by something called the Mind Stone. It was an Infinity Stone, apparently, which was curious, because the words Infinity Stone seemed hauntingly familiar.
Wanda told me about Ultron and how he tricked the twins. Then she told me about how she was welcomed into the Tower and taught to control her power.

"I can teach you, if you'd like?" She asked hopefully.
"It will take time and training, but you will make an amazing Avenger."

"You'd do that?" I asked hopefully and she nodded excitedly.

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The weeks passed quickly as I got on with my therapy appointments and training. Wanda and Nat were the main two I trained with, because they were the two I felt most comfortable around.
Wanda and I would use our magic and my ability to slow time to trick the others, mostly Pietro.
I still couldn't remember anything of my past, but I was having strange dreams of a woman in blue, she'd apologise relentlessly and tell me she 'didn't want to do it', but she never specified what she did exactly. They weren't the only strange dreams I had. Sometimes I'd be trying to comfort the apologising woman and then I was trapped in a room, chained to a wall. Masked men would come in and out, but that was all I could remember.

"Y/N?" I turned my head just in time to see Wanda approaching, a small smile on her face. She was beautiful. There was no denying that I was attracted to her, but I really had no idea if she felt the same way, so I kept my feelings to myself.
"I thought you were in with Dr. Dex?" She linked her arm with mine.

"Our session just ended. I'm gonna head to my room and relax for a bit." I gave her a tired smile.

"Did you tell her about the dreams?" Wanda asked with genuine curiosity and concern. Wanda only knew about the dreams because I needed someone to vent to and she was just there.
I nodded my head and we stepped into the elevator. Before the doors could close, there was a flash of light blue as Pietro appeared with a smirk on his lips.

"What are you two talking about?" The boy asked and Wanda narrowed her eyes at him.

"None of your business. What do you want?" She asked, taking me a little by surprise. There was a tension between the twins and I didn't want to get involved in one of their little arguments. It got messy last time.
Pietro looked at me, then back at Wanda.

"I just thought I'd tell Y/N how beautiful she looks today." He took my hand and pulled me away from Wanda. He hugged me from behind, making my face burn in embarrassment. I wasn't quite sure what was happening. Pietro never hesitated to flirt with me, but it felt different this time. Like he was proving a point to his sister. I didn't like it.
"Don't you think so, Wanda?" The girl's face turned red, from what I presumed to be frustration, as she glared at her brother.
"What's wrong?"

"Stop it, Pietro, you're making her uncomfortable." Wanda muttered and Pietro tightened his hold on me slightly, putting his chin on my shoulder.

"Is that true, Y/N?" Pietro asked, a teasing tone in his voice as his breath tickled my neck. Sure, Pietro was attractive, but I only really had eyes for Wanda, his flirting didn't make me uncomfortable, the tense atmosphere he had created did, however.
I nodded my head a little and he instantly let go of me, stepping back.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" The elevator opened and a hand wrapped around my wrist, pulling me away from him. I gave Pietro a small smile as Wanda pulled me down the hall.

"Is everything okay between you and Pietro?" I asked carefully, as soon as we were in my room, not wanting to overstep any boundaries.

"I told him he has to stop flirting with you." She admitted with a small frown.
"I know it makes you uncomfortable."

"I don't mind too much." I shrugged, noticing her frown deepen. A sad look filled her eyes and I panicked slightlyie
"It's not something you should have to argue about. Besides, I don't think I could ever like Pietro like that. He's too brotherly, if you ignore the flirting."

"Oh okay." Wanda nodded, suddenly seeming nervous.
"Do you... see me as your sister?" I hesitated. No, I definitely didn't, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings. I really liked Wanda. She was just like me and she understood me more than the others could.
"Y/N?" There was a worried look on her face and I realised I had zoned out.
"It's okay, you don't have to answer." She gave me a small smile, reaching forward and tucking some hair behind my ear. Without even thinking, I put my hand over hers, leaning forward and kissing her. It was short and sweet and I broke the kiss quickly.

"Wanda, I'm-" She cut me off by kissing me back, her hands cupping my cheeks. I pulled her closer, my hands on her waist. The kiss didn't last much longer than the last one, but that didn't matter.

"I like you. A lot." Wanda admitted and I was speechless.
"I didn't like Pietro flirting with you, I'm sorry if I overstepped-"

"I like you too." I took her hands in mine and we both smiled shyly.