Wanda Maximoff One-Shots

Memories

A light fluff one-shot. Wanda uses her powers on Natasha again but on a more pleasant manner (the gif wont work on the media so I placed a video)

Word Count: 831

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[Wanda's POV]

21:00
00:14
01:02
01:38

Another restless night falls upon Wanda Maximoff. It's soon to reach a month after her twin brother's heroic sacrifice. She blames herself for it. For everything. Letting Tony obtain the scepter. Aiding Ultron. Making him leave her side. Heck, the last words to him was 'Go'. Everything was aligning to that moment because of her and she can't stop her racing thoughts

Sighing, she sits up and checks the time once again. 01:51 displayed in white on the digital clock on the wall. Why does time run slow on unwanted moments and fast on favored ones? He was fast. Really fast. Too fast for the brain to process but she saw him clearly. People would say that he looks like a blur but what she saw was a strong, caring, and an over-protective idiot which happens to be her brother. She wouldn't have it any other way

Wanting to get some shut eye, or at least try to, Wanda takes light steps to the kitchen despite acknowledging that everyone would be asleep. Warm milk helps, right? There should be some easily accessible at this hour. She enters the kitchen turning the corner to near the fridge

"Hey, Maximoff" a tired husky voice greets from the couch catching Wanda's full surprised attention

"Hi" she manages to squeak out to Natasha who was cross sitting on the couch with some water

"Can't sleep?"

"I think it's normal for everyone in the....the..." she tries to think of the word "...for everyone here to not have good sleep" she points out thinking that even heroes deal with normal everyday problems

"Everyone in the building? You can say that. Need anything?" Natasha finishes her drink and joins Wanda by the fridge to refill

"I wanted to warm some milk to sleep" she informs as she uses the microwave. Never having the luxury to access one made her very cautious around it "What....Why are you still awake?" correcting herself

"You first" the spy fires back knowing that she wouldn't get the usual 'I asked you first'

"I'm still thinking about him. That day. That moment. It is hard to forget" inhaling deeply

"You don't have to, you know? Forgetting about the bad stuff isn't always the answer. You could look on the bright side" she earns a confused look "It means to look on the situation positively. Be happy, if not for yourself, for him. He would want that"

"It is just....sad" the younger says the word with an unsure tone. It was the word but she wanted a better term

"Don't worry. I get you" their eyes meet as Nat's hand squeezes Wanda's arm. They appreciate the sounds of silence

"So, why are you awake?" grabbing her, now warm, milk and leads them both to the couch "Do you hate me?" she feels that it was finally time to pop the question. On that day out of all their minds, only Natasha's seemed to show a memory. Not a 'what could be' fear instead a past trauma

"Well, since we're getting into the mood, I might as well" she smirks, adjusting her position on the couch "That place....the Red Room holds a lot of memories that are...better left as memories. Like a past life"

"The lady talking to you wasn't good I guess" she comments recalling the flashback "I'm sorry" taking a shy sip of her milk

"Stop it"

"What?"

"Apologizing" she smiles at the other's innocence

"But, I made a mistake-"

"I won't judge you on your past mistakes. Trust me. I've done plenty worse"

"I still want to do something because of it. Words are not enough" she continues to work on her beverage

"The others might like that but I'm good" nodding she grabs her water

"You...You said....I mean you have problems sleeping. Maybe I can help with that" Wanda suggests nervously tapping on her mug before setting it back down "May I?"

Nat hums signifying her approval. Wanda closes her eyes and extends her hand to Nat's head. A small red glow grows from her hand as bands reach out into her head. Upon contact, Natasha's irises are once again tainted with red. With a blink, she enters a wonderful ride down her happiest memories. Meeting Clint. Her first mission as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. The after-battle shawarma of 2012. Forming strong friendships and relationships. Everyone with smiles on their faces. The sound of laughter. It was chaotic at times but peaceful in a way

Wanda pulls back finding herself smiling as well after going on the ride with her. Nat's eyes return back to green as she exhales in delight

"Thank You, Maximoff" she reaches out for her hand caressing it sincerely

"'It is the least I can do' as the Americans like to say" they both laugh at the reply. Soon after, they both return to their rooms and fall asleep effortlessly

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Its a crime that I havent posted any WandaNat stuff. But a bigger crime is Marvel not giving us WandaNat moments. There was the Wakanda and undercover scenes and the two moments in the prelude comics but come on! Theyre the only female on the team. Im sad for the lack of chemistry
Anywho, Black Widow movie is so close ACK