Indigo Meets Scarlet (Wanda x Y/n)

chapter fortynine

Y/N POV

I breathe in the sweet scent of vanilla as something stirs me from my dreamless sleep, gradually becoming aware of another's limbs entangled with mine. 

I smile sleepily as I realise who it is. Wanda.

I tilt my head up to observe the slumbering witch cocooning me. Her dark eyelashes rest delicately against rosy cheeks and strands of her hair stick to her forehead. Something flutters in my stomach and I gently push myself up, mindful not to wake her, to place a soft kiss on her cheek.

Just before my lips touch her skin, she shifts in her sleep once more, turning her head to the side and my lips land straight on hers. I pull away flustered as Wanda's eyes begin to flutter open and land on mine, a huge grin spreading on her face.

"That is quite a bedhead." She giggles and my hand flies up to my hair, feeling a tangle of knots.

If my cheeks weren't as bright as a tomato before, they definitely were now. I bury my face in my hands but Wanda untangles one of her arms from my waist and pulls them away, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"It's adorable."

"Alright, Romeo."

My response earns me a prod in the ribs, followed by a pillow walloped over my head.

"Hey!"

Wanda bursts into laughter and I just lay there grinning as I watch her happiness.

"Get up, love birds. We have a mission." Natasha announces, barging into the room.

"Natasha! Have you not heard of knocking?" I yell, lobbing the pillow Wanda had just hit me with and missing.

"Hurry up, Fury wants you in the meeting room in ten." 

She picks the pillow up from where it had landed on the floor and chucks it back at me before marching straight back out, leaving the door wide open.

"Yeah, bye! Nice chatting with you."

Wanda groans and wraps her arms back around my waist, burying her head in my hair.

"You gotta let me go."

"No."

"Wanda."

"You're too comfy. Don't want to leave."

"Come on, the mission might not take long and then we can come back and watch that movie."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Mmm... Fine."

She releases me reluctantly and I roll out of the bed, stretching as I plod into the bathroom and surveying myself in the mirror.

Grabbing my hairbrush from the side, I start dragging it through the bird's nest on my head, wincing as the knots pull. 

After a considerable amount of time brushing, my hair is finally tamed and I race back into the bedroom to change. Wanda was laid back on the bed, dressed in her suit and waiting for me.

"Okay, let's go." I say after I've slipped into my suit, selecting a few knives from my wall and pocketing them.

Wanda POV

Fury, Rogers, Stark and Nat all stood pouring over a tablet in the meeting room when Y/n and I arrive.

Y/n clears her throat to announce our presence and they all glance up momentarily before returning their attention to the screen.