Chapter 12 || The Truth Comes Out

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"It's just not fair! How come my little sister can lift that thing but I can't? Hello? Biggest name in clean energy ring a bell?"

I chuckle at Tony's whining and toss Mjolnir in my hand, catching it. Thor plays with Stormbreaker, showing it off to a bunch of random women Tony invited to the party, flexing what he likes to call his "muscles from the gods."

Natasha pats Tony's shoulder in faux-sympathy and sips on her beer, "There, there, Stark. It's shocking enough that Y/N can lift a regular hammer."

With a sneer, I throw my empty can at her but she just catches it and throws it right back. Wanda is beside me, tracing the tattoos I've gotten over the years on my arm, admiring the artwork.

"Is this one for me?" Her accent is thick and beautiful as always, my attention pulls towards her, then moves down to see the tattoo of a pair of eyes with red irises.

Coughing and straightening up I crack my neck while my cheeks heat up with embarrassment as I fix my shirt.

"I-uh...I mean yeah, sure, maybe...I don't know. It was-" I get cut off with a pair of lips pressing against mine. My chest fills with flutters and warmth. Smiling into her lips, I close my eyes, instantly missing the contact when she pulls away.

Her hand cups the bottom of my chin, thumb grazing over my cheek lovingly as she leans her forehead against my own, breath hitting my lips as she speaks.

"I love it. It is beautiful. Like you."

Embarrassment gone.

Grinning down at the woman I have yearned to have back in my presence for years, I stroke strands of her hair behind her ear and take in the features of her angelic face. I refuse to believe that she is of this world...Well I guess now that we found out she's the Scarlet Witch she...isn't? Who knows. Still, this woman has got to be the most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on. She's just perfect.

"I love you so much," I whisper. I didn't even mean for it to come out but it just did with all the thoughts in my head swirling about her. It just fell out, straight from my heart.

She seems to notice this, her eyes well up with appreciative tears, nodding at me.

"I know, my love. And I love you."

I swear, I will never get tired of hearing her say that.

Taking her hand, I place a soft kiss on it and excuse myself to go and grab another drink. That's when I hear a young voice approach me from behind.

"Hi Y/N! It's been a while! I never got to tell you but at the battle with Thanos when you did the 'I am Y/N Stark' thing and the finger snap and the kaboom thing it was so cool! You saved the whole world!"

Chuckling, I turn around to the kid and quirk up an eyebrow, "Good to see you too, Pete. Now I probably already know the answer to this question but does May know you're out this late?"

Peter scratches the back of his neck anxiously with a shy smile before shaking his head. I laugh and ruffle his hair, slinging my arm around his shoulders as we walk over to everyone.

"May wanna head home soon if you know what's good for you. May will kill you."

"Yeah I know...but she's been out with Happy all night and I didn't want to see them come home together...it's kind of weird."

That makes me laugh even more until I hear an idiot speak.

"So, Witchy. I gotta say I'm impressed you didn't murder Y/N after she told you about her and Natasha."

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