The other Stark (long) (Wanda x reader)

Date night

Y/n pov

It takes us about half an hour just to get our food, then one hour to eat it and then another half hour of just talking. It's nice, not having to pretend. It's also fun that our cover is truthful.

"You look lovely by the way" i say and it's the first words said in ten minuets of just staring at each other.

"So do you" i can see a small fluster spread throughout her face and she doesn't hide it. Just as i'm about to tell her that we need to take a bathroom break, the waitress comes back.

"Was everything to your liking?"

"Yes, it was marvelous. Like always" i say with a flirst, making the woman blush. It's cute how Wanda reacts, like she thinks i would go after anyone else but her. Maybe she thinks that because i haven't said i'm not going to leave. Well i did say that but that i said like a friend. That's too many thoughts.

"Good, here's the check" she says, sliding me the piece of paper. And not to my surprise her number is written on it. I sign with a snirckly handwriting, paying for the food. She leaves the table and we're alone again.

"What are they doing?" Steve asks over the comms, it's been quiet for awhile.

"They're leaving soon, i got invited to a meeting later tonight" i answer, only looking at Wanda. Watching her realise that's what he has whispered to me earlier when she wanted to punch him and kick his crotch. It's what i'm going to see at that meeting that'll decide what i'm going to believe.

"They're coming over here" Wanda says, stretching her back.

"I was just leaving and wondered if you needed a ride?" Thomas asks, nicely. I still can't believe the information i got in that file. How can the nicest person i knew in high school become a top seller at the black market?

"I would love to" i say, turning to him with a smile. Every smile takes so much energy out of me so i turn back to Wanda. How did i go from learning about my past, to fucking her, to sitting at a dinner with her, to going to a probobly illigal meeting. Well this birthday seems to be the most eventful in some time. "Derek will take you home luv"

"Sure" she says as we start to stand up. He leans in a whisper again, with his hand on my lower back. I can see the same cheekbones i fell for all those years ago.

"Make sure she doesn't talk to somebody she shouldn't"

"That won't be a problem, i can make her shut up easily" i take her hand in mine as we start to walk out to my limo. I feel how hot she is by my words, everytime i blink i can see her before me, like my private buffe.

"Aren't you gonna give her a goodnight kiss?" he asks. "You used to give Romanoff a real one before you let her go home all alone"

I can feel Wanda freeze in my hand. Without even meeting her gaze to ask, I drag her lips into mine. Tasting her strawberry flavored lips, still from the desert. It's not a kiss of passion like earlier, just for show. Holding one hand on her neck, stabilizing so that she won't fall or let go. Holding the other hand on her lower back. Out lips move in sync in what feels like forever, until we let go for a breath. When i look at her i just want to kiss every part of her, lick up her flavor and fall asleep, vulnerable, on her chest.

"Goodnight darling" hopefully no one can see the blush spreading on both our faces. She stays quiet, feeling the same urges as me as Derek opens the door for her. She gets in after i give her a reassuring smile. Driving away i feel the butterflies in my stomach again. I can't wait for this to be over, thank god my walls are soundproof.

"This way, m'lady" Thomas says sarcastically, extending me his arm and i take it. More flashes from cameras brings me back from my thoughts. Right now she'll have to read about it too. And what was a cover is now reality. I just realised I was telling the truth when the reporter asked. Damn you Loki, why does he always have to be right.

"I'm sorry but we'll need to pat you down" a guard says when we have come to the place of the meeting. It's a private club called the white Pearl, i used to go there before everything happened. Just this is giving me a feeling that what was in the file was right. He is holding on to those metal detectors.

"Yeah, of course" i say, letting go of Thomas' arm. With an unnoticed move i throw out the comm in my ear. Now i'm by myself.

"What's that?" the man says, pointing to the opening of the dress. To anyone that didn't know about my tattoo, it could have looked like something else.

"A tattoo" i answer but he doesn't seem to believe me so i have no choice. I lift up the part of the dress to expose more of the tattoo. There's something in his eye that makes me drop the dress again. But he continues to check me and it beeps when it reaches my hand, but he ignores it.

"You're clear to go in" he says, opening the heavy metal door. On my left ring finger sits the ring i had given to Wanda just a few hours ago. I smile at the fact that she was able to magicly transfer it from her finger to mine without me noticing. Now i just wished i had the bracelet she had given me, so i could look at the inscription again. Something predicted.

Love is internal, just like us

Thomas leads me into a larger room full with other men, with big guns and security forces. This may be harder than i first thought. At least they can track me to the door, hopefully. The ring was designed to track Wanda's magic, aka her. Since they give of the same signature, maybe that mark stays on me for a little while. At least otherwise they have a follow to the door.

A/N I'm sick so I've got a lot more time to write so expect more then usual