Marvel Universe Imagines

Sick day ~Wanda Maximoff~

Featuring: He/Him Y/N
Love interest (if anything): Wanda Maximoff
Warnings: Fluffy!!
Summary: Wanda got the flu, so Y/N is taking care of her when she really can't take care of herself.
Word count: 490

Y/N knocks on the door. "Knock knock. Are you in there?" He says. There's a weak response over the dull roar of a T.V. show playing. "Yeah. Come in." He opens the door to see Wanda curled up in a ball on the bed watching the Dick Van Dyke show. She had been sick with the flu the past two days, and he wanted to help her, since the rest of the Avengers were on a mission. "I brought you soup and- hey! Are you watching the Dick Van Dyke show?" He asks. She says, "Yeah. It's my favorite show." She takes the soup in her hands and slowly starts to eat it.

Y/N sits down with her. She finishes a spoonful of her soup when she shivers. "You alright?" He asks. She nods. "Yeah, I just got the chills for a second." Y/N takes his navy blue hoodie off. "I probably shouldn't do this to keep your body temperature down, but here you go." Wanda sets her soup bowl down on the tray table next to the bed and looks at Y/N, then his hoodie. "You're giving me your favorite hoodie?" He nods. She takes it eagerly and puts it on. It's huge on her, but she looks adorable in it. Her smile is huge at this point. Y/N laughs. "I see you like the hoodie?" She nods. "You do realize you're never getting this back right?" His hand finds hers, and their fingers become intertwined together.

"Oh, I know. I was counting on it." They laugh. They both turn back towards they T.V., and the episode called "The Impractical Joke" started playing. Wanda squeezed his hand. "I love this episode! It's the best one in my opinion." He laughs. She looks at him. "What's so funny? The episode hasn't even started yet." He looks at her. "You're nerding out on a T.V. show episode and it's adorable." Her cheeks turn a light shade of red. Her hand eases up on his, but she doesn't let go. Her free hand reaches for the soup spoon, and just as she takes a bite, something funny happens, and she almost spits her soup everywhere. The two of them laugh really hard. When they finally regain their breath, Wanda looks Y/N in the eyes, and he does the same. He kisses her on the forehead, and she nuzzles her head into his shoulder. "I love you Wanda Maximoff." He says to her. She says back sleepily, "And I love you Y/N L/N."

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Authors note: This is just a little fluff story to keep you guys happy after the last two stories with pain and death and sad stuff.