europhia ➳ wanda maximoff

group chat - seventeen

"Where's little Red?" Tony questions, the group who are currently engrossed in a very competitive game of Mario Kart.

"Said something about checking on Sof- CAP IF THAT BLUE SHELL HITS ME, I SWEAR TO GOD!" Clint growls. "Pain meds have knocked her right out this afternoon so I can't imagine her needing company."

"Ask her if she has any for Cap cause he's sure gonna need them." Natasha adds on, being the victim of Steve's latest blue shell attack.

"Well while you children play whatever this is, I'm gonna be in the lab so-"

"WHO THE HELL IS BOWSER?! OH F- YOU BUCKY!"

"And I'm talking to myself." With a shake of his head, Tony leaves the group at it to accompany Bruce in the lab.

Wanda had been stood outside Sofia's door for at least 20 minutes now, mumbling words of assurance to herself. What did you even say to someone who had just been shocked back out of mind control?

Hey, welcome back!

Enjoy your... trip?

How's the mind?

Good to be back... in your own head?

And a simple hi surely wouldn't suffice everything she's been through. She's probably in tonnes of pain still, laid up in bed and here I am lingering outside her room, thinking about what small talk I can make-

"Wanda, if you continue to pace, there will be no floor left."

Shit.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly opens the agent's door and steps inside, smiling sympathetically when she sees Sofia. The woman in question is curled up in her sheets, soft loungewear adorning her body and a cool pack placed on her forehead but it's clearly not doing very much by the look of her knotted eyebrows.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm getting there." Sofia sighs. "Did you just come to ask or?"

"No, I-" Pull it together, Wanda. "I guess I just wanted to know if you'd like any company."

"Company?"

"Yeah, we could watch a film or if the light is too much for you head, I could read? Or if you just wanted to talk, you can, Pietro used to say I'm a great listener. Although we were like 12 when he said that and he used to go on and on for hours, it was easy to mute him- Not that I'd mute you, of course! But-"

"Wanda, Wanda! WANDA!" Finally, the redhead's rambling falls quiet at the last yell of her name. "Company would be nice."

"Oh. Great. Yeah, sure! Let me pull this chair-"

"Wanda, this bed is huge. Come get comfy."

"Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't."

"Great, cool."

"Ok, one more condition if you're staying."

"Of course! Anything!"

"Stop being so damn weird! I don't bite and I definitely don't need you to walk on eggshells around me. You can relax."

"Sorry. I just-"

"You feel guilty. I know. And no matter how many times I tell you that this wasn't your fault, it won't make a difference but Wanda, it wasn't."

"It'll take some time to believe it."