In your arms - Wanda Maximoff

Let's Practice

The first time you've had crush, is when you were only eight years old. All of your friends have one and of course you gotta have one too. The thing is that, you didn't get the memo it was supposed to be to a boy.

"Y/N, you can't have a crush on a girl." Sierra, your best friend said loudly while in the car with you. Her mother clearly heard and decided to listen.

"What's wrong with it though?" Confused, you asked.

"I don't know but my Aunt has a crush on a girl and everyone in the family was all fighting because of it." She gushes to you.

"Honey, don't talk about that." Sierra's mother, Serena or what you call her, Ms. See.

"Mom, tell, Y/N how crushing on girls are bad." Sierra decided to ask for back up but she remained silent.

Up until, she has dropped Sierra and you were the one left to drop.

"If you keep having a crush on a girl Y/N, you can't be friends with Sierra anymore." Ms. See said in a stern voice before finally pulling up in your drive way.

Your parents couldn't pick and drive you off. Sierra's mother was kind enough to do it for them. Living paycheck to paycheck made them swallow their pride.

"Understand? It's evil and disgusting. Your young Y/N, don't be disgusting." You both look in the mirror before you nod your head furiously.

You got out and went straight to your room to cry. You didn't tell your parents, you believe that they would fight if that happens. So everyday before and after school, your biggest bully in elementary school is your best friend's mom.

It brought you a lot of trauma, self insecurity, and issues. Maybe that's the reason why you are very uncomfortable when meeting your friend's parents.

You were never to visit their house or hang there. It was always your house, unless they said their parents aren't home.

Maybe that's why you are very nervous coming to Wanda's place. Sure you've been there before but that time was a party. Lots of people were there and no parents would stay for that. But now, its a normal Wednesday afternoon.

There was no rush but Wanda dragged you to her room immediately. When the door was open, a strong aroma of lavender hits your nose. Her room was very clean and spacious.

You walked around her room inspecting it with your eyes, afraid that you'll break something if you touch it.

"Are your parents home?"

For you, it was an innocent question, nothing malicious but when you look at Wanda she has raised her eyebrows and is smirking.

"Just answer." You groaned, blush crept in your face.

"Yes, they are. Are you planning on something they aren't supposed to see or hear?"

Wanda lay in her bed, arms spread out on the mattress, while looking at you mischievously. Your brain short circuit at the visual she is presenting.

"N-no." You stutter, you moved your eyes somewhere.

"Wow, I see you've clean your room." You turn around to see Pietro coming from the door. He hasn't noticed you yet. "Why are you dress like that? You've run out of clothes?" He laughed.

Come to think of it, Wanda is wearing a short and a crop top while you are still in your school uniform. You didn't got the time to change.

"Shut up." Wanda groaned and threw a pillow to Pietro and took one to cover herself.

You snorted at the comment made by Pietro and that made him aware of the other presences in the room. He turned to you, a smirk slowly appear on his face.