Chapter Thirteen - I think I always knew

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*TRIGGER WARNING: Torture, (cutting - surgery)*

After Wanda had read your mind, there was an awkward silence that filled the room. You grabbed the blanket and pulled it over your head. You were not having this conversation before you had your conversation with Natasha, in fact, you didn't want to have either conversation, you just needed to sleep and not think about anything for a while.

"Are we not going to talk about this?" Wanda asks softly, pulling the blanket down slightly until she could see your eyes,

"Nope" you reply, pulling the blanket back over your face,

"We have to eventually Y/n" she says getting up from the bed, something about the way she said your name got you fired up, and soon smoke started coming from under the blanket, and you realised that your hands were on fire, great.

"Oh my god" Wanda says in a panic, you slowly lift your head from under the blanket, and are met by the spray of a fire extinguisher in your face. You cough at it and try wipe it from your eyes,

"Oh shit" Wanda panics again and grabs a towel from the bathroom for your face,

"Thanks for that" you say as you take the towel from her, wiping the foam away from your eyes and mouth, you start to hear her laugh,

"Are you laughing at me?" you say as you get the final bits off your face, slowly opening one eye to see if Wanda had been laughing at you,

"No... I wasn't –" she stops mid-way through her sentence to laugh again, this time you start to laugh too, you both enter a fit of giggling,

"What's going on in here" Yelena asks as she comes through the door, she takes one look at you in the bed surrounded by white foam, and smoke slowly dying,

"I don't even want to know" she says leaving the room just as quickly, you and Wanda start to laugh again.

"Where am I going to sleep tonight" you laugh as you get out of the bed,

"There's always room with me" Wanda offers, you debate sleeping with Wanda or downstairs in the living room.

"If you keep it PG, then sure" you reply, back eyebrow raised,

"I don't think I'm the one that needs to keep it cool, plus I am a taken woman" she laughs, heading towards the door,

"Clean yourself up, and I'll be waiting for the knock"

You stop yourself from blushing, and head into the bathroom. You take a quick shower and dry your hair. You pack your pyjamas, clothes for tomorrow and popcorn (just in case). You tell Friday to open the window to let the smell of smoke out before heading out of the room. Your room was right beside Wanda's, so it was a short trip.

As you stood outside your door, you quickly checked your phone, but nothing had come through from Nat. You put it away and slowly approached Wanda's room. You brought your hand up to knock, immediately thinking this might be a bad idea, what if you set her room on fire, any memories that she had left of her family would be gone, you are quickly brought out of your head when Wanda swings open the door,

"Hey" she smiles softly, moving out of the way to let you in,

"Thanks for letting me stay over"

"Anytime" she smiles, making her way over to the bed,

"So, what is your plan for tonight?" you ask, taking out your pyjamas as Wanda is already ready for bed,

"Well, it was to sleep, do have other plans?" she asks curiously, titling her head while looking at you,

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