Indigo Meets Scarlet 2 (Wanda x Y/n)

chapter eighteen

Y/N POV

As predicted, I didn't see Wanda or any of my teammates for the rest of the day since they had ordered lunch to the meeting room and then spent the rest of the afternoon going over strategies in the training rooms.

Emilia had ventured off to watch them sometime around four but I decided to stay in my room, unable to bring myself to train with them only to be left behind tomorrow. When she returns an hour later, she finds me face down in the middle of the bed, buried in mountain of blankets.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know."

The brunette simply flops onto the mattress beside me, not even questioning my cocooned state and joins the silence, tugging the corner of one of the outer blankets to cover herself before staring fixedly at the ceiling.

A few minutes later I hear footsteps in the hall outside my open bedroom door but I tune them out, nestling into my burrow.

"What are you guys doing?"

"We don't know." Em and I answer Nat at the same time, not moving from our positions as another pair of footsteps approach.

"Hey!" Wanda announces cheerfully from the doorway before lowering her voice to the assassin beside her. "What are they doing?"

"They don't know."

"O- Kay?"

"Y/n, Tony says to order something for dinner as he's just ordering the rest of us a load of pizzas."

"Oh, I already did it so it would all arrive at the same time."

"You ordered me something?" I peek my head out of the blankets at the Sokovian curiously, my eyes flicking down her body before I can stop myself, her training suit fitting her perfectly.

"Mhmm! I know your order so thought I may as well. Is that okay?"

I nod my head quickly and bury back into the blankets, partly due to not wanting to leave the warm cocoon but mostly to hide the blush creeping over my face from Wanda's actions.

The fact she had remembered something as small as my favourite pizza and taken it upon herself to order it for me so we could all eat together made my heart increase ten times in my chest.

Feeling the bed dip on my other side I turn over and make a small peephole to find Wanda peering in with a wide smile.

"No," I pout, yanking the blankets to hide myself from view, wanting to wallow in my self-pity a little longer but she pulls them back, giggling to herself. "Wanda. Don't you do it."

"You look like a cute little burrito, детка (baby,)" Wanda grins, leaning in to kiss my nose.

"Dammit," I sigh, instantly melting at her words and kicking the blankets aside so I shuffle into her arms.

"So... Going back to the pizza, what's the e.t.a on that?" Emilia requests, looking to Nat still leaning against the doorway.

"I'd say about ten minutes, Tony pays extra for fast delivery. Anyway, I've gotta go get out of this suit." She gestures at her outfit before disappearing around the corner to her room next door.

"Ugh, me too," Wanda groans into my hair. "It feels glued to my skin."

"Look's fucking hot as hell though," I whisper and she chuckles, rolling her eyes with a shake of her head as she slides her arm out from beneath me to get out of the bed.