The Look

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a/n: thoughts are italicized :)
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[Avengers compound, 3:42 PM]

You're sitting in your room with the door open, scrolling on your phone.

You look up for a moment and catch a quick view of a gorgeous brunette walking by your room. Her hair and skirt gently bounce with each step she takes as she passes by your doorway to head to her room. "Wow," you say under your breath. The moment lasted seconds, but gosh it felt like hours.

Wanda Maximoff is your friend. Nothing more, nothing less. But as of late, you've been starting to have feelings for the green-eyed Sokovian girl. She's one of your only friends in the compound and you don't want to do anything to jeopardize that. You're scared she won't feel the same way and it'll make things awkward between you two.

You leave your room to go grab a snack. You remember that there was a little bit of cinnamon toast crunch left from earlier that morning that you had planned on finishing later.
(a/n: Pick a different cereal if you don't like cinnamon toast crunch)

You open the cupboard to find that the spot where you left the box is now empty. You open the other cupboards, nothing. You ask Steve, "where's the box of cinnamon toast crunch? It was here a few hours ago." "Not sure," he responds not looking up from the paper he's reading. You suddenly hear crumbs shaking from a crinkly bag from down the hall. You turn around. You see Wanda and you see the cereal box. You see Wanda holding the cereal box. Actually, you see her finishing off the cereal box.

You must not have noticed the box when she had walked by your room earlier because you were too busy staring at her bouncy hair and skirt. You, slightly angered and now a little flustered, stare at the box. She pulls the box down from her mouth and slowly notices you looking her way. She looks at the box, then at you, and then back at the box. A face of realization grows on Wanda as her eyes widen and her hand covers her mouth.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sor—"
"Wanda! You know those are my favourite!"
"I know and I'm sorry!! but I was hungry and-"
"You heard me say earlier that I was going to finish them!!"
"I- I totally forgot and I just wanted a sna—"
"You better start running."
"...Why?"
"Because I'm going to run after you!"

You dash towards Wanda. She drops the box and begins to run as you chase her around the compound, dodging chairs and jumping over couches. Steve says, "hey guys, be carefu—" "You are so dead, Maximoff!" you say with a slight chuckle. Steve leaves the room, eliminating an obstacle for you both.

You're right on her tail and you're about to catch her, but then she begins to fly. You stop running to exclaim, "hey! That's not fair!" She turns around to stick out her tongue at you and laughs as she flies away. You pick up your speed to try and catch up to her.

She's about to fly over a couch when you jump up and tackle her onto it, landing on top of her. "Gotcha!" You both start giggling as the chase is over and was never all that serious in the first place. You pull yourself up onto your hands and just as you're about to get off the couch, you look up at her and your eyes meet. Everything else around you seems to fade.

"Her jade eyes have such a mesmerizing sparkle," you thought to yourself.

"The way their eyes are glistening from the sunlight shining in through the window," Wanda thought to herself. She hadn't noticed how pretty your eyes were until you were on top of her with your eyes locked in a stare of admiration. "They're- they're gorgeous."

Your cheeks turn red as nerves and embarrassment rush over you from staring into her gorgeous eyes, so you quickly get off the couch and begin to walk away.

A hand softly grabs your shoulder. You turn and see Wanda. It seems like she has something to say, but can't quite get the words out. You both stand there in silence. You wait a few more moments, but eventually leave her grasp. In one swift motion, Wanda pulls you back by your hand, places it on her waist, puts her hand back on your shoulder, the other on your cheek and asks, "can I kiss you?" You, both shocked and delighted, manage to nod your head and say, "yes." Your head sinks into her hand as Wanda pulls your lips into hers. You slide both of your hands around her waist and onto her back as you melt into the kiss.

You both slowly pull away, keeping a close distance between your faces then stare into each others' eyes. You crack a sheepish smile and she smiles back, her cheeks slightly rosy as she brings her other hand up from your shoulder to your other cheek.

"I like you, Wanda."
"I- I like you too, y/n."

You pull her waist closer to your body, close your eyes and you both kiss once more.

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