Wanda Maximoff x Reader | One Shots

Dinner

You and Wanda moved out of the Avengers Compound to go live on your own together because you guys wanted more privacy as a couple.

[Your apartment, 5:12 PM]

Wanda is currently in the kitchen, starting to make dinner for the two of you. She slips on an apron and ties it with a wiggle of her fingers. She doesn't necessarily need it, but she likes wearing it and she knows you think she looks adorable in it. She grabs a large pot and places it on the stovetop with her hands. She then uses her magic to open the cupboard and guide the salt to the counter. Her scarlet mist opens the fridge as she uses both hands to carefully take out a jar, then closes the fridge door with a flick of her hand. She grabs a small package of pasta from the pantry and in a drawer finds the pasta ladle. Lastly, she takes out the pasta strainer and places it across the sink.

She starts by placing a large pot on the stovetop and filling it with water using the pasta arm located above the stove. Standing at the counter, she stops the water with a gentle wrist flick and the lid is placed softly on the pot, being carried to it on a bed of red swirls. She puts the element on high under the pot to begin boiling the water.

She directs her attention to the mason jar of homemade pesto in front of her. She tries to open it the normal way with her hands, but it won't budge. She eventually uses her magic with both hands to loosen the stubborn lid and it spins off flying across the kitchen and red wisps catch it just before it hits the floor. She places the lid on the counter then hears the water start to bubble and turns on the fan above the stove. She lifts the lid as steam escapes the pot, adds a generous amount of salt, puts the pasta into the pot, and sets a timer on the stove.

You walk into your apartment and hear noise coming from the kitchen. You take off your shoes and walk into the kitchen to find your girlfriend gracefully moving through the space as she prepares dinner for you. She turns her head to see you standing there with a curious look. She steps away from the stove and scurries towards you beaming. She grabs your face and kisses you sweetly with excitement. Your arms wrap around her waist as you hold her closer to you. You both pull out from the kiss and she looks at you with sparkling eyes. "Hi," she says softly. You respond the same and peck her lips. She leads you further into the kitchen and you take a seat on the counter as she checks on the pasta.

"What's on the menu tonight, love?"
"I thought I'd stick to something a bit more simple and I made pesto yesterday because I got bored and-"
"Oh, that's what that green stuff was in that jar! I couldn't tell if it was like a face mask or a really chunky green smoothie."
She giggles at your remarks stating, "well, it's neither. It's our pasta sauce for tonight."
"What kind of pasta?"
"Spaghettini," she says with a playful smirk and narrowed eyes.
"Ooh, fancy. What's that?"
"It's like a thinner version of spaghetti."

You hop off the counter and hug Wanda from behind. "Thank you for doing this, Wands, I truly appreciate it. I love you." You kiss her cheek and notice it turning pink. She spins herself around in your arms to face you and loosely places her arms on your shoulders. She pecks your lips and says, "I love you too. Now go relax, hun. Dinner will be ready soon."

You do as told and plop down onto the couch. Wanda smiles at the sight of you with your legs thrown over the top of the couch as you lie down peacefully. She brings her attention back to the meal and uses the pasta ladle to fish out a noodle to see if it's cooked. She checked at a great time because it's cooked to perfection. She turns off the heat and carefully brings the pot over to the strainer sitting across the sink and lets the water and pasta spill out into it.

You hear the water pour into the sink and decide to set the table to help out. You grab two bowls from the cupboard and place them on the counter for Wanda. You then take two napkins and two forks to the table. "Why thank you, my love," Wanda comments, acknowledging your aid. "Anything else I can help with?" "Sure," she responds, putting the pasta back into the pot and continuing, "would you like to help me mix the sauce with the pasta?" "Yeah, okay!" She places the pot back onto the stove and you stand in front of it. She puts the fan on its lowest settings and you slowly begin to pour the pesto into the large pot with the noodles. Her arms come around from behind you and her hands meet yours on the jar. She tilts the jar further and then uses a spoon to scrape out the remaining sauce. You take the jar to the sink and fill it with water to let it soak.

She takes the sauce spoon and holds it in the pot for you to grab. You hold the pot, take hold of the spoon and you mix in the sauce with her guiding your hand as her other arm rests across your stomach and around your waist. You feel her heartbeat against your back and relish in this moment of warmth and love.

After the sauce is mixed in, she kisses your cheek and goes to grab the bowls and the pasta ladle. "Do you want me to plate yours or would you like to plate your own?" Wanda asks. "I think we both know you're better at portioning than I am, Wands," you chuckle. She scoops out the pasta for the both of you and brings the bowls to the table.

"What do you want to drink?" you ask. "I'll just take a glass of water." "Coming right up." You grab two glasses and fill them up with water for the both of you. You place them down on the table and just as Wanda is about to sit down, you pull out her chair for her and motion for her to sit down. She does so with a smile and you kiss her head before you take your seat. "I hope it's good," she states nervously. "I'm sure it's great, hun." You take your fork and dig it into the pasta. You twirl it around and lift it seeing the steam rise into the air, so you gently blow on it before you take your first bite.

"Holy shit, this is amazing, love!" you exclaim with wide eyes and a mouthful of pasta.
She lightly chuckles and her cheeks turn pink. "I'm glad you like it."
"Are you kidding?? I love it!"
"That's good to hear 'cause I made extra."
"I get to eat this multiple days in a row?!"
"Maybe not multiple, but at least tomorrow."
"Oh my goodness, I love you so much, you're literally amazing."
"I love you too, y/n. Now eat up before it gets cold."
"You don't have to tell me twice."