Undercover in the Maldives

Is This Real?

A/N: HELLO PEOPLEEEE! Sorry for being M.I.A. for so long, but I've been busy lately! Thank you for your patience, so enjoy! 😉

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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Shit. Shit. How do I get out of this situation? Why did I say that out loud? "Uhm- I-"

"Hey, hey. Calm down, remember: I'm here with you. Breath, in and out. Slowly." Natasha watched with worry stretching over her face Wanda's nervous expression and her labored breath, knowing really well it was anxiety burning in her chest and doing exactly what she did every time she had felt that way, something they had been doing for a while since they started their friendship. Natasha helped Wanda breath alongside her to subdue her anxiety, smiling encouragingly at her when she saw the girl visibly relax.

"Thank you." Wanda felt her breath and her heart rate come back to normal, but she was still anxious and worried about the secret she just spilled.

"So, now. Slowly and calmly. What did you mean with that?" When Wanda plainly avoided her piecing gaze by looking everywhere but at the Russian redhead, a knowing feeling settled in Natasha's guts but she completely ignored it because there was no way Wanda was talking about her and asked dumbly, "did you see Nick or Vincent masturbate in the shower?"

Wanda's face contorted in a disgusted expression and shook her head to prevent her mind to create an image to that scenario, "no! Thank god no!"

"Who did you see then?"

Wanda gulped loudly. There's no way out of it, isn't it? Fuck. She inhaled deeply before letting out a ground breath to calm her nerves for what she was about to confess, "you." Wanda whispered lowly, very much so that Natasha had troubles in understanding her.

"I'm sorry, what? I didn't hear you."

Wanda huffed out in frustration and with a courage she didn't know where it came from, repeated loudly, "you." After hearing what she subconsciously already knew, Natasha stayed quiet while staring at Wanda with a blank expression on her face. The silence increased only Wanda's anxiety, the girl worrying she ruined their friendship for good and that Natasha won't talk to her ever again because she thought she was disgusting. "I swear, it wasn't intentional. I told you about my slip ups and how this happened all the time in the past. Since you started training me, this never occurred again. Until this morning. I tried to push myself out of your head while you were in an- hm-" Wanda cleared her throat in embarrassment, "intimate moment- but then you moaned my name and- fuck I'm making this ten times more awkward. What I'm trying to say is- I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Natasha's blank face was slowly cracking up when a frown started to form on her forehead and furrowed her eyebrows, "I- I-" Natasha tried to come out of her shocked state and talk, to say at least something, but her mind was still reeling about all of this.

"It was an accident. I promise you I won't ever again slip into your mind, willingly. I'm still learning how to use my powers and this slip ups happen occasionally."

Natasha took a deep breath and tried to regain her voice back, hearing it crack just a bit at first, "I-I'm sorry."

"And I tried with all myself getting out of- wait what? You're sorry?"

"Yes." Natasha shortly answered, batting her eyes to still make sure this was happening.

"But I should be the only one apologizing!"

"You already apologized, profusely. And I believe you. I can see it was unintentional."

"I promise it was." Wanda supplied with a small nod, then her eyes strayed from Natasha's intense stare and fell on her hands playing with the soft comforter laid under her on the bed.