Indigo Meets Scarlet 2 (Wanda x Y/n)

chapter twentyfour

Y/N POV

Wanda's in the same position I left her in, sprawled horizontally with her back on the bed, her cheeks still flushed pink as she turns her head to watch me reenter the room and start picking up our clothes littering the floor.

When I go to lift one of the shirts over my head, a burst of energy swipes it from my hand and I spin to face the glowing-eyed thief, raising my eyebrow questioningly.

"You're too pretty to be wearing clothes, детка (baby)," Wanda smirks, using her powers to deposit the laundry into the wash basket and sitting up on the mattress with her arms out.

I bite my lip against my smile, shaking my head as I walk into her open embrace and let her pull me into the bed. Her rings have cooled since they were last on my skin, making goosebumps crawl up my back and I shiver, wriggling out of Wanda's arms to crawl under the sheets, holding them back to open to gesture for her to follow.

Her eyes never leave mine as she settles beside me and practically manhandles me into her side with my leg across hers, so when the muffled sound of my voice suddenly reaches our ears without my lips moving, the confused expression that captures her features is priceless.

"What was that?!"

"That was Kenny," I say through my laughter, reaching behind her for the bear squished into the pillow beneath her shoulders and pass it to her. "Press his paw."

She takes the bear from me and does as I told her, then a second time, listening to the message I had recorded playing from inside Kenny.

"I love you, Wanda. Forever."

"The guy asked me if I wanted to add a message before he stuffed him so I just thought why not, you know? I hope it's not annoying though, when I was little I got a Build-A-Bear dog that barked and I'd accidentally set it off at night, it was the worst-"

Wanda cuts off my nervous rambling at her silence by hooking her fingers beneath my chin to bring my lips to hers, kissing me softly.

"I love it. And I love you," She mutters against my lips, kissing me again.

"Oo! We should put them in their clothes! I think they've fallen between the pillows," I reach behind her again, blindly searching for the outfits I had laid out earlier. "Well, here's Reggie."

I dislodge the bear from his pillow confinements, also locating the clothes and spreading them onto the covers in front of us, deciding which ones to pick since we had ended up going a little overboard with variety.

I hope Tony doesn't check our bank statements.

Finally settling on a sparkly rainbow top and dungarees for Kenny and a matching tie-dye top and shorts on Reggie, a fairly heated argument ensues on which bear deserved the diamonte sunglasses after we realised we had forgotten to pick any other accessories.

"Reggie should have them, look at him, he's totally got the cool, skater bear vibe going. He needs UV protection on his eyes to see the half-pipes!"

"But Kenny's top is sparkly," Wanda counters, gesturing at the sequined shirt on her bear, "He should have a sparkly pair of shades to match. Fashion is all about coordination, детка (baby)."

"You just proved why Reggie should have them in your own point! Kenny's already sparkly so Reggie needs them more."

The Sokovian makes an aggravated noise, throwing the sunglasses at me and I cheer victoriously, placing them proudly onto Reggie's snout.