Marvel Women Oneshots

Kate Bishop- Guilty

Hi guys, sorry but this one is going to be short because I'm writing to last minute.
Also, the next one will be longer.

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Lola POV
"Hi, witchy." I smile, walking into the kitchen. I had just finished a late workout and I found Wanda cooking something, which isn't unusual for her, even if it is 1 at night.

"Hi, L." She replies, looking over her shoulder at me, as I get a bottle of water out of the fridge. She's the only one who calls me that, which I quite like that it's just her nickname for me.
"How come you're still awake... and cooking?" I ask her, looking over her shoulder and lifting up her hand with the spoon in and eating some of it.

"Is that not hot?" She asked me, turning around frowning a little bit.
"Bloody hot alright." I nod, scrunching my face up as I swallow the hot food and quickly drink my water, while Wanda watched me, laughing, "Spicy too."

"You alright there?" She asks, still laughing at me a little and going to get a glass then filling it up with milk for me.
"Mhmm." I nod again, taking the glass from her and drinking it quickly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Are you ok?" She questioned, again, taking the now empty glass and putting it down next to her.
"Mhmm, I'm good, thanks." I smile, coughing a little bit, "You-that's, that's a lot of spices."

"Yeah, that is the point of it." Wanda teased me, shrugging her shoulders.
"Ok, yeah, fair enough. How come you're still awake?" I ask her, drink my water again.
"Well, I just got bored." She told me, shrugging and turning around back to the spice-filled pot on the hob.

"What happened?" I asked her, frowning a little and looking at her as I jumped up onto the counter next to the cooker, careful not to burn myself or bang my head on anything.
"Nothing, it's fine. Me and Vis just had an argument." She shrugs, not looking at me, as she just stared the spoon around the pot.

"About what? Do you want to talk about it?" I ask her, holding my hand on top of hers, that she had down on the counter beside the cooker. She looked at my hand and I could see a few tears welling up in her eyes. She just shrugs again in response, making me pull her in front of me, as I slide off the counter to stand.

"Do you want to talk about it, or do you just want a hug?" I open my arms for her. She nods, not really giving me a proper answer, as I saw she was about to cry with a build up of tears in her eyes, then she almost threwing herself into my arms.

I knew she wouldn't want to talk about it if she hadn't already so I just hug her tightly, letting her let a few tears out on me.
"It's ok. I don't know if you want to stay with Vis, or if you are crying because you don't, but let me tell you; you deserve so much better than that robot, toaster arse, ok?" I tell you, rubbing my hand up and down her back.

I feel her nod and she pulls back a little bit, so that she can wipe her eyes, "I'm sorry, this was so stupid, I shouldn't be crying." She says, laughing a little at herself.
"It's not stupid at all. You can cry about it, you could cry about the stupidest thing, it's all ok." I tell her, and wipe her cheek with my thumb.

"Thank you. God, why couldn't I find someone like you?" She asked hypothetically, hugging me again with her arms around my waist and her head on my shoulder.
"You'll find someone, someone good for you, someone who knows how good you are, someone who knows your worth." I whisper, just hugging her back and letting her be.

"When though?" She asked, staring up to me again, I could see some of the tears that were still in her cheeks.
"I'm not sure about that part." I tell her, looking back at her. She began slowly leaning up and-

Kate POV
I checked the time for what felt like the millionth time- it was now 1:37 and she still hadn't come up to bed yet- she told me she'd be finished in the gym by at most 1.
All I wanted to do was go and find her and go to sleep with her, I was so tired but I refused to go to sleep without her with me.

I checked again; 1:43, is that it? I hoped it had been longer.
I checked again, it's 1:48, this is killing me, I have to go down to her.

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She was stood leaned back on the counter with Wanda in front of her arms around Lola's waist and their bodies pressed up against each other as Wanda began to slowly close the gap between their faces. She was getting closer and closer and- I can't watch this anymore.

I covered my eyes with my hands like a child would when seeing something they don't want to. I had to see it though, I had to see if she would pull away or kiss her. I made a small gap between my fingers for my eyes as I peeked through to watch them, not fully feeling able to move my hands from my face.

She pulled back!

She did it, she didn't kiss her, thank god.
"I-I... I'm going to go get a shower." She excused herself and began to walk away from Wanda with her head down, not even looking at Wanda before she left her.

Shit, she's walking towards me.
I ran upstairs as quiet as I could before Lola saw me and would have realised that I saw them almost kiss. I closed the door so that it was just slightly open and I ran over and laid myself on the bed, where I was before I went to investigate and I started scrolling in my phone, waiting for her to come in.

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That night she came in and said almost nothing to me, she didn't tell me about her workout or the rest of her day. When I told her about mine to make conversation she just nodded along.

This ended up going on for a few days before I worked it up to actually start something about it to her. It was one of the nights where no one apart from us was home, so we were on the sofa watching a movie together.

We'd usually be covered in blankets and cuddled up together, but tonight we were sat at opposite sides of the sofa and she had her eyes glued to her phone, which she never does either.

"Can you put your phone down, please." I asked her, almost a mumble, so I'm honestly surprised that she heard it. She just let out a sigh and it was quite dark but I'm sure I could see her role her eyes, as she put it down.

I carried on watching the tv, deciding not to say anything, until she picked her phone up again, mere minutes later.
"Lola." I said, again almost a mumble. I knew that she heard me and I knew that she was ignoring me.
"Lola." I repeated a little louder with no reply.

"Lola." She let out an overly dramatic sigh again and put her phone down.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked her, pausing the movie as she turned to look at it.
"Nothing, just play the movie." She told me, gesturing to the tv and not looking away from the blank screen.

"Lola."
"Oh my god, what?" She asked, turning to me and raising her voice a little.
"Why are you being like this?" I asked her, staying calm, but tearing up a little bit.
"I'm not doing anything just play the movie, okay?" She told me, still acting frustrated as she put her head down in her hand and turned back to the tv.

"Lola!" I raised my voice, this time, getting fed up and annoyed with how she was acting with me when, as far as I'm aware, I hadn't done anything.
"Just play the movie!" She shouted back at me.
"No, tell me what's wrong!"

She ignored me, not poking at me as she massaged the bridge of her nose.
I threw the tv in the sofa, with it landing near her feet and went upstairs alone.
"I fucking cheated on you!" She shouted as I reached the top of the stairs.