Love Malady (Wanda x Reader)

Three.

"Knock knock," Nat sang, walking into Wanda's room handing her the water bottle. Wanda smiled, accepting the bottle heading towards the small desk that held many books with writing Natasha could barely understand.

"So Tony is hosting another party for the mission we completed last week," Nat started taking a seat on Wanda's bed.

"And there's going to be some of his new business colleagues..." she dragged out the last word, Wanda playfully let a scoff fall from her lips shaking her head.

"I told you a million times that I'm not interested in no one at the moment." Wanda spoke, organizing her books as Natasha scoffed loudly, flinging her hands in the air.

"I tried so many men! Even women! And nothing!" Natasha dragged out, Wanda giggled, leaning her head looking out the window.

"Or you have your heart on someone you can't have huh..." Natasha joked/ spoke half-heartedly staring at Wanda's expression that dropped as she sighed.

"Y/n.." Wanda whispered loud enough for Nat to catch.

"I met her a couple years ago. Most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on. She was so caring, calm and the most gentle touch I have ever felt in years." Wanda spoke. Natasha watched quietly listening,

"The night I saw her, I was being held hostage. I had a bag over my head and I was getting beat by two men that only wanted the thrill of fear from me. That's when she came in talking this big speech about how they are not these type of people and -"

"Wait what type of people?" Natasha cut in, absorbed in the memory- Wanda gave Nat a look which she raised her hands up in defense, sighing she resumed her story.

"That's the thing, they were so horrible but when she took the bag from my head, the way her eyes sparked captured my attention. My heart beats for her in a way I can't even explain, I told her I will find her one day. If it's meant to be, it will be, and I know I will see her again." Wanda finished turning her body towards the desk, grabbing a journal and pulling out a small paper handing it towards Nat. Natasha took the paper from Wanda's grasp whistling at the ink that laid against the sheet.

"Oh she's stunning... I can see why you don't want anyone but her." Nat tried lightening up the moment when her eyebrows furrowed in confusion-

"Wait- why didn't you use your powers when they had you hostage?" Nat questioned. Wanda sighed, placing the sketch Nat had back inside her journal wiping the single tear that fell from her eye.

"It was like my powers had shut down... I didn't feel them..." she explained flicking her wrist letting the red ball glow on her hand.

"But I could feel her... "

A lot of shaking was done to my shoulder which was really pissing me off, I grunted opening my eyes to see Captain A carrying me towards an elevator.

"I don't like elevators.." I breathed out, leaning my head against his shoulder. A deep chuckle danced off his lips tapping my shoulder.

"Everyone has a fear and yours happens to be elevators? Really?" He joked, I grunted in return hearing the elevator doors open. I couldn't tell where I was being taken but I assumed it was the Med-Bay once I felt the cold air smack against my body. Captain A placed me onto the cold table then took a couple steps back.

"Alright, what happened?" Bruce asked, placing on his gloves walking towards the computer.
"Gunshot wound, left side just below the rib cage." Cap stated, raking his eyes over my bloodied shirt. I sighed feeling way better after the nap I took. Bruce lifted up my shirt slowly peeling off the bandage the crew had placed on me inside the ship.