My Darling

Chapter 9

'I love you'

Surely she didn't mean it like that...you don't even know if that's what she said, it's just what you thought you said! She probably didn't say it...and if she did, everyone says 'I love you' to their friends, right? You couldn't spend too much time thinking about this, Wanda was still right next to you. She was still laughing and smiling, her arms around you, protecting you, keeping you close. Sharing body heat. Kissing. Playing with each others hair. Giggling. 

"God you're amazing." she tells you.

"I know, I know," you giggle and reply.

She hugs you tight, kissing you all over. You love her, you love her a lot, but you can only hope that she feels the same way. You think she does...after all, what you're doing isn't very platonic. You make a mental note to ask her about your relationship later-you don't want to ask now, just in case you ruin the moment. You tend to have a habit of doing that. You've somehow ruined every relationship you've ever had, which made you even more worried that you would ruin this relationship as well.

"Y/n?" 

"Hm?"

"You okay love?"

"Yeah, I'm okay."

You were having a massive gay panic now. 'Love'. She called you love! And kissed you! You were ecstatic. You both sit up and snuggle, watching Wanda's favourite sitcom. Normally you wouldn't watch sitcoms, but with Wanda you were willing to endure hours and hours. You'd learnt to react appropriately, even when you weren't paying attention. You move into her lap, yawning and holding her hands. 

"Wands?" you ask.

"Yeah?"

"What are we now?" you turn around to look at her.

"I don't know, we're whatever you want us to be."

"But I don't know what I want us to be,"

That was a lie, but she didn't have to know. You wanted to be able to call her yours. To be able to kiss her and hug her, and not have to keep it a secret. You wanted to be able to love her. She smiles at you, and you can tell from the glimpse in her eyes that she knows everything you want.

"Yes." she says.

You look visibly confused, "What?"

"I want that too. I want what you want." 

You grin and kiss her again. "Really?"

She nods and smiles. "Yes, really."

You were so relieved to hear that she wanted the same things. She said it again, and this time it was clear as day. 

"I love you."