Mrs. Maximoff

Fifty-three

Wanda's POV

Monday.

Everyone hated those, right?

Christmas and New Year's Eve had just ended and we had to go back to work.

As much as I was looking forward to having my hands on the publishing house again, I really didn't want to leave the bubble of happiness I was in.

I had never felt so alive and I loved it, I loved this life, my new life.

It felt great waking up every day knowing that I had someone who cared for me just as much as I cared for them in not just a platonic way.

I started to discover new sides of myself and it felt amazing, just like Natasha said it would be, they really were right all this time.

Y/N would be riding with Stewart that morning, so I took my time to get ready and head to work.

Thankfully I got there just in time and even had a few spare minutes to get some coffee at the cafè down the road, I greeted everyone on the first floor and then took the elevator to get to mine.

I had to go through some paperwork I had left from that very improvised meeting from two weeks ago, it wasn't much so I got it done in just under fifteen minutes.

Wanda
Are you here yet?

Y/N (A.K.A Babyclaws🧛‍♀️)
Are you asking me that as my boss or as my girlfriend?

Wanda
...Depends?

Y/N (A.K.A Babyclaws🧛‍♀️)
I'm walking in right now.

Wanda
Be honest.

Y/N (A.K.A Babyclaws🧛‍♀️)
I just got in the car with Stewart.

Wanda
Yeah, that's what I thought.

Will you come into my office as soon as you're here?

Y/N (A.K.A Babyclaws🧛‍♀️)
As always.

Wanda
Good girl.

I sipped on my coffee as I looked through my schedule for the day, I didn't have many meetings except a following up to the last I had and one with my assistants to check up on how we were doing financially.

I had a copy of today's articles and was looking through it when I heard the door open, making me look up from the paper and there she was.

"Hey! How are you this morning?" She came in with her smile which I adored so much.

"I'm good, love. What about you?" I stood up and met her halfway. She opened her arms for me to go in and I hugged her tight before giving her a kiss.

"Oh, I'm definitely doing great now."

"Are you?" I teased her, admiring how beautiful she looked today: she was wearing high-waisted boyfriend jeans, a black top and a flannel that was tucked in the jeans but unbuttoned at the top, which was making me replay very specific moments of our relationship in my head.
"That flannel looks amazing on you." I stated.

"You think so?" Y/N willingly got closer to me as I backed up to my desk, feeling it meet my legs.

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it, my love."