Chapter 12: no proof, not much, but you saw enough

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When you live in the same building as the two people you're romantically interested in (by like, a lot), and your twin brother who shares a brain cell with you; it's very easy to make a fool of yourself in front of either two, and find a reason to never want to come out of your room ever again; 30+ years experience of life or not. Mythical powers beyond words or not.

"Come on, Wanda!" Pietro called. "It wasn't that bad!--- I mean, I think. It couldn't have been, if I didn't hear stories about it around the building!"

"It was definitely that bad!" She called back, yelling at the locked door of the bathroom, huddled in the corner inside the bath-tub. She briefly considered being extra-dramatic and turning on the shower to wallow in embarrassment and cringe, but then she realized that was a really useless use of water, and would really waste what she didn't need to.

Years of luxury didn't wipe away the way her mind thought about wasting resources that she didn't have much of back in Sokovia, which meant most resources.

"What happened though?" He asked back, she heard the telling noise of his clothes shuffling and a small thud as he dropped down to sit on the floor beside the other side of the door, and then another thud as he leaned his back against the door.

"Vision--- it's--- he must have -- I dunno know what I did, but I must have been obvious, because... Okay, so we were just sitting there, and I was cooking and he was on the other side of the counter, and he was watching me and it was sweet and then he said--- he said something along the lines of it being right that I did like to spend time with him, and favoured his company over other Avengers, and there was that look in her eyes--- I know that look in his eyes, he smiled like that whenever he knew something I was trying to hide--- A placating teasing gentle sort of look thatś really boyish and cute and---"

"-okay, point taken." Pietro interrupted.

"---right, and so he-- I don't know how, I'm still not sure about it, but I just--- he must have--- no, I must have been so goddamn obvious about my crush that he saw it and, god, just the thought of that is so embarrassing. I still can't--- I'm trying to think back to all the times we interacted in this life, and I can't--- I don't even know how I was obvious!" She tugs at her hair.

She hears a wince, or a sharp intake of breath, a wordless, and voiceless confession of guilt carried through air.

A silence, a beat.

"Pietro..." She started, suspicious.

"..." He stammers out a, "Okay, in my defense---"

Suspicions confirmed. "YOU were the reason he knew?!" She shrieked.

"Look, as I said--- in my defense-"

She stood up. "YOU?!"

"You were in a-"

"Not me?! You let me-"

"-coma, and I was really emotionally--"

"---wallow in our bathroom for 3 hours and I didn't even do anything?!"

"--vulnerable, and it just slipped out and honestly I regretted it as soon as I said it-"

"-You did. Wha-- so because I was in a coma means it was alright for you to tell Viz that I like him? I wouldn't have let you do that while I was conscious, why would you think it was alright while I was un conscious?--"

"--and I didn't think that Vision would catch on, like maybe Natasha, but-"

"--YOU TOLD NATASHA TOO!?" She nearly tore open the door, and he fell back, head almost hitting the floor if not for his fast reflexes and her instinctual instinct to make sure he didn't die, shown in the way she placed her foot right under his head.

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