The Attraction - Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Chapter 14

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'But what if, somewhere between letting go and holding on, we found the courage to love again.'

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She's driving - one hand on the steering wheel and one on my leg. I've been reading her mind - only a little. I wouldn't have to if she would just say something. But I can't be mad because I haven't said anything either. I don't know what to say and don't want her to realise that she's placed her hand so comfortably on my leg as if we're some happy couple. But we're so far from that, that it makes me feel sick. We were never a couple. We broke up but we didn't date. We were nothing more than a shared secret.

"I didn't plan for this, Peter was going to come with me," Y/N tells me as we sit in the motel's car park. It's okay, I'm glad to spend the time with her. It's so bittersweet, being here with her. Despite everything, I still enjoy being with her. She makes me happy. I don't want it to end, but I know it will. This might only take a few hours or we might be here overnight.

"It's not your fault, Y/N. Everything that happened between us was my fault." She shoots me a look of confusion as if the idea of me being to blame is out-of-this-world crazy. Yet I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear the first time we met and I made sure my breath hit her throat in just the right way - it was me who intoxicated her.

"Do you regret it?" I think about her question for a little longer than I probably should. No. I don't regret our time together. It was beautiful, magical even. I don't regret a single or a single kiss. But I do regret falling for her. I regret gazing into her eyes for a little longer each time and I regret the way my hands fell so comfortably into hers.

"It's complicated," I reply. Before she has the chance to say anything else, I step out of the door and go to get our bags. She copies my movements nearly as fast as me and reaches out for her own bag. Her hand brushes mine so delicately, yet it tightens the knot inside of my stomach.

"I'll take the first watch if you want," Y/N says, walking over to the window. This mission is as simple as they come. We just need to sit and watch, waiting to confirm someone's location. Y/N told me their name but I quickly forgot it.

"Thanks," I mumble before making my way into the bathroom. I lay out my few toiletries before turning the shower on. As I step in, the water hitting my face provides an instant relief. We had only drove for a few hours but I felt like I had been stuck in that car for years. Several very awkward years.

I'm so consumed by my thoughts, that I don't hear the door open, or clothes getting thrown onto the floor. In fact, I'm completely oblivious to Y/N's presence until she's standing in front of me, naked and beautiful. The water gently falling down her body and soaking into her skin.

"What about-" I begin to speak but she pushes a finger against my lips and I watch her slow, torturous movements in silence. She runs her fingers through my wet hair, traces my jaw and rests her forehead against mine, closing her eyes.

"We shouldn't. You're still with... him," I remind her. Without moving her head, she looks into my eyes and intertwines her hands with mine.

"But I want this," she says, "don't you?" Yes. This is all I want. All I need.

"You know I do," I breathe out as I free one of my hands from her grip and cup her cheek. I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. She wraps her arm around my body, pulling me even closer so that there's no distance left between us. This kiss we share is different to any others we've shared before. It's full of emotions that neither of us understand. Uncertainty, passion, longing and only the tiniest of hesitation.

Within seconds I'm pinned against the wall, my arms trapped above my head as Y/N explores my body. Littering my neck with kisses before moving down to my chest, no doubt leaving plenty of marks. She stumbles a little as we make eye contact and I take my chance. I tighten my own grip on her body and pin her against the wall instead. Yet she's somehow still infuriatingly in control as she pulls me into another kiss. I feel the butterflies emerging in my stomach, floating throughout my body, as I long to stay like this - forever connected.

"Break up with him," I murmur before stepping out of the shower, leaving Y/N leaning against the wall.