Pure Heroine - Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Tennis Court

The puff is interrupted by a deep laugh, and the sound echoes in the empty field.

Wanda, who is wearing your oversized coat over her party dress, hands the cigarette back to you without stopping giggling, her cheeks still flushed from her failure to try, her humor, and the cold of the night.

You think nothing has ever looked so beautiful.

"I told you it was harder than it looked." You comment as you accept the item, holding it between your fingers and biting your lip as you watch her fix her hair. She hums in agreement, her attention on the school building vibrating with colors, music, and decorations in the distance. You take another drag, and with the relaxing feeling the cigarette gives you, you push away the anxiety of being alone with Wanda in the stands, running away from your dates when you should be dancing at the prom and God knows what else. A part of your mind remembered Yelena's plans to lose her virginity to Kate Bishop in the back of the red pick-up truck, and you almost couldn't control the grimace as you imagined Wanda's date, golden boy Simon Williams, trying to do the same to her.

You pushed the thought away though; it had to mean something that Wanda had left the boy alone and run away from the party with you.

She made a sound with her tongue on the roof of her mouth, as if she had remembered something, and turned a mischievous look to you. "I saw something in there." She starts, and you raise a curious eyebrow as you breathe the cigarette smoke away. "Natasha and Maria sneaking off to the locker rooms."

"No fucking way!" You exclaimed in a mixture of shock and excitement, receiving a giggle in return. You patted your pants in search of your cell phone, but without actually picking it up. " You should have taken a picture, Yelena will never believe it if I tell her! Fuck, I can't believe all this time, Maria was Nat's mystery girlfriend..."

But Wanda suddenly became strangely quiet, her smile leaving her lips. You noticed almost immediately and giggled nervously.

"Hm, what's wrong, princess?" You asked hesitantly, putting the cigarette away. You leaned over gently to play with her ear, tickling it gently until she broke into a giggle. A gesture you had made so many times that Wanda knew it by heart.

She adjusted herself and put more distance between her thigh, barely covered by her short dress and the fabric of your rented suit pants.

Wanda took a deep breath before answering. " I noticed that you and Yelena are hanging out a lot lately." She murmurs, and you are so surprised by the insinuation in her speech that you can't say anything at first. Your silence is taken advantage of by Wanda, who lets her anxiety surface. "And I was waiting for you to be ready to tell me, but all I can think about is that I tell you everything and that we're best friends, and I'd like to know if you have a new girlfriend who happens to be the sister of one of my oldest friends and-"

You break into a hearty laugh, and Wanda falls silent, her cheeks burning. The cigarette falls from your fingers, with the force of the laughter weakening your muscles for a moment. Wanda frowns, infuriated not only by the sound but by the way her body shudders and warms to the ridiculously attractive image of your laughing figure dressed in a loose tie and an improperly buttoned dress shirt.

"That was a good one, darling, for fuck's sake." You gradually calm down, wiping away tears of laughter with the back of your hand. Wanda looks away in an attempt to assuage her own feelings, and you calm down before clarifying. "You know Yelena is totally in love with Kate Bishop, right?"

You could easily add that you also only have eyes for a certain angry brunette, but just the possibility of telling Wanda how you felt made your heart miss every next beat.