Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

The Family Business Ch.7

The sound of your office door slamming was enough to startle some of the other employees working. You were relatively good at keeping your cool, but your skin felt like it was on fire. Your fists keep clenching and unclenching, trying to find some outlet for the anger.

Pietro and Wanda watch carefully from outside your door as you try to subdue your anger. Wanda wants to go in and comfort you, but Pietro stops her.

"She doesn't need you to go in there and coddle her," he speaks to his sister.

"Well, I'm not planning to just watch her like this," Wanda tries again, but Pietro's grip on her becomes firmer.

"Wanda she's not the same- "

Wanda cuts him off, "Y/n told me, that anything I want to know about her can come directly from her. So, if you want to stand out here and watch her suffer, that's on you. However, I'm checking on our friend."

Wanda softly raps on the door before entering your office. You don't move, it's like she's not even there. Not until she's kneeling on the floor next to you. Her hand rests gently on your knee.

"Talk to me little krolik," it's soft, merely a suggestion. Wanda is content with the silence, but she wanted to give you the option to talk.

"Wanda she's not in the mood to-"

Pietro is cut off, by your eyes locking on his. The gaze is harsh enough to shut him up immediately. Even though tears are building behind your eyes, anger seems to be the primary emotion coursing through your body.

"I can't believe he's doing this," you speak not looking at either sibling. "It's reckless, it's careless, it's naïve. Why would he put himself in danger like this? Does he not know that we need him?"

"Papa is doing what he thinks is best to avoid war," Pietro states, though he barely believes his own words.

"Or he's giving Kingpin the opportunity to start it with a bang," you counter.

Wanda takes a sharp breath, "All we can do is prepare for the worst."

"Wanda, you don't think that papa will be, okay?" There's something in Pietro's tone that sounds fragile. He sounds like a scared little boy. You had almost forgotten that he could sound that way.

"We all think he's making a mistake. There will be consequences and fallout regardless of the outcome. Papa seems to think he's preventing a war, but the true war has already started. Kingpin is flipping our associates, encroaching on our properties, and trying to make us a non-factor. The war is here. If he does anything stupid during this meeting, we could end up without a leader."

"Vulnerable to attacks, we could lose everything," you add, rubbing your temples.

"What are we going to do?"

Your hand absent-mindedly finds Wanda's that rests on your knee. You play with her digits as you speak, "If anything happens to Dragos we can't afford to fall back or lay low. Kingpin and everyone else will assume we are weak and that would be the end of us. We'd have to make a power play, something to show that we are and always will be on top."

Wanda takes in your features as you speak. Your eyes are hard, and your jaws clenched. There's a vein along your neck that's pulsing with your words. As tense as you look, there's something so calm around you. The hand that's playing with Wanda's fingers moves delicately across her knuckles, a complete contrast to the rest of your body language. Wanda thinks you look like a leader.

"We can make an example out of someone?" Pietro hypothesizes.

Wanda adds in her thoughts, "Or something."