Later that day, you found yourself in a random grocery store with Thor, maybe because it rhymes, but it was probably because he's the only one of the group that tried to stand up for you, more like. You were pushing and riding the back of the trolley while he picked things out, so when he threw in six boxes of poptarts, you raised your eyebrows up at him.
"When you and her fight, I get stressed," He frowned and you felt guilty, "So, I stress eat."
"She tricked me and then hung my ass out to dry!" You scoffed in defense, mumbling as you put a box of mallomars into the cart, "So fucking embarrassing – and in front of science girl? Shoot me now."
"She had good intentions and then everything happened so fast."
You rolled your eyes, picking up your pace to push the trolley down the aisle and it was probably just your mind playing tricks on you, but you could've sworn you just saw science girl pass the end of it. You rolled the trolley down and looked both ways, shaking your head at how ridiculous it was to think so, and then carried on, following Thor into the bread section.
"French or Italian?" He asked, holding up both breads.
"Darcy offered to pay because she feels guilty – as she should, so both." You shrugged and he chuckled before nodding, tossing them in.
You then made it to the fruit section, wanting to get a couple of melons for Bruce since he was the only one who liked them, and he went over to pick out a few veggies for the soup he was making.
You heard him coming up behind you just when you found two decent enough ones and you smirked to yourself, holding them up to your chest as you spun around.
"Hey, Thor, like my melons?" You snorted a laugh and then widened your eyes, dropping the fruit to the ground, when you realized it wasn't Thor.
You both locked eyes and while you looked horrified, science girl stood there with a slightly amused smile, holding a carton of blueberries. The melons rolled down the way and Thor came strolling up, eyeing them before looking to you, taking in the scene.
"Hey, Gallagher, your melons are getting away."
You snapped into action, tearing your eyes from hers, and chasing after the fruit, probably looking like a feral monkey going after a banana or a mom trying to herd her small children back into the house when 'that' van drives by for the fifth time.
"Hey, you guys doing a shop?" She asked him, but you could feel her eyes on you, your cheeks flaming as you finally got the melons and tossed them into the trolley, joining them again.
"Yeah, I'm making soup and then James is having another PVB tonight." He told her proudly and she squinted a little in confusion, her eyes going to you for an explanation.
"It's poker, video games, and beer – it's like an anti-Tony party because they don't really like each other," Stop talking, "So, he doesn't call it a party, he calls it a PVB and there's usually only like," For the love of tea, shut the fuck up, "Ten people or so."
"I bet it pisses Tony off, being so exclusive and all." She smiled and you grinned with a nod, Thor not-so-subtly nudging your side.
"You could – um, you could come if you like." You fumbled out and there was a spark in her eye as her smile grew to reach them.
"Are you allowed to invite people who don't know the host all too well™?"
"If they're friends of ours – but it'd probably be best if we knew your name." Thor piped in and her eyes stayed on you.
"Wanda," She smiled softly, "Wanda Maximoff."
Could she get any more perfect??
"Pietro's sister?" Thor asked and you wanted to kiss him for it.
"Yeah."
"Well, I'm Thor and this is Y/n," He threw an arm around your shoulders, and she smirked, but then he spotted – or pretended to spot something by the alcohol section, "I forgot peach schnapps – Jane's favorite. Be right back!"
And then it was just the two of you and you were gripping the trolley's handlebar way too tight, so you eased up, subtly stretching out your fingers behind your back.
"Fan of blueberries?" You blurted nervously and then cringed at yourself, but she just smiled down at the carton, looking a bit embarrassed as she bit her lip.
"Ah, no," She chuckled, and your smile grew at the sound, but then she was putting the carton back on the shelf where she had gotten it, "I'm allergic actually."
"Just like to tease death then?" You joked and she laughed again.
"Something like that," She shook her head and then her smile faltered a bit to look at you curiously, her head tilting some to the side, "Why did he call you Gallagher before? Is that your last name or is it a cute nickname that couples-"
"Oh, no, no," You shook your head, trying not to laugh, "Thor's not – I'm too gay for him," You chuckled, shaking your head again, and somehow, her smile grew, but it was paired with a nose scrunch that made you want to melt into a puddle, "And Gallagher is just..." Keep it short, keep it sweet, keep it simple, "The summer after first year, I followed this singer on his tour – Liam Gallagher – and everyone thought I was in love with him or something, Thor included, but then Darcy – uh, Darcy Lewis dropped the bomb that me and her dated in high school and that I definitely wasn't into him like that," Or just fucking keep being your usual, talkative self, and just watch this girl never want to talk to you again, "So...yeah. Sometimes they call me Gallagher because of that."
"Your ex-girlfriend outed you?" She asked, kind of quietly like it might be a sensitive subject.
"I mean, kind of?" You shrugged it off, "It was all harmless and I was just struggling to explain, so she helped me out as a reliable source."
You chuckled and she smiled with a nod before Thor joined you guys again.
"So, is she coming?" He asked you and then you looked to Wanda with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah, I'll be there."
