Just Us - Wanda Maximoff x Fem!reader

Epilogue

1 Year 9 months Later

I wrap my arms around my love, bending slightly to rest my chin on her shoulder, her hands finding home on top of mine as we look down to the garden from the bedroom window. The garden where her fruits and veg grow, her flowers bloom bringing some colour to the green around it. Where the twins chase each other with water guns in the heat of the summer sun, their laughter filling the space around us.

Wanda turns in my arms so her arms can wrap around me, her chin resting on my chest as her deep green orbs look up at me. Her bottom lip pulled between her teeth, as her hands sneak under my shirt to press flat on my back. The skin on skin contact sending a shiver down my spine, as well as the added coldness from the metal that has a home on her left hand.

I move my hands to cup her cheeks slowly leaning down to place a soft kiss to her lips, her eyes fluttering at the touch before I pull away. I brush a few strands of hair from her face to behind her ear, the sun glistening against the metal on my left hand and I feel my heart warm at the feeling that settles over me.

"Happy one year, my love." I whisper between us.

"Happy one year my sweet girl." Wanda turns her head so her cheek is resting against my chest as my arms move to wrap around her once more. "Technically 2 if you count when I asked you to be my girlfriend."

Pulling each other as close as we can.

I wish we could stay like this forever. Just holding each other.

Loving one another in the privacy of the room.

Not worrying about the world outside, only focusing on the bubble that's hidden from the world.

A bubble that grew quickly around us, so much so we almost burst it from the inside as we tried our best to hold onto every fleeting second, every quiet breath and every heartbeat.

It's as if, as of right now, time itself has softened its restless march so that we are able to exist here just a little longer - both untouched and uninterrupted.

The warmth it creates, that I feel, it's like something I have never known. Something I have always wanted for it to be just too far out of our reach. Yet the warmth we have found ourselves in is something I can live inside forever and never have to ask or want for more.

And maybe the world will eventually come rushing back in, trying to poke, knocking on the edges of what we have built for ourselves.

But right now, it is just us.

And that is more than enough.

More than I ever thought I would have.

More than I ever thought I deserved.

And yet somehow it is mine,

Hers,

Ours.

Not something fragile which is waiting to break.

Or something we have to chase or try and prove.

This is something steady.

Something which stays.

And beyond this room life is waiting. It is loud, it is messy.

It is full of laughter and growing things.

And for once I am not afraid of it.

Not afraid of what it means.

Not afraid of what comes next.

Not when I know I get to live it all with her.

Just me and her against the world,

Not trying to outrun in, not trying to fight it,

But by stepping into it, hand in hand.

Through every single high and all the quiet in betweens,

Through those moments that test us,

And to the ones that remind us why we chose all of this.

Because no matter how far it stretches out, no matter how much it asks of us,

We will always find our way back.

To this place,

To this feeling of,

Just us

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Word Count: 631

I just want to take the time to thank every single one of you who has read this book, whether it the first time or one or your multiple times. I want to thank you for sticking around after I vanished for basically 2 years and giving me the space and time I needed to be able to come back and finish the book the way I wanted rather than feeling like I needed to. 

This book has been a part of my life since 2021, which is kind of crazy. I never expected it to get as big as it has, or be as long as it was. I didn't really know where this story was going until I was writing each chapter and it was growing naturally on its own. I thought I would have written it within a year and moved on. But life had other plans. It threw a lot at me and yet I made it through and I opened up my laptop again and said I am ready to be someone who enjoys writing again. 

And so here we are at the end of this story. 

But this is not the end of my journey. 

So hopefully I see you all next time.