Avengers One Shots

Unexpected (Vision x Reader)

| This story gets the good Captain's LANGUAGE warning. Adult situations and discussions. |

I do not own these characters (I just write them as a way to love them and care for them).

Reader Request: The reader has a crush on sweet, innocent Vision. The tables turn when she finds out he feels the same but maybe he's not quite so innocent.

"I think you should consider going to my girl," Natasha said, taking a bite of toast and walking to the refrigerator. "It's liberating, really." Natasha opened the refrigerator for the orange juice and held it up, offering some to Y/N, who was sitting on a stool leaning against the countertop.

Y/N pushed her empty glass towards Natasha. "I mean, yes, I like to... keep it that way," Y/N said, lowering her voice. "I just... I'm not sure I'm comfortable going to someone else for that. I can maintain it myself."

Natasha laughed, "Yeah and it's a pain to do it yourself."

Just then, Vision passed through the kitchen, breezing through effortlessly. He paused at the countertop next to Y/N. Natasha shrugged at Y/N, "I'm just saying, consider going to my girl."

"Debating a major life change?" Vision asked, giving Y/N a smile.

"Haircut," Natasha piped in, clearing her throat. Natasha bit back a grin as Vision looked Y/N over.

"I quite like your hairstyle, it suits you," Vision said gently. "However, I am sure you would look equally as stunning with another style."

"Well, thanks, Vision," Y/N grinned up at him.

Vision peeled his eyes away from her to include Natasha. "Have either of you seen Captain Rogers this morning?"

"He left late for his run," Y/N said. "He's still out."

"Thank you," Vision nodded, "please continue, I did not intend to interrupt." He bowed slightly and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

Y/N gave him a wave even though he was not looking. "See you later." She watched him walk out and turned back around to look at Natasha who was staring her down.

Natasha's face moved into a smirk. "Embarrassed that Vision caught us talking about getting waxed?"

"I don't think he caught on," Y/N laughed. "He's sort of... innocent when it comes to things like that."

"Oh you think?" Natasha sassed her.

"Pretty sure... yeah." Y/N played with a spoonful of cereal in her bowl. Looking down at her drowning Special K, she said, "There's something charming about him, don't you think? He's sweet."

"Sure," Natasha said, waiting for Y/N to look back up at her.

"What?"

"Since when do you have the hots for Vision?"

"I don't..." Y/N started to say but it turned into a laugh as she trailed off. "Okay, yeah... I guess I've been noticing him lately."

"You haven't gotten laid in a while," Natasha stated.

"HolyshitNat!" Y/N doubled over laughing while looking around to see if they were really still alone.

"What? It's true. And all the more reason to go get waxed," Natasha raised an eyebrow.

Y/N shook her head ferociously. "You are hilarious, Nat. Vision would never do that..." she started to whisper, "with me... or anyone probably."