Avengers One-Shots

Dinner with a Side of Visions

                 Dedicated to vvvviiiittttaaaa

Vision's POV

"Hello Wanda."

She looks up at me from her book and smiles, "Hi Vis!"

Every time she smiles at me I get squeeze in my chest. What is that? I still become more human everyday. It is a nice experience, but there a still I don't understand.

"What are doing today Wanda?"

"Nothing much. Just reading and maybe watching a movie or two. Why?"

"I was just... wondering if you join me for dinner later?"

She looks surprised for a moment before smiling and nodding, "Of course. What time?"

"Maybe around seven?"

"Sounds great!"

What have I gotten myself into?

6:00

I am standing at the stove, trying to make a traditional Sokovian dinner. It's a little harder than I thought. I hear the door and look up. Tony is standing there. What is he doing here?

"Hey Vis."

"Hello Tony."

"Whatcha doin?"

"Well, I'm having dinner with Wanda tonight and I'm trying to make this Sokovian dinner, and it's not working out."

He smiles, "May I?" mentioning to the pot.

"Ok?" with a confused look on my face.

He tastes the food, smaking his lips before adding different spices and things in.

"When did you learn to cook this?"

"This was my mother's favorite meal. So for every birthday, I would cook this for dinner."

"Oh."

He smiles, "Go get ready Vis."

"Thanks Tony."

7:00

I take one last look at the table, before checking on the food.

"Don't worry," Tony says, "I'll have it plated by the time you get back."

"Thank you."

"No, thank you. It just reminded how much I enjoy doing this. Maybe I'll save Clint from Chinese takeout tonight."

I walk to Wanda's room, and knock on her door.

"Just a minute!" Nat calls. I smile. Looks like I wasn't the only one who needed help.

When Wanda walks out, it's as if time stopped. (Above is Wanda's outfit.) She is beautiful.

"Hi Vis."

"Hi Wanda. Ready?"

"Yes."

Nat yawns behind her, "And I'm gonna go get some Chinese."

"Tony said he's cooking tonight."

"He knows how to cook?" I nod. "THANK GOD!"

Wanda and I laugh as we head back to my floor. When we get to the table, Tony is just putting the plates. He looks at me with a playful scowl on his face, "You told Nat-a-tat I'm cooking tonight, didn't you?"

I roll my eyes, "Yes."

"I hate you forever."

"Tomorrow morning is not forever Tony," Wanda shoots back.

"Not fair. STEVE, VISION AND WANDA ARE TAG-TEAMING AND BEING MEAN TO ME!"

"CRYBABY!" Steve calls back.

We finally get Tony to leave. We sit at the table and begin eating.

"Wow! Tony really is a good cook!" Wanda exclaims.

"I've actually never had his cooking before but we're going to have to do it more often," I reply.

We continue talking for hours. She is so smart, funny, and independent.

By the time we arrive back at her door, it's nearly midnight.

"I had fun Vis. Thank you."

"Do you w-we could do it again sometime?"

"I thought you'd never ask. How about this Friday, at my place with me cooking, at the same time?"

"Sounds great!"

Then she stands on her tip-toes and kisses my cheek before going into her room and closing the door.

When I get in my own bed, I can't fall asleep because I can't stop thinking about Wanda.

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