Marvel X Reader ~ Oneshots

Wanda Maximoff X Male Reader (Fluff) (Its My Fault)

Summary
You are a worker for Stark and S.H.I.E.L.D, and by his orders you are told to watch over Wanda Maximoff and keep her indoors after a horrorific accident that ended in the deaths of hundreds of innocent lives. Wanda feels it was her fault, but throughout the day you try and distract her with other things, and eventually end up confessing your feelings to the woman you've loved since the day you met her.
A/N:
Hello! So yay getting another way done with! Hope you enjoy! This one was a request so I'm glad I'm getting it out of the way. It's a cute fluffy emotional roller coaster so be ready lol.
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Roman: Can you do a Wanda X Male Reader?

You sat on your couch, lying back comfortably and staring at the ceiling blankly. You were currently in your home with Wanda, as you were asked to stay with her behind closed doors until the current feud cleared up. Only a few hours ago did Wanda accidentally cause destruction upon a building full of innocent people, and you truly felt bad for her. She had no fault in it, she was only trying to save lives and it just happened to end terribly. People were outraged, calling Wanda a murderer and casting her out only for trying to save people. Which you figured was the reason Tony asked you to keep her away from the public. You cared about her and her safety, and though you didn't really think keeping her away from the public was necessary, you had to follow orders. You heard the sound of an opening door behind you, creaking footsteps making their way across the wooden floor as you glanced over your shoulder to see Wanda. She looked in distress, her eyebrows knitted together and a frown upon her face. You weren't sure if you should say anything, you knew Wanda enough to call her a friend, but you were unsure if it was well enough to speak in depth about the situation. Wanda closed the door she had exited, walking towards the living area where you sat and making her way to sit on the lounging chair in front of you. She took a seat, slowly easing into the cushion as she lied back and stared down at the ground. You looked at her for a moment, leaning forward in your chair and furrowing your eyebrows in the slightest. She clasped her hands in her lap, chewing her lip with her arm crossed. The silence was a bit painful, you needed to say something to break it,"How are you?"You asked, a caring tone in your voice as you watched her eyes dart up to meet yours in frustration. She pushed some of her sparkling brown hair behind her ear, looking away as she sighed with her eyebrows furrowed.
"Fine."She stated boldly, coming off irritated which made you shut your mouth. If she didn't want to be bothered with your small talk then you wouldn't bother her, though she seemed to shake off her last statement and look back up at you,"I mean...sorry. That was rude."She dropped her head shamefully, making you immediately step in.
"No no no, you're ok. That wasn't rude. If you don't wanna talk that's fine. I just thought you wanted to because you sat in front of me."You assumed, shrugging slightly as she finally cracked a small smile.
"Well yeah. I'd be ridiculous of me to come over here just to sit in silence."She exclaimed, adjusting the sleeve on her dark red cardigan that she wore around a black tank top,"It was really just getting boring in my room, I was watching the news..."She stated, looking away in silence as you realized what she meant by 'I was watching the news'.
"Are they talking a lot about it?"You asked softly, Wanda sighing harshly as she nodded her head and swallowed the lump in her throat.
"It's all they're talking about."She placed her chin in her hand, looking very miserable about the whole situation. You really felt for her, you weren't sure how to comfort someone in this sort of situation, especially someone you didn't know that well.
"I'm really sorry, Maximoff. Tony will be back very soon to help figure this whole thing out."You recalled, scooting forward in your seat so you were somewhat closer to her. She huffed and sat up straight.
"Good. I don't know how much longer I can handle being cooped up in here."She fretted, running her fingers through her hair as her eyes wandered the patterns the wooden floor. Silence fell between the both of you, you weren't sure what you two were suppose to do in the meantime while waiting for all of this to pass. This entire thing was really taking a toll on her and it scared you. A distraction would be good for her.
"So, what do you want to do in the meantime? I was thinking we could make something? I've been getting kind of hungry."You suggested, a small smile lighting up on Wandas cheeks, which made your heart flutter with delight.
"That sounds nice."She grinned at you, a shimmer in her blue eyes as you smiled brightly back at her.
"Then let's do it."You concluded, pushing yourself up from your seat and making your way to the kitchen and bar on the other side of the large room. Wanda followed closely behind, leaning against the counter as you went over to the cabinets,"Any ideas of what you want? I can make anything." You boasted, looking back at her for an opinion as she tapped the counter with her long nails in thought.
"Mmm."She thought, rubbing her lips together as she glanced at the ceiling,"This might sound bland, but I could really go for some vegetable soup right now."She answered, laying her head in her hands against the counter as you grinned brightly once again, and turned back towards the cabinets.
"Vegetable soup it is."You confirmed, digging through the cabinets for the ingredients. You had to reflect for a moment on what you would really need to make the soup. You ended up grabbing stuff like onions, carrots, celery, and some cauliflower. You placed the ingredients on top of a cutting board, crouching down to the cabinets below the counter to grab a pot to boil the water. Wanda approached your side, looking down at you as you stood back up with the pot in your hands.
"What can I do?"She asked, looking at you with intent.
"Oh no, you go relax. I got it."You offered, trotting to the other side of the kitchen to fill the pot with water. Wanda scoffed, shaking her head as she wandered over to the cutting board you had placed on the silver marble counter.
"No way. I love to cook. Don't think you can keep me out of this."She refused, smirking as she rolled out the drawer in front of her and grabbed a large knife.
"Do you really? I didn't know that."You observed her, watching her cut the vegetables like a pro. She would cut really fast and elegantly, just like a chef,"You do seem to know why you're doing though."You snickered, walking over to place the pot of water onto the stove and begin to boil it.
"Well I've had a lot of practice. Though I never found real enjoyment in it until recently."She commented, sliding a fully chopped piece of celery to the side with the knife as she started cutting into a carrot,"You said you can make anything? Do you also enjoy cooking?"She questioned, looking very interested in whether of not this was a hobby of yours.
"Oh, I love to cook. If I weren't working for Stark, I'd be a chef."You imagined life in the kitchen, the smells of freshly baked bread and gourmet meals filling your thoughts.
"Really? Well then I'm looking forward to trying the soup."She added,"It better be good."She tempted, making you feel under pressure now that she knew you cooked often. The soup had to be perfect now, maybe it would make her think more of you.
"Oh god. You put me under so much pressure."You joked. She giggled sweetly, making you feel flushed having never seen her laugh in that way, especially at something you said. You crouched down and opened a cabinet below the counter, bringing out a small bowl and proceeding to get back up and sweep the vegetables she had already cut into it. She began cutting more of the carrots, a smile on her face which made you feel good knowing she's in a better mood.
"You should tell me more about yourself, (Y/N)."She suggested, the sound of her saying your name leaving you a little taken back at first. You turned around to see her still chopping vegetables, and decided it'd be best to help her since there isn't much else you can do at the moment.
"Well what do you wanna know?"You questioned, grabbing another cutting board from a wooden cabinet and making your way beside Wanda.
"Anything. Favorite color, favorite food, other hobbies."She gave you some ideas, her interest in you making your heart beat begin to pick up and your face turn red. You almost felt embarrassed to tell her things about yourself, you never imagined she'd even want to be good friends with you.
"Well, my favorite color is (F/C), my favorite food is (F/F), and other than cooking..."You paused for a moment, looking towards the ceiling in thought as you pursed your lips,"I quite like the outdoors. So when I find the time I go hiking or bird watching. It usually helps get things off my mind."You finished, smiling at her sheepishly as she softly chuckled.
"Yeah, the outdoors was always very calming. I go outside to clear my mind every once in a while as well."She agreed, finishing her last few cuts on a carrot as she turned to you,"These veggies are done. Shall I pour them in?"She asked, holding up the cutting board with the veggies sitting on top of it as she looked at you for confirmation.
"Not quite yet. Let us finish cutting the rest of them then we'll put them all in together."You directed as you finished cutting a small piece of your mind began to drift, you couldn't help but look at Wanda gorgeously perfect hands as your knife continued to move up and down. Your eyes even drifted up to her face. She was wearing a gorgeous ruby lipstick, you couldn't get over how blindingly beautiful she was. Suddenly, you felt a sharp pain to the tip of your finger, you softly grunting as you dropped the knife onto the table and brought your finger up to your mouth. You had gotten so distracted by Wanda that you cut yourself. You were flushed with embarrassment, though Wanda seemed to hardly notice your shame. She put her knife down and looked over at you, concern on her face as she suddenly placed her hand on yours.
"Oh god. Did you cut yourself? Let me see."She worried, taking your finger away from your mouth as she looked at it. It wasn't too bad, just a small slice into the skin of your finger, some blood gushing out of the small cut.
"It's not that bad. It's basically a paper cut."You softly snickered, Wanda smiling back at you she held your hand in yours. Your heart was beating faster than the speed of light, how close she was to you in this moment making you feel overwhelmed with happiness.
"Wow, and I thought you were 'Mr. Professional chef, I can cook anything', and here you are cutting yourself."She teased, smirking at you as she weirdly seemed to refuse to let go of your bleeding hand. You could feel yourself sweat, you were such a nervous mess it was laughable. You found yourself lightly rocking side to side out of nerves, but you tried to hold yourself still. You didn't want her to know how much you admired her.
"I-I rarely cut myself. I j-just got distracted."You fumbled out, stuttering through your words as you rubbed your forehead with your free hand. Wanda lifted an eyebrow at you, a grin on her face.
"With what? There doesn't seem to be any distractions around."Wanda argued, you feeling your cheeks heat up as she stared at you for an answer.
"W-well, I uh-."
"I'm just messing with you, (Y/N)."She reassured, finally letting go of you hand as she patted you on the chest,"Now where are your bandaids? I'd rather not have your blood in the food." She asked, walking towards a nearby bathroom to which she figured they would be in there.
"They're on the top shelf above the sink."You directed, Wanda entering the bathroom for a few moments, before quickly returning to your side with a bandaid in her hand.
"Give me your hand."
"Uh, I'm quite capable of putting it on myself."You fretted, looking at her with a small nervous smile as she rolled her eyes and smirked at you.
"Are you? Your the one who cut yourself because you were 'distracted'."Wanda continued to tease you, making you blush as you sighed and let her do it.
"Touché."You spoke, giving her your hand as she inspected it closely and took the bandaid out of its packaging. She slowly wrapped the bandaid around your finger, sealing it tightly as she smiled sweetly up at you.
"There. Now be more careful, Chef (Y/N)."Wanda played, the feeling of her warm hands against yours sending shivers up your body. After a few moments, Wanda let go of your hand, turning to the cutting board and picking up the knife again to continue cooking. You did the same, blushing like crazy as you made sure you wouldn't get distracted this time around. After a few minutes of cutting vegetables in wholesome silence, something popped into your mind that had you face palming. Wanda noticed this, turning to you with an eyebrow lifted.
"Is something wrong?"She asked, watching as you sighed and shook your head.
"No. I just totally forgot we don't have garlic. It really makes the soup so without it, it may not be as good."You fretted, shrugging as you walked to the cabinet to check one last time that you didn't have any. Wanda leaned against the counter and suggested an idea.
"I could head to the store real quick. There's a grocery store only a few miles from here."Wanda spoke, leaning off the counter and walking towards the living room to grab some money. Quickly you regretted even suggesting the garlic, your heart beginning to speed up as your mind ran through the different excuses. You knew she couldn't leave the house as directed to you by Stark. Quickly you tried to jump to an excuse, hardly thinking about if the excuse was believable.
"Oh you don't need to do that."You spit out, knowing you're a terrible liar and this can't end well. Wanda grabbed the money and started for the door, turning to you for a moment with a small genuine smile.
"It'll only take a few minutes, I really don't mind."Wanda insisted, turning to the door, however you quickly jogged towards her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"No really."You mumbled,"The soup isn't even that bad without it."You could feel yourself sweat, smiling nervously as you watched his expression slowly change. She looked confused, giving you a stern look.
"(Y/N)...it's really not that big of a deal."She began to notice your weird behavior, you realizing you're probably gonna have to give it up and just tell her the truth. Stark told you specifically not to tell her, but lying to her hurt your guts, and it's not like this was going to end well anyway.
"Maximoff...you can't leave."You said, swallowing the lump in your throat as her eyebrows slowly furrowed. She shook your hand off of her, turning her whole body to you.
"Why not?"She asked boldly, her arms crossing in front of her as you stood up straight to try and explain yourself.
"By Starks orders, he doesn't want me to allow you to leave. He thinks you should stay in the house and lay low for a while. He told me not to tell you, but I knew I couldn't keep a secret from you for very long."You admitted, rubbing the back of your neck as you crossed your fingers that she wouldn't be mad. However, it seemed too late for any hoping. As she already looked furious.
"And why does he think I should lay low? Am I somehow a danger to society?"She spit, looking hurt as you immediately fell back on what you said.
"No no no! That's not what I meant. He just..."You weren't sure how to word it, you paused for a moment, however she didn't give you time to finish.
"I thought I could trust you to tell me something like this, (Y/N)."She shook her head, turning her head away from you for a moment. You felt your heart begin to race. You quickly panicked, spitting out the first thing that came to mind.
"I'm sorry, Maximoff. I wasn't sure what to do, I was just following orders."You told,"All he said was that he thinks you may have caused a bit of outrage, and maybe what happened was a little-."
"So I'm a danger. That's what you're saying, right?"She looked you dead in the eye with her heart cracked in two, you shaking your head in denial.
"No! That's not at all what I'm saying."
"Really? Because to me it sounds like you're trying to tell me the truth, but without hurting me."She spoke boldly,"And the truth is that you and Stark think that I'm dangerous."She began to storm away towards her room, her hands in fists as she looked on the verge of rage. You felt hurt and regretted every saying anything. This was a miscommunication, you thought the world of Wanda, this was never the intention. You wanted to run after her, but your efforts to try and explain failed over and over again, so it was no use. You stepped back and leaned against the counter, gathering your thoughts as you rubbed your forehead. You felt awful, like everything that had happened was your fault. Your heart was ripped in two with regret and guilt. Quickly you turned over to the kitchen and stopped the water from boiling as to not start a fire. You would return to hat later, it seemed there was a more important matter at hand. After almost 20 minutes of you wandering the house with your thoughts, you began to approach Wandas door. You stepped up to the wooden door, taking a drop breath as you raised your arm up. You knocked lightly on her door, leaning your ear in to see if you could hear anything. The room was completely silent, you were convinced she didn't even flinch at your knock,"Maximoff? We need to talk."You stated, trying to sound as welcoming as possible as you suddenly heard a creak in the bed, and her footsteps towards the door. The door opened swiftly, Wanda standing there with a glare in her eye as she stared you down. She didn't speak, her eyes spoke words for her as you nervously ran your hands through your hair,"Maximoff, I need to explain-."
"Didn't you already explain it pretty clearly? I get it, you don't have to tell me twice." She rasped, moving to shut the door, but you quickly moved your foot in the way of its closing.
"Maximoff, you have a complete misunderstanding of what I meant when we last spoke. Please, hear me out."You fretted, placing your hand on the white door as you pushed it open and out of the way between you and Wanda. Her stare turned into a face of slight surprise, she seemed to accept your demand, as she walked away from the door and towards the large window of the room.
"Fine. Explain."She softy granted, placing her hands behind her back as she looked out the window and awaited to listen. You trotted inside her guest room, shutting the door behind you as you made your way towards her slowly.
"Look, I have no idea how stark feels. He's the one who planned this, so maybe he does think you're a danger to society."You stated, Wandas shoulders curling,"But what you're mixing up is my feelings. I never said I thought you were a monster, Maximoff. What you did today was meant to protect people, you were trying to save others and it just happened to go badly." You announced, stopping near the center of the room, as you tried to reason with her,"Not everyone's perfect. People make mistakes."You sympathized, smiling softly,"Just imagine if you weren't there to do what you did. There would've been hundreds of more deaths, and Steve would've probably been dead too."You imagined,"What you did was better than any other outcome. You just did what was best for everyone, or at least that's how I feel."You finally finished, taking a deep breath, as you felt your muscles relax from the tensing of your nerves. You wanted Wanda to know you cared about her, and you never wanted her to think you thought she was a danger. Wanda cleared her throat, still facing the window, though she laid her arms at her sides and tilted her head up.
"Don't try and make it seem like I didn't do it, (Y/N). I know I did."She turned to face you, and to your shock, tears were steaming down her cheeks, her eyes glistening and her lip quivering,"I-It's my fault. I caused every explosion and death in that building because of my stupid decisions, (Y/N)."She whimpered, her crying making you feel a wave of guilt at your feet, you had never seen her this way and it hurt you. A single tear gracefully slid down her Snow White skin, her eyes finding there way to the floor as she softly weeped,"And I can't go back and change it. It's probably f-for t-the best that I'm locked in this house."She ran her hands through her hair and faced her head toward the ground as she kept her fingers tangled in her brown locks. She cried even more, tears falling to the carpet below as her eyes clenched in pain. You were frozen, you knew you needed to do something, but you weren't sure what. However, this was the perfect opportunity to show your care and affection, to finally reveal the truth. You stepped towards her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Maximoff, you-."
"Just call me Wanda dammit. You can stop acting so professional."She complained, pulling away from your gesture as she let her hands fall to her sides and tried to look everywhere, but at you. You took a deep breath, preparing to phrase your next words carefully as it had just dawned on you that she asked you to call her by her first name.
"Wanda...did you build that bomb?"You questioned her, taking one step closer to her presence,"Did you set it off in an attempt to kill hundreds of people? Because last time I checked you didn't. You tried to save everyone, and you ended up costing lives of so much less than what would've been the original results."You claimed,"I know you don't like to think of yourself as one, but you're a hero. I admire you, Wanda."You approached her side again, placing a hand on her shoulder once more, and thankfully this time she didn't shake it off. She continued to look at the floor, eventually turning her body and looking into your (E/C) eyes. She breathed deeply, biting her lip in thought as she wiped away some of her tears with the tip of her finger.
"You admire me?"She spoke weakly, her questioning making you tense up as you adjusted the collar of your shirt, but you were playing it off cool.
"Very much. I think you're a really amazing woman. You've survived so much and have been incredibly brave through it. You're completely selfless, and try and save as many people as possible no matter the situation. You are a hero."You complemented, saying a little bit more than you meant to about how great she was. You saw a glint in her eyes, her smiling in the slightest as she looked away and pushed some of her hair behind her ear.
"That's sweet, (Y/N)...You give me too much credit."She smiled at you, making you feel relief that she was feeling better. You returned the smile, not sure if you looked good or like a nervous wreck at the moment.
"I think I give you too little."You added, both of you standing in solitude and silence as you stared into each other's eyes. It seemed like neither of you ever blinked, or at the least like you both didn't want to blink. You had never been this close to her, it made you feel unbelievably happy and nervous at the same time. Wandas hand suddenly moved up from being at her side, intertwining with your hand that laid against her shoulder. You felt a wave of shock as her skin made contact with yours, feeling an urge to kiss her right then and there. However, she seemed to know what she wanted the second she made that move. Slowly, Wanda leaned forward, pressing her lips into yours lovingly as she placed her other hand on your cheek. You were taken aback, feeling surprised at first, however slowly you melted into the kiss. You and Wandas hands slid down and off her shoulder, resting at each others sides intertwined as you leaned against her. Finally, Wanda pulled away, looking into your eyes as a smile stretched across her face.
"I've been wanting to do that for so long."She admitted, your eyes widening in shock at this fact.
"Really?"You snickered, Wanda nodding as she leaned into you again, her lips warm and tasting of cherry. It was sweet just like how you dreamed. She pushed herself against you, her hands on your chest as you wrapped yours around her waist. She pulled away once more, looking at you with a snarky grin on her face.
"By the way, you're really bad at hiding your feelings."She pulled on your shirt to lean you forward so your noses were touching,"You always stutter and smile. It's cute."She noted, you blushing in embarrassment as you looked away from her eyes.
"Damn. I really thought I played it off well."You fretted, sighing jokingly as she softly giggled. She cupped your cheeks with both her hands, making you look at her as she mumbled softly.
"You're so nice...even after I got mad at you. I'm sorry for the way I acted."She looked ashamed in a way, looking down and away from your eyes. You quickly refused to let her believe she didn't have a right to feel that way, turning her chin to look at you.
"You had every right to be mad, Wanda. It was just a misunderstanding, but I'm glad you know now that I would never think of you as any sort of danger."You told, Wanda smiling sweetly as she pecked you on the lips once more.
"I'm glad to know that now as well."Wanda leaned her head against your shoulder, breathing softly into the fabric of your jacket. You felt so overjoyed and content with being this close to her, you couldn't be happier. At this time, the whole reason this started flew back to your mind. You looked down at her, suggesting maybe you two could go somewhere.
"Well, now that this is resolved. Maybe we should go get some garlic."You joked, Wanda leaning her head up and laughing softly.
"Well of course. According to the chef the soup isn't good without it."Wanda teased, leaning up to kiss your once more as she wrapped her arms around your neck. You kissed her back lovingly, bringing this conflict to a resolution as you finally managed to get your feelings for Wanda Maximoff off your chest.