Two of a Kind | Wanda Maximoff

Chapter 28: The Kiss

The comedy special had long ended and Claire grabbed the black TV remote from her bedside table and scrolled through the abundance of movies and TV shows before landing on a random romantic comedy. Claire mindlessly watched it while Wanda stared at her hand, thinking over the electrical surge that flowed between her and Claire. Her mind was racing and her head pounded as she thought of possible reasons for the phenomenon.

Maybe it is just static and I'm overthinking it. Maybe there's nothing going on. Did she even feel it? Was it all in my head? God, this is ridiculous. What if it wasn't static? I don't know what it could be, but just...what if it's not static? Mama used to say that when you find the right person, you feel sparks when they touch you. Is that what this is? No, stupid girl! You don't have a crush on Claire! You barely know her! You're just overthinking it. It was just static from the friction of her and the blanket. Nothing else. Claire is nothing more than a friend. But it wasn't just the shock, was it? The way she looks at me...the way she protects and defends me...that's not normal friend behavior, is it?

Claire glanced over at Wanda, watching her stare at her hand, her other hand playing with her rings. She did that a lot, Claire noticed, and always wondered why, though it wasn't hard to guess why. She opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it, and turned her head back to the TV.

Do I like Claire? I mean, she's a great friend and has always been there for me, but does that mean that she likes me? Do I even...like girls? Does Claire? Why is this so confusing? God! Why can't it be simple? How do you even know when you like someone...in that way? I guess, you'd want to kiss them, right? Do I want to kiss Claire?

Wanda huffed as her thoughts didn't pave the way to answers. Nothing was getting clearer, just more confusing and jumbled. Claire hummed a slight laugh as she watched the movie and Wanda lifted her head to look at Claire's profile. Her eyes drifted down to her lips that were turned upwards in a small smile and she was once again sucked back into her head.

I wonder what they feel like. They look really soft. No! Snap out of it! You do not want to kiss Claire! Why? It wouldn't be right; girls can't be with other girls, right? Well, what about Jemma and—Stop! Don't say her name! Besides, it's different. Do I want to kiss Claire? Maybe? I've never kissed anyone before. God, why are things so weird now? When did things become so weird and complicated?

"You okay?" Claire asked, dragging Wanda out of her thoughts. She blushed when she realized that she was still staring at Claire's lips; and she caught her. Wanda smiled, but her eyes still held the conflict that went on inside her head.

"Yeah. Fine." Claire raised her right eyebrow as Wanda's face turned red. Wanda shifted her eyes to look anywhere else than her lips, but landed on her long scar, running through her left eyebrow and through her eye down to her cheek. Claire shifted uncomfortably and turned her head slightly, removing the scar—the bane of her existence—away from Wanda's gaze.

"You don't look fine," she said, bringing them both back to the current subject.

"I'm fine. You hear me?" Claire turned back around and looked at Wanda, pointing her bright purple eyes into Wanda's breathtaking green ones. Her heart beat faster as she got lost in the soft green pools. The golden sun filtered into the run, casting its light into her eyes, mixing into the green to paint the forest outside of their safehouse. Claire smiled slightly and raised her hand to caress Wanda's warm and blushing cheek. Her blush spread to her nose and neck as Claire ran her thumb across the soft surface.

Wanda shifted in her seat, moving closer to Claire and rested her hand on her knee. She inhaled a shaky breath as the both of them started to lean in, slow at first, until their noses were almost touching and they stopped, hesitating. Wanda gulped as her hands started to sweat and her heart beat erratically. She closed her eyes as her and Claire closed the distance between them, pressing their lips against each other's. They pulled away just as fast, looking into each other's eyes, before Claire leaned in quickly, pressing her lips against Wanda's again, reigniting the kiss. She moved other hand up and grabbed Wanda's other cheek, cradling her face as she deepened the kiss. She moaned into the kiss as she felt Wanda's arms snake around her, pulling her closer.