Two of a Kind | Wanda Maximoff

Chapter 31: Bicky Knows

For the rest of the week, Wanda and Claire were in a state of undisturbed bliss. They spent every spare minute together, enjoying the peace that came with being with each other. The rest of the team was ecstatic and relieved that the tension between the two young women had died, though they were unaware of the reason behind it. Wanda was pretty adamant about taking things slow, and to her surprise, Clare agreed to hold off on telling the gang the nature of their relationship (though she was sure Steve would pitch a fit for not disclosing it with him at least).

The late August Friday afternoon ticked by slowly as the two sat in Wanda's room, lying curled up in her reading nook and staring out the window as the soft rain splattered against the glass. Wanda held Claire who laid in her lap, resting her head on Wanda's chest, listening to the soft thumping of her heart. Wanda leaned her head against the white window frame, smiling contently.

"Wanda?" Claire asked pulling Wanda's focus from the rain, though she still kept staring. She let out a small hum, letting Claire know she was listening.

"What do you say we go on a little vacation?" Wanda lifted her head off the window frame and looked down at Claire.

"What kind of vacation?"

"Well, Bucky got out of cryo a couple of weeks ago, and I since the last time I saw him was in Germany, I wanted to go visit him in Wakanda, and...I wanted to see if you wanted to come with me since you're...like my...girlfriend?" Claire hesitated, not knowing how to phrase it. They were dating, on a technicality, but Claire wasn't sure if that made Wanda her girlfriend. She hoped she wasn't forward too fast making Wanda uncomfortable, and her heart beat faster as she mentally kicked herself when Wanda didn't answer for a short minute.

Wanda's smile grew, aching just a little bit, and her cheeks turned a light pink. They hadn't discussed labels before this, and she wasn't sure how fast the relationship would progress if they labeled themselves as girlfriends, but hearing Claire say it out loud; that Wanda was her girlfriend, made her incredibly elated.

"Of course, we don't have to go and we don't have to label anything if it's too fast and I'm sorry if I pushed too hard I didn't mean to—"

"Claire," Wanda said, snapping Claire out of her almost incoherent rambling and she craned her neck down to place a kiss on Claire's head. Her smile was still bright as she pulled away and said, "I'd love to go to Wakanda with you." Claire smiled and sat up, turning her body to face Wanda before pulling her into a hug. "And...I'm honored to be your girlfriend."

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"You sure you don't want to come?" Claire asked as she pulled out Steve's embrace. Steve gave her a sad smile, patted her shoulder and sighed. He really did want to go, but it was safer for the girls if he didn't.

"Yeah, I'm sure," he lied. "Just call when you get there so we don't have to worry." Claire frowned and embraced the Captain again.

"I'll tell him you said hi."

"Why don't you tell him yourself," Sam said as he strolled out of the safehouse with two large duffle bags slung over his shoulders. As he got closer, he took one of the bags from his shoulder and tossed it at Steve, who caught it looking surprised. "You forgot that."

"Sam, what are you doing?"

"What? I'm going too."

"I didn't know you cared for Bucky," Steve said as he dropped the bag at his feet and folded his arms across his broad chest. Sam placed his bad down too and took the pair of dark sunglasses from the collar of his shirt and put them on.