"...You've stolen it. Again."
"Beg your pardon?" you said innocently, all the while clinging to the small red hoodie you wore.
Wanda gestured.
"I get cold sometimes too, Y/N."
"I know, I know, it's just..." you exhaled. "It's so warm, and soft, and it smells like you-"
Wanda melts, and you realize you've won.
"And," you add, coyly, "If you are so cold, why don't you come sit with me?"
You pat the couch cushion, and your girlfriend cuddles up to you, sticking her hands in the hoodie's pockets for warmth.
It's nice.
"Mm," Wanda mumbles. "You're right, you know."
"Soft, huh?"
"Oh, yes."
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the Wanda Maximoff x Reader Collection
FanfictionMy collection of Wanda Maximoff x Reader one-shots, reposted from my Tumblr @goddessofmischief.