Domesticity - Wanda Maximoff

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     The smell of coffee wafted into the room and roused you from your slumber

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     The smell of coffee wafted into the room and roused you from your slumber.
     Out of habit, you reached your arm out to grab Wanda, only to come into contact with the sheets.
     Letting out a groan, you begrudgingly lifted the covers off of your body and made your way to the kitchen.
     You walked up behind her and wrapped your arms around her waist.
     "Morning, darling," you whispered into her ear, placing a kiss on her neck.
     Wanda leaned back into you, flipping the pancake.
     "How'd you sleep?"
     You let out a small, playful groan, pulling her closer.
     "You weren't there when I woke up."
     "Aww," she chuckled. "I'm sorry, honey. But it was for a good reason; I was gonna bring you breakfast in bed."
     "You're too good to me," you sighed, placing another kiss on her cheek.
     You walked around her and grabbed the cup of coffee sitting on the counter. Sitting down at the bar, you watched the love of your life float around the kitchen with ease.
     You were so caught up in watching her, you didn't notice she was in front of you until she set the plate down.
     "Thank you," you whispered.
     "You're welcome," she kissed your cheek.
     "You missed."
     Wanda let out a sigh and leaned down to press her lips against yours.
     "Is that better?"
     "Much."
     Before she had a chance to sit in her own chair, you pulled her into your lap.
     You smiled at her little grunt before digging into your breakfast.
     You loved mornings like these. Ones that aren't plagued with mission reports or mandatory debriefings. Ones that instead are filled with peace.
     It was later that day when the two of you were snuggled up under the covers, watching sitcoms together.
     You looked down, seeing that she was already staring up at you. Leaning down, you pecked her nose and watched as she scrunched it with a grin. Everytime she did that, you swore your heart melted for her just a little more.
     "I love you," you whispered, not wanting to break the calm atmosphere the two of you had created.
     "I love you more," Wanda replied.
     "Impossible."

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