Wanda Maximoff x Reader - One-shot Collection (PG)

The Oblivious Lover

Summary: Confessing your feeling to your best friend turns out to be full of surprises. (I'm terrible with summaries sorry guys but give it a try tough the story is nice lol).

Pronouns: she/her || Warnings: alcohol consumption

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- I don't know what to do, Sharon! – You groan, burying your face on the counter and the blonde laughs.

Being raised among five brothers, you never knew how to act around girls. What was a complete absurd considering you were one yourself. But since you were a little kid you never managed to talk to a girl or be friends with one. Which was totally fine, since you felt more comfortable around boys anyway.

But that changed completely the moment you met Wanda. She was so sweet, so gentle, so perfect. Most people would say you were a brute. But not with her. Oh, no, never with her. If you could, you would put Wanda Maximoff on a tiny jar and would carry her around, protecting her from everything and everyone. 

You remember the first time you talked to her. So pathetic. You could barely say your name without stuttering. But she smiled at you all the time, her tender eyes locked on yours and you couldn't help but feel safe. She always made you feel safe.

Your friendship with the witch started pretty well, and it only grew after the two of you started going on missions together. But everything changed completely a few weeks ago, when you finally realized you were in love with Wanda.

Panic. That was what you felt. Panic. You've never been in love before. You had no idea what to do or what to say. So, being the strong, confident woman you were, you started avoiding the witch in all the ways you could find.

So here you were, with your face on the bar counter at one of Tony's parties and with Sharon laughing at your misery. You didn't mean to tell Sharon. In fact, you didn't have anyone you could talk to about it, so you would probably just keep it to yourself until you combust.

But you were too drunk to function properly so at the moment you saw Wanda entering the room you couldn't keep to yourself. You poured your heart out and Sharon was the lucky one who got to hear you talk for thirty minutes about how Wanda's eyes were too green to be true and how her hair smells like flowers and how her smile could light up the entire town and...

- Just tell her. – Sharon said and giggles when you groan again. - She clearly likes you too, you know?

- What?! – You ask lifting your head to face her. - Wanda would never like me. I mean, look at her. She's like the sun and I'm like... the small flashlights they sell on those dollar stores.

- God, you have to stop drinking. – She's laughing again and you nod knowing she's probably right. – Look, she's already looking at you.

You look to where Sharon is pointing to and you see Wanda. You smile at her but she doesn't smile back. In fact, she has an indecipherable expression on her face before looking the other way.

- She hates me!

- Jesus Christ, (Y/n), just get out of here. – The blonde says pushing you but she's laughing so you think that she's probably not mad.

You finish your drink and when you get up you feel like you would probably need another drink, so you take Sharon's as well.

You walk clumsily towards Wanda and every step you take makes you feel even more nervous. When you approach her, you say "hi" but you're not thinking straight anymore and you wonder if you actually said it out loud. But Wanda turns to face you, so you assume you did. Closer now, you can see that she has a mixture of anger and hurt on her face as she looks at you.

- Can I talk to you? – You ask, your voice slow because of the alcohol.

- Oh, you want to talk to me? Funny, you looked so interest at talking with Carter all night. – She says, sarcasm dripping from her mouth as she speaks. You think that she may be jealous of you, but that's probably just the booze messing with you.

- Yeah. I mean, no! I mean. – You start to get very clumsy and Wanda starts to get very irritated. You take a deep breath, trying to organize your thoughts as you speak. - Yes, I want to talk to you. It's kinda important actually.

Wanda's expression turns to concern as she nods. You lead her to the elevator and ask FRIDAY to take you to your floor. The two of you walk to your room in silence and when you enter, you close the door.

You turn to Wanda, who's eyeing you attentively and you feel you whole body starts to tremble. How were you supposed to do that? She would never feel the same way, she's your best friend! Maybe you should just fake a fainting. Yeah, you should probably do that.

- Are you breaking up with me? – Wanda's words sounded almost like a whisper, but they were enough to wake you up from your mental breakdown.

- Are we dating? – You ask her with frowned brows and she looks at you with wide eyes, her eyebrows raised completely.

- Are we not dating?

- What?! – You ask, shock clear on your voice. You were completely lost on that conversation and you were pretty sure it had nothing to do with the alcohol.

- So what was that on our last mission together, like, a month ago? You said I was your favorite person and then we cuddled the whole night.

- Friends don't do that? – You ask, taking a step back and suddenly feeling weird.

- No, (Y/n), friends don't do that! – Wanda say, her voice loud as she runs her fingers through her hair. You wouldn't know how close friends treated each other because you were never close with anyone before, but now it made perfect sense why the idea of Wanda cuddling someone else hurt you so much.

You stand there looking at each other in silence. From all the scenarios you created on your brain about how this conversation would go, this was definitely not one of them. Wanda looks at the ground, spinning the rings on her fingers and giving you a weak laugh.

- Oh, God, I'm so embarrassed.

- Hey, don't be. – You say softly, approaching her and taking her hands on yours. - Actually, I asked you to come here because I wanted to tell you how I feel about you.

- And how do you feel about me? - She asks, looking up to face you, her eyes filled with expectation.

- I'm very much in love with you, Wanda Maximoff. – You say with a soft smile and she flushes intensely.

- Well, I'm very much in love with you too.

A happy smile shows up on your face when you hear her words and Wanda giggle softly. Not being able to spend another second away from her, you lean in, connecting your lips with hers. When Wanda kisses you back, you feel your whole body surrendering to her. You were hers, completely. And you couldn't be happier that she was yours as well.

Her hands leave yours just to go up to your cheeks and you place yours gently on her waist. When air was needed, you moved your faces away the slightest and rested your foreheads together.

- Do you want to be my girlfriend? – Wanda asks in a whisper, separating her face from yours so she can look at you. Her smile has so much love in it that you can't help but smile as well.

- You see, apparently I'm already in a relationship so... - You retorts with a playful smirk and Wanda rolls her eyes and then slaps you lightly on your shoulder. You giggle and wrap your arms around her waist so she can be closer to you. - Yes, I'd love to be your girlfriend.

Wanda blushes and smiles even wider as she leans in to kiss you again. This was not how you imagined this night to end, but you were not complaining at all.