Chapter 7

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Wanda's pov:

"It's open", I yell from the other room. I had no need to check who was at the door, I knew it was Bucky. "Hi, Bucky", I say walking into the living room. He looks quite uncomfortable, is there something wrong? "Please, make yourself at home". Bucky walks slowly more into the house. I have to ask him what's going on. "Bucky", he whips his head to look at me, "is anything bothering you?", I look at him with confusion. "No, there's nothing wrong. It's just, I'm not used to staying at anyone's home except my own. Not used to being welcomed". I walk over to him and lift his chin up with my fingers and look into his ocean blue eyes. I say to him softly, "you have no need to feel uncomfortable, what's mine is yours". He gives me the biggest dorkiest smile and I can't help but smile myself. "Now, please, make yourself at home", I say somewhat demanding him but with a playful tone. "Your room, is down the hall to the left. I just finished getting you some fresh pillows and more blankets if you need them". "Thank you Wanda",he says with a glow. It's nice to see him happy, I haven't known him for very long but I know his past hasn't been easy on him. "I don't know about you but I think I'm going to get some rest", I tell him. "Okay", he replies. We both walk to our rooms to sleep for the night. "I'm just across from your room if you need me for anything. Don't be afraid to wake me up". He gives me a nod and starts to close his door. "Thank you Wanda". "Of course, I'm happy to help", I smile at him. "No, really, thank you. This means alot". He looks shameful yet sincere when he says this to me. I walk up to him and hug him. He slowly puts his arms around me and puts his head in my neck. I could tell he needed this moment more than I did. We pull apart, yet I really didn't want to, I kinda wanted to just stay there with him for a while. Maybe it's because I need support, yeah, that's gotta be it. "Goodnight Wanda", he says to me before closing his door. I get under my covers and turn off my light. I toss and turn a little before I find a comfortable spot. I can't stop thinking of that hug. Why? It was warm and welcoming. Perfect. I put the thought out of my mind and for the first time in a very long time, I have a goodnight sleep.

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{It looks as if Wanda might be having feeling. Oooooh. Haha. I will be updating at least once every day. And Friday I start spring break so ill be updating even more. Comment what you all think and if there's anything I need to fix}

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