3rd Person POV

The other Avengers, that being Steve, Y/N and Sam arrived in London to honor Peggy Carter.

A woman. A woman who always gave back, asking for nothing in return. A woman who took responsibility for every mistake, to make the world a better place.

She was a friend.

Peggy helped Steve and Y/N when they were first tested on, she helped the Wolverine see himself as a human instead of an animal, taught him how to live and use his gifts...

And Steve, their relationship was the right one but at the wrong time...

The two super soldiers carried the coffin, draped over with the flag of the Union jack, as they walked along to the main center of the church.

Steve may be evolving, but his love for Peggy and grief over her death is palpable...

Eventually the three men sat in the front row, as the priest had a small speech. Y/N sat in between Sam and Steve. He quickly brushed his black suit, given by his girlfriend Wanda, off of any dust before interlocking both hands together.

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Y/N's POV

A blonde woman came up to the stall, with a speech written under her, Sharon Carter, the niece of Peggy.

I nudged Steve and his eyes directed up, seeing the neice of his lover. The two then made eye contact.

Sharon: Margaret Carter was known to most as the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D. But I just know her as Aunt Peggy. She had a photograph in her office: Aunt Peggy standing next to JFK. As a kid that was pretty cool. But it was a lot to live up to, which is why I never told anyone we were related...

Everyone listened intently, her mannerisms and the way she spoke reminded me so much of Peggy.

Sharon: And she said, "Compromise where you can. Where you can't, don't. Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right. Even if the whole world is telling you to move, it is your duty to plant yourself like a tree, look them in the eye, and say, 'No, you move'."

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After the speech, I waited outside the church, Steve had been there for several hours now. And I didn't blame him, he really loved her but he sacrificed his life for the war... Leaving Peggy behind... Only to come back and find out that everyone had moved on.

After Natasha came out the church without Steve, I knew that he was still grieving. She then came up to me.

Y/N: How is he?

Natasha: He's not moving. Just shaken up a bit.

I nodded, putting my hands in my pockets. Natasha sighed and looked into my eyes.

Natasha: You're not signing, are you?

Y/N: I can't. You know I can't...

Natasha: I know.

Y/N: Thank you for understanding.

Natasha: You're my... friend, we have to look out for eachother...

She said hesitantly before I pull her into a gentle hug.

I eventually head to the church where Steve was, hands in his pockets as he gazed at the floor beneath him.

I approach behind him and he turns to face me, nodding. I nod back and place my hand on his shoulder.

Y/N: Peggy was... The best of us. And no matter what happened during those seventy years, she loved you so much.

Steve: How do you know?

Y/N: I came to visit her a few months ago, had some tea, talked about life... Before I left, she grabbed my wrist and looked into my eyes. She said, "tell Steve that I love him and that I wished things turned out differently."

He looked up at me, his lips curling upwards as he looked down.

Y/N: Whatever you do, Steve... Promise me one thing.

Steve: What?

Y/N: You'll settle down, find someone. Move on... It's what Peggy would've wanted.

Steve: I should be telling you that.

Y/N: What do you mean?

Steve: Go home Y/N. I don't want you to make a mistake by leaving Wanda... Okay?

Y/N: Bu-

Steve: Just go to the compound.

I nodded, before hugging Steve as I knew he wanted the best for Wanda and I. We eventually say goodbye and I head out.

Before I head home on the plane, I want to get drunk. I'm using this as an advantage since Wanda doesn't let me drink and I want to see how many drinks it takes for a super soldier to get drunk.

As I walk out and in the direction of the best bar in London according to my phone, I take a few selfies and send them to Wanda.

Y/N
*Attached images*

Wanda
💕💕💕 So handsome.

*Attached image*

Y/N
💋💋

Wanda
I made your favourite today but it seems like you'll miss it 🙄

Y/N
Are you guilt tripping me?

Wanda
Yes. Just come homee baby our little Wolverine is missing you.

Y/N
😂😂
Hey. Do you think we should get a Ferrari?

I eventually get to the bar and notice how isolated it looks, I get to a bench and begin to order different drink and start to try them out.
1st drink, no effect.
2nd, no effect.
3rd, no effect
189th, dizziness.

For some reason I hadn't noticed that the batteneder wasn't charging me, then I looked around to see everyone's eyes on me.

Wait a minute, this was the exact same bar I went to during WW2, I remember recruiting the Howling Commandos here.

They know me as the Wolverine.

Y/N: ALRIGHTY~ I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH DRINKS FOR MEEEEE~~~BYEEEEEEEEE!

I slur out, getting up and walking out the bar whilst I wave at the people seated inside as they giggle in my actions.

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I was kind of drunk, not too much but capable to board the private jet... I sighed and closed my eyes, waiting to suprise Wanda with my presence, she thinks I will be back after two days but it's only one because of Steve.

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Wanda's POV

I was chilling in bed, counting the seconds till my boyfriend arrives.

I take a handful of pickles from the jar and stuff them in my mouth, thank God I'm the only one in the compound, or the Avengers would figure out these cravings are because of my little child in my belly.

I yawn and snuggle back, watching the sitcom I put on in the background. I wish he was here... I'm practically having separation anxiety of him leaving.

After finishing my pickles I head to the kitchen to put the plate away in the sink, as I do so I feel two arms wrap around my stomach.

???: If it isn't the beautiful, beautiful Wanda~

Wanda: Y/N?!

He groans. Y/N L/N. My future husband. I smile and turn around quickly in excitement. I look at his eyes while he smiles dreamily, I then take the advantage and kiss him, I've missed those lips even though it's been a day but still, a woman has her needs.

He grips my waist tightly pushing my body onto his as I give him a spicy long kiss, as our tongues fight for dominance. I then pull away as I smell something from him...

Wanda: You've been drinking, haven't you?

I pout and give him the dissapointed mom face, my hands still scratching the back of his head.

Y/N: I wanted to see how many drinks it takes for a super soldier to get drunk~

Wanda: How many did you take?

Y/N: 279... Oh come on, I'm not drunk thooo~

As much as he was funny, I can't just have sex with him, which was my suprise for him because that wouldn't be right.

He leans down and begins to leave peppered kisses on my neck as I try to gently push his head away from me.

Y/N: Let's have some fun~

Wanda: Baby stoppp you're drunk.

He pulls away and nods respectfully, even though he's drunk he has boundaries, cute.

Y/N: Sorry.

I place my hand on his cheek and guide him to our bedroom, I lay down with his head in my lap, I brush my fingers through his new haircut, it's like short and fluffy.

As I do so, I feel some weird cravings and Y/N's head shoots up worriedly.

Y/N: Something wrong?

Wanda: Baby can you head to the store and grab me some more pickles?

Y/N: Sureeee. Anything else?

Wanda: I think I need a new bra.

Y/N: Yeah. Your boobies are getting biiiiiiiiig~

Wanda: Stoopppp.

He leaves a kiss on my lips and leaves, I then start to realise it might of been a mistake letting him out in public.

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Y/N's POV

Arriving at the local supermarket, I look though the aisles to find some snacks for Wanda.

My fingers glide through the products until I hear some chattering behind me.

Kid: Dad look! That's Wolverine, I saw him on TV wearing the pajamas.

I turn aorund to see a small kid, about 8 and his Dad, a man with a beard and some glasses wearing a purple coat.

Dad: Hey sorry about that. Just little kids.

Y/N: No, he's right. I am the Wolverine. I don't wear the pajamas though.

Kid: Oh. Can I see the claws?!

Dad: Jack what did I say about talking to strangers-WOAHHH

I interrupt the man by proving my identity through a skint, I show my vibranium claws which makes the child look in pure awe.

Dad: Let's get out of here. Thank you by the way.

Y/N: No worries.

Kid: Thank you Mr. Wolverine!

I wave and turn to the aisles, I find the snacks Wanda wanted and I got her some more knowing those hormones ain't gonna stop her.

I get the food items and make my way to the female garment section, I'm still a bit tipsy but I look through the bra section.

I try to find which one Wanda needs but I don't think she told me which one. I pull out my phone and call up Wanda.

Wanda: Yeah baby?

Y/N: Hello my loveeeeee, I'm in the tittyyy section. What size boob dome do you neeeeeed?~

I hear her giggle behind the phone at my drunkeness before she informs me of what bra size she needs.

As I collect the bra sizes I accidentally slip into the selection of bras, making me stumble. I quickly get up and notice there's a bunch of bras stuck to myself but I'm too drunk to give a shit.

I pay for the stuff and leave.

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Wanda's POV

I microwave some of my Wolverine's favourite food that I kept when he came back.

I turn to around to see that he's arrived but I immediately start laughing at the almost sober man's state. His whole body is covered in bras and I can't help but giggle.

I step towards him and kiss him on the forehead before taking a few bras of his shoulder and his head as he looks at me sleepily.

Wanda: I'll have these ones. Thank you bra shop.

I say jokingly giving him a funny nickname, then leading him to the island where I give set him his food.

Y/N: Thank you, beautiful.

Oh I love it when he gives those affectionate names, especially 'beautiful, beautiful Wanda.' I just love him so much beyond words. He saved my life.

After we finish eating we go to our bedroom, and I strip infront of him as he lays on the bed.

Y/N: Sexyyyyyy~

I roll my eyes and smile it off.

Wanda: Oh stop it you, I'm just trying the bra on.

I take my original bra off showing my bare chest to Y/N who can't keep his eyes off.

Wanda: My eyes are up here Mr. Drooler.

He shakes his head and looks up at me with a smile. He gets up and walks behind me making me confused.

Taking the bra from my hand he helps me to slip it on, then he clasps it from the back and looks at me through the mirror in the room.

Y/N: You look great.

He begins to kiss my shoulder and my arm gently, while I look at myself in the mirror. I can't help but notice how cute he's being. I then whisper under my breath.

Wanda: I'm in love with you.

Y/N: What was that?

Wanda: I said I'M SELLING YOU TO THE ZOO.