Wanda knew everything being thought or done in the tower all at once, each snide comment that had been withheld, each offensive joke that sat on the tip of her friends tongues, and surprising to her, the confessions of undying love.

She had loved y/n from the moment she met her, the second her eyes locked with the e/c orbs she found herself completely encapsulated. From the way the h/c hair would dance and glow upon her shoulders so effortlessly, to the way her rose petal lips quirked into a soft smile that was unparalleled in its beauty.

The day she finally allowed herself to divulge in the inner workings of y/n's mind was a day she would never forget. The warmth that flooded her body as she finally recognised the love that shone within the oceans of the girls eyes.

—//—

Wanda sat upon one of the lavish leather sofas that littered the floor of Stark tower, her auburn hair contrasting magnificently with the pale fabric. A thick leather bound book sat tightly within her grasp, but her eyes weren't on the meaningless droning of some author, rather the women she had fallen head over heels with in such a little time.

As she watched y/n scroll through her phone, the gentle smile upon her lips. The lips she longed so desperately to feel upon hers, she had the unbearable urge to finally see what was going on inside her head, watch what happened behind the scenes of such a girl.

The moment she did peek behind the curtain, she almost fainted.

"God she's gorgeous" was the first thought Wanda heard, the words stabbing her heart as she imagined y/n thinking so adoringly about another, silent rivers of crystal pouring down her porcelain skin.

"Shit I think I love her" the tears began to pour mercilessly down her now scarlet stained skin, Wanda quickly gathered herself and began to walk away from the girl, pausing when she heard y/n's final thought.

"How am I gonna tell her 'hey Wanda I'm madly in love with you and think you're the most perfect person to ever walk this earth' she'd just laugh".

Wanda felt butterflies erupt in her stomach, a proud smirk upon her torn lips. For all that she longed to rush over to the girl, smother her with thousands of kisses and embrace her until the sun rose once again, she decided she'd much rather have some fun first.

—//—

By 'fun' Wanda actually meant she planned on teasing the h/c headed girl mercilessly.

Y/n had been in the kitchen, filling up her water bottle in preparation to train a little with Steve. Bucky, Sam, Natasha and Steve were standing sporadically across the kitchen, all either snacking away or in Buckys case, smiling weakly at Sam's constant teasing. Wanda had walked in with a spring in her step, the same gleeful smile she had been wearing for days shining brightly across her face.

"Hello моя любовь (my love)" She spoke, fully aware of the wild shades of crimson that flashed upon y/n's skin. Wanda wasn't pleased with the girls reaction though, deciding to take it a step further.

"You look good today y/n, I love that shirt on you" she began to speak loudly, before leaning in to whisper in her ear "it'd look better on my bedroom floor though" she lightly kissed the shocked girls cheek before slipping back off to where she had been before. Even with her back turned she could hear the sudden spout of water from y/n's mouth and Natasha's raucous cheering off 'Y/N'S BLUSHING'.

The teasing had continued for weeks, Wanda revelling in the gorgeous rouge and rose that danced upon her loves cheeks whenever they were together. But she was slowly growing tired of y/n's still awkward and bashful demeanour, she could hear the girls thoughts still and each one brought pain to her chest.

"She's just joking"

"She doesn't like me like that"

"She never would".

Wanda had quickly grown sick of the girls self deprecating ideas, she was desperate to finally let the girl know just how gorgeous she was, how in awe Wanda was of the girls effortless ethereality.

So when she was walking back from the kitchen in the middle of the night, her bare feet padding against the cool wooden floors. The second she heard an accompanying pairs of steps she could tell who it was, the rich scent of vanilla and roses invading her senses as y/n rapidly approached.

Her heart fluttered violently within her chest, unreasoned nerves flowing through her veins as she prepared herself to act.

"Hey y/n" she suddenly spoke, a loud scream echoed through the air as Wanda realised that perhaps jumping unexpectedly from the twilights wasn't the best idea.

"Shh! You'll wake them up" Wanda placed a cautious hand over y/n's mouth, silencing any future screams.

"W-Wanda Jesus Christ you scared me! What are you doing up?" y/n questioned with a quirked brow, e/c eyes still glowing gorgeously in the shadows.

"I came to do this" as lust flowed through Wanda her accent deepened, suddenly strong and smooth like it had been when she lived in Sokovia.

(Pietro ain't fucking dead okay cause I love that man)

"Wh-" Y/n's words were interrupted by the sudden feeling of Wanda's lips against hers. She froze for a moment before melting into her embrace, relishing in the way Wanda's deep vermillion lipstick spread messily across hers. She closed her eyes, the darkness enhancing each touch. Her nerves were on fire and each gentle touch from Wanda was like a trail of the most delicious of flames, ones that ignited her soul and left unbelievably sweet burns in their wake.

The two were drowning in the feeling of one another, oblivious to anything other than the desperate touches that gripped at their skin. But sadly, their immersion left them unaware of the sudden light that shone from around them.

The only thing that pulled them from the kiss was the loud cheering from beside where they stood. Their gaze snapped away from another and their faces flooded scarlet at what they saw.

Sam and Bucky had their arms in the air, cheering loudly.

Natasha was smirking knowingly alongside Tony.

But Pietro was another story, his electric gaze bore glares into y/n's face. She gulped as her eyes grew wide, the sound echoing through the now silent halls.

"That's my twin sister. I'm going to give you a head start" he spoke in a low voice, smirk quirking at his lips as he prepared himself to run and began counting.

Y/n laughed nervously to herself, only considering breaking into a sprint when she saw Pietro lurch forward with a playful yet menacing look within his eyes.

"Oh shit" she whispered, smiling as Wanda laughed quietly. But their laughter died away when they saw the look in Pietro's eyes. His thick brows raising competitively as he changed his stance.

"Тебе лучше бежать". (you better run)

Here is the first oneshot! I'm sorry it's not the best but I hope you still enjoyed :)

don't forget to vote, comment and request- Mae x