A/N: There will be many men pursing her, but Wanda won't screw them all at once. This isn't that type of fic. Even so, perhaps you will like it anyway.
Wanda detested her room. She hated the way it suffocated her, the way it made her feel trapped inside her own mind.
One night on her own, Wanda tried to escape. She threw open the doors of her balcony and was just about to jump when two strong arms pulled her back.
"It's obviously been too long since my last visit," Tony said, helping her up. "If you missed me, you should have called. I would have charged over here with a box of donuts."
He acted lighthearted, but stayed close to Wanda's side for the rest of the night.