"You look amazing!", Scott flashed his signature smile and stared at Hope in awe, who had donned her Wasp suit for the first time. He had been anticipating this moment with bated breath and now she was standing right in front of him, looking splendidly bad-ass.

Damn, he loves her.

Scott and Hope had been seeing each other for a few months now, not just as partners, but lovers, ever since Hank caught them sharing a kiss outside his bedroom door. They had been working together, training together and other stuff -ing together and he loved every moment of it. He secretly hoped she felt the same way too.

"Thanks Scott.", Hope smiled shyly, dark green eyes shining with excitement. She had been waiting for this for her whole life and she felt incredible. Was this what her mother would have felt like when she wore the suit?

Hope and her father had completed the suit a week ago. And finally after some finishing touches, she and her partner were going for a flight test.

Scott moved closer to her, held her hands in his, and gave her a light peck on the lips. They locked eyes for a moment and smiled lovingly at each other.

"Guys...", coughed Hank. "I'm still here.", he rolled his eyes, with a look of distaste. He reluctantly had come to accept that Scott was going to be a part of his family. Hank was glad because Hope was happy around him, though he would never admit it to Scott.

"How could we forget, Hank.", Scott grinned. They broke contact, but her hand didn't leave his.

"You look out for her Scott. I swear I will kill you if she gets hurt.", Hank gave him a warning look, eyebrows knitted into a frown.

"Whoa whoa, calm down, nobody's going to get hurt! I'm...", he gestured frantically, but he was cut off by Hope. He didn't need reminding, of course he would protect her at all cost.

"Dad, I'm a grown woman and a skilled fighter, much skilled than him, I can protect myself.", Hope interjected, one brow raised as she shot a smirk at Scott.

"Well, I wouldn't argue about that.", Scott's eyes wandered about. Every single time they sparred, he would end up on the floor, or, well, between her legs, not that he was complaining.

"Remember, you work together as partners. You have to complement each other, have each other's back.", Hank carried on.

"We sure do.", Scott winked at Hope, as he smiled goofily and gently nudged her elbow, to which Hope smiled in respond. She loved that smile of his.

"You ready?", he smirked, and sealed his helmet.

"Am as ready as you are!", she closed her helmet and shrunk.

Soon enough, they were flying and zipping through the grass, laced with dew-drops that glinted under the sky, as the sun shone brightly. Scott could hear Hope's laughter through his ear piece, and he could imagine her face. He could picture how her face lighted up into laughter and how her eyes turned crescent-shaped as they sparkled with joy. He had her different facial expressions fully memorized.

"How is it?", he asked.

"Everything's so big.", she giggled. Her dream had finally came true and she was as giddy as a child. It was a wonder when her surroundings were a million times larger, it was like looking through a huge magnifying glass. She could hear the faint mechanical whirring of her wings as she flew. Her suit was light and it didn't hold her weight down. It was a perfect fit. Adrenaline pumped through her blood making her feel exhilarated. She would need to try out those blasters soon.

"That's how I felt the first time.", Scott recalled, remembering that time when he was flushed down the bath tub, much to his horror.

"I remembered you saying you were terrified when you fell into the drainage -", she laughed halfway, her sentence unfinished, as a gust of wind threw her off balance and she tumbled to the ground.

"Ow!", she landed on her back.

"Hope! Are you alright?!", Scott's concerned voice sounded through her ear piece, as he came buzzing to her side, riding Ant-toine. He came to a halt and swiftly hopped off the ant.

"I'm fine.", she stood up and grew back to size. Flying was something she needed to get used to.

"You sure?", he pressed the button, popped off his helmet, walked towards her, and put one hand around her waist while he hurriedly inspected for injuries.

"Yes I'm sure.", she removed her helmet, and her eyes met his soft gaze with furrowed brows. His features relaxed as he saw her face. They were in such close proximity that she could feel his breath on her.

"Seems like someone needs practice.", his eyes glinted mischievously as he reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. She looked radiantly beautiful, even after their exercise.

"Not as much as you needed.", she squinted and gave him a judgy look, reminding him.

"Touché."

He loved their banter.

He let go of her, resisting the urge to kiss her.

"Wanna take five?", he asked.

She nodded. And so they sat under the tree, taking in the light breeze of the wind and the bright blue sky, scattered with fluffy clouds.

"Thanks for being here Scott.", she turned to him and smiled, her dimples apparent.

After defeating Yellow Jacket, she assumed that he wouldn't be sticking around, as his daughter was put at risk and he had nearly lost his life disappearing into the Quantum Realm. She was slightly taken aback when he first kissed her but she stopped being rational and went with her heart instead. Their relationship was progressing rather well. He was an idiot, but he was kind, funny, loving and a good father. It frustrated her that he had a way in making her laugh, a lot, and she could share her deepest, dark secrets with him. Scott wasn't even breaking her protective wall bit by bit, he was just tunneling straight through it. Yes, he had an effect on her, and she couldn't deny it.

"It's my pleasure. And besides that's what partners are for.", he grinned bashfully. He was happy that his life was turning around for the better, even though he was reluctantly roped into becoming Ant-Man in the first place. But, ultimately, he was glad to be a better father/role model for Cassie. And the plus point? He got to be with Hope.

"Do you think I'm cut for this?", she only ever showed her insecurities to Scott.

"You were born to be a superhero Hope.", he replied with such conviction. Her abilities were proof enough that she was meant for this.

"Your parents were superheroes. Heck, let's face it, you're going to be more of a superhero than me. Don't ever doubt yourself. I know you can do it Hope", he said earnestly, eyes twinkling. Her confidence was one of the things that he loved about her. He reached out and held her hand, thumb gently rubbing her knuckles. She liked it when he did that, it soothed her.

"Thanks. I'm glad we're in this together.", she lightly squeezed his hand.

He leaned forward and kissed her.

"Wanna get back?"

"Sure, I'll race you!", she laughed and shrunk, and took off.

"Hey not fair!", he followed suit and hopped onto Ant-toine, chasing behind her.