When they arrived back to the tower from Edinburgh, the two separated quickly and went to their rooms to prepare for the party that evening. When Wanda returned to her rooms, Natasha was waiting for her, already dressed and made-up, ready for the party.
"How are you feeling, Wanda?" She asked, watching as the younger Avenger went to her closet and pulled out the dress and a pair of heels. "Oh, nice choice."
"I'm feeling better, thank you." She responded. "Vis and I…" She paused. Did she want to tell Natasha about their relationship? She trusted the older woman immensely, but knew that if she said something then Natasha would have to tell Captain Rogers. "We talked a lot about what happened yesterday. I wish I could have saved that woman, but I understand wanting to die when your other half is gone."
"You truly have grown, Wanda. Here, let me help you get ready." Natasha offered. Wanda was hesitant at first, but she knew Natasha was being kind, and the older woman helped her get ready for the party, doing her hair and makeup but letting her change into the dress in solitude.
When the two women were done getting ready, they stood in front of the mirror in Wanda's room, and Wanda couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. Her hair was done up in a curled twist, and her legs looked elongated due to the heels. Natasha stood beside her, looking like a proud mom, which was hard for Wanda to think of, so she pushed the thought out of her head.
"Come along, pretty girl. We have jaws to drop." Natasha said, holding out her arm. The two women of the Avengers walked down to the living room together, chatting and laughing as they went down the steps. All of the men were already there, drinking and chatting, and Wanda could barely comprehend how silent the room got as realization hit when they saw the two. The two shared a knowing look before Natasha went to go get a drink at the bar. Wanda stood there, twisting her hands in front of her, a blush covering her face and neck. She barely noticed the presence of the red man beside her until he spoke.
"Wanda, you… look beautiful." Vision said, his eyes trying to comprehend the appearance and feeling of the woman beside him. She glanced up at him and smiled, her face still slightly pink. He fought the urge to kiss her, and instead he held his arm out to her. "Would you... like to get some snacks to stuff in those pockets?" Wanda laughed at his question and nodded, as the two walked through the large crowd Tony had assembled. Sam, somewhere in the background, whistled loudly at Wanda as she passed, and she used a flicker of magic to push his drink onto his chest.
"Oi, witch!" He yelled angrily, and she bit on her lip before turning to face him, eyes beginning to glow red. Vision tried to pull her away but she released her arm from his grasp, glaring at the Falcon.
"Do not whistle at me again, Falcon. Do not diminish me into a piece of meat, do not treat me as anything but your teammate. I do not appreciate it." She hissed, eyes still glowing red. In the background you could hear Natasha whoop and cheer for her friend. Wanda spun on her heel and resumed walking through the living room with Vision behind her, who sent an apologetic look to Sam. Sam shrugged and rolled his eyes as he retreated to change his shirt.
"Wanda, you should not have challenged him." Vision whispered, and she stopped in her tracks once again, turning to now focus her glare on her boyfriend.
"Why not? Nat and I get treated differently because we are women, but we are each stronger than some of these guys combined." She retorted, trying to keep the red from filling her eyes. Vision retreated into himself, nodding, not understanding the struggle of women to be considered equal, even if they were a superhuman or an assassin.
The party went on without another hitch, Vision and Wanda sitting on the couch, her eating yummy sweet snacks, him watching her cautiously so that he would not annoy her again. Before the party got too wild, Wanda went up to the roof of the tower, Vision following not far behind. The wind flitted her dress around her, but was cold, so she covered her arms with her hands. Vision came up behind her and made his cape appear, before placing it around her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Vis. I shouldn't have snapped at you. But… Nat and I are outnumbered. I don't like it when the others treat me differently because I'm a woman, with womanly parts." She explained, looking up at him. He was staring out at New York, much like he did before the mission.
"I'm sorry, too." He paused. "You do look beautiful though, I think the whistle was just to point out that he thought so." Vision said, but then continued, "Though I do not like the idea of other men thinking that you are attractive. You are, after all, mine. I believe. If you like the idea of that."
She smiled at him and leaned her body against him, and he put his arm around her waist. "Yeah. I can be yours. Only yours." She turned to face him, and he turned back. Chewing on her lower lip, Wanda took both of Vision's hands within both of hers and brought them up to kiss gently. Vision felt a charge of energy where she had kissed his hands, and his heart rate quickened. He took his hands away from her and held her face, before lowering his head down and kissing her. He pulled back slightly, and she gave him a bit of a sheepish smile. "I can never get used to this feeling," she admitted.
"Much like I cannot get used to the feeling of seeing how beautiful you are." He responded, brushing his thumbs against her cheek. He leaned down to kiss her again, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. "I love you," he breathed, and in that moment, she never felt happier.
[A/N: that's it! This is the end of this fic… at least for now. I haven't yet decided if I will continue from here, because I have ideas for one set just before and during Civil War. Also, if you hadn't noticed by now, my other fic "I Just Feel You" is essentially the sequel to this one. It's set after Civil War, and has connections with Black Panther and a bit of a lead-in to Infinity War.]