Wanda had been frowning the entire evening as she watched Natasha dance with Vision, she never let him go.
Pietro noticed his sisters frown and chuckled as he spoke jokingly toward her
"Sister, he is far too good looking for you to be in a relationship with, even I am swooning over his looks"
Wanda sighed as she realised her brother had a point
"I'm not very good with competing for things" she smiled over to Pietro who nodded in reply.
"Ah guys, this man right here can dance, but right now I need some alcohol" Natasha strode over, dragging Vision as she held onto his hand obsessively.
Wanda watched the couple waltz over and glanced down, trying to avoid eye contact with any of them.
What's wrong with you?
she cursed to herself.
Vision was sweating slightly and had to take a moment to catch his breath, freeing his hand from Natasha's grip, he went to stand next to Wanda, leaning around her to reach for a bottle from the table.
Wanda's breath caught from the scent of his cologne and she blushed as she felt his arm graze past her, she gulped and slid herself away, ensuring more distance as she composed herself.
Vision watched the petite girl infront of him and smiled, he hadn't been able to talk to her all night due to Romanoffs insistence that he dance with her and now he realised, he had the chance.
"Are you enjoying yourself this evening miss Maximoff?"
He smiled softly towards her as her emerald eyes met his gaze.
She nodded
"Yes it has been ok"
Ok? he mused, surely she deserved better than ok.
He laid down his bottle and held a hand out to Wanda, asking a simple
"Would you care to have this dance with me?"
Wanda blushed and bit her lip, thinking for a second before nodding a reply as she delicately took his hand.
He smiled and led her out to the floor, a new song had just started to play, he wrapped an arm around her waist, taking her left hand in his right and began swaying softly with her.
Love me tender,
Love me sweet,
Never let me go,
You have made my life complete,
and I love you so.
She rested her head against his chest, taking in his scent and closing her eyes, allowing her body to move instinctively with his as her mind was swallowed up by the song and the soft rhythm of Visions beating heart.
Love me tender,
Love me true,
All my dreams fulfill,
For my darling, I love you
and I always will.
Vision smiled as he rested his head ontop of Wanda's, smelling the strawberry and blossom shampoo that she had used, he held her hand a little tighter and pulled her a millimetre closer, feeling somewhat at home with her.
"Thank you for coming with me tonight"
Wanda whispered against his neck, causing him to shiver slightly.
"That's quite alright, I've enjoyed myself, it has been a while since I've experienced such.."
"Extravagance" she finished for him, causing him to chuckle, the sound almost causing Wanda's heart to falter.
They pulled away as the song finished and Vision led her back towards her brother and Natasha, who now seemed to be in a World of their own.
"Are you guys going?" Wanda asked as she noticed Pietro mutter goodbye to a group behind them.
"Yes sister, me and Nat are going back to the hotel"
He looked at Wanda and smirked as he continued
"I'm sure you can stay with Vision for tonight"
Wanda's eyes widened at her brothers statement she could what?!
Vision was also startled by the lack of care for his sister, he couldnt quite understand how Pietro could be so cold as to allow his sister to spend the night with a stranger, he frowned as he thought of Wanda being forced to stay with some strange person and Pietros lack of fear for his sisters wellbeing.
"b-but I cant just stay at his ho-"
"She can stay" Vision cut her off, startling her, she looked over to him, wide eyed and curious.
"Ah see! I told you it would be fine, I'm sure Vision will look after you"
Pietro winked and left without allowing anymore arguments
Wanda watched, horrified by the thought that her brother had just sent her to spend the night with someone that they had just technically met. Ok so she wasnt that horrified.. she was just taken aback really, she knew Vision would most likely be a gentleman, but she also found herself hoping that he wouldn't be.
Vision looked to Wanda and sighed as he spoke softly
"Dont worry about it, come on, let's head back" he held an arm out for her.
She watched him and hesitantly took his arm in hers, she glanced down and nodded, trying to hide the blush and the surprising smile that was adorning her face.
Vision called for a taxi as Pietro had taken the limo, they got in and headed for Visions flat.
They were quiet during the ride back to his flat, both glancing out of the window, not knowing what to say or discuss, as an uncomfortable silence befell them.
Wanda broke, she couldnt deal with the silence as she spoke, her words almost a whisper
"I am sorry about my brothers behaviour, if you'd prefer then I can just head back.."
She sighed, as her face fell, she was such a fool.
Vision looked to the petite frame next to him and smiled as he placed a hand delicately over her head as he replied.
"Dont apologise, I would rather have you at my place, than not know where you were"
he stated it simply, and Wanda found that she could only agree with that logic.
They arrived at the flat, Vision paid the taxi driver and they headed inside.
It was a rather simple flat, the layout was far from extravagant and just extremely modest, a few plants lurked around and the smell of mint and coffee adorned the air, she smiled to herself as she found that this place that she had never seen before, felt more homely than any other home that she had been to.
"Would you like some tea? Coffee?"
Vision asked politely as he took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hook of the door.
Wanda smiled and shook her head, stating a simple
"I fear that I am awfully tired"
Vision smiled and nodded, pointing her to a room and stating a simple
"You can take that room, there should be a clean shirt out that you can use for the night and if you need the loo then the toilet is right here" he pointed out to another door that was the bathroom
Wanda smiled gratefully and leaned up, brushing her lips gently against his cheek as she whispered a breathy
"Thank you, goodnight"
she bit her lip as she turned and left for the bedroom.
Vision stood there for a good minute, gobsmacked by the sensation of Wanda's lips against his cheek, he shook himself out of his daze and headed for the couch, Wanda had taken his room and Tony was most likely in his room, leaving Vision with nothing but the couch for comfort.
Wanda squealed when her face hit the pillow, muffling the noise as she kicked her legs out around her
How could she have been so daring?!
she thought to herself as she smiled into the pillow, inhaling the scent of Vision that had adorned the fabric, she closed her eyes, and allowed her dreams to set in.
Vision found sleeping on the couch extremely uncomfortable considering he was 6ft2, he adjusted and then readjusted, trying his best to get an ounce of comfort when he realised that he was still wearing his shirt, tie and trousers. He groaned.
Wanda, who was a very light sleeper opened her eyes as the sound of someone in discomfort seeped into her mind, she jolted up and looked dazed around the room she was currently in.
She got up and creeped to the door, opening it slightly and peeking out to see what all the noise was about.
Visions eyes were closed as he tossed back and forth on the small 3 seater, his shoulders were wedged against the arm rest and his feet dangled over the other side of the arm rest, to an observer he must look ridiculous.
Wanda reached a hand and layed in on his shoulder as she whispered.
"Viszh?"
He jolted up in shock and started breathing heavily, she had scared the crap out of him.
"Oh my god, Wanda, you could have killed me!" he started to chuckle as he rested his head in his hands.
Wanda smiled softly before she too started laughing as she spoke
"I'm sorry, I didnt mean to scare you.."
She looked at him, glancing at the arm rest on either side of the sofa and frowned as she realised he had given her his room.
"Im sure that I would fit a lot better by there, so it's best you take the bed"
she smiled towards him, placing her hand in his and tugging him up.
Vision, startled by the sudden contact blushed, he stood and cleared his throat, allowing her hands to slip away from his own as he replied.
"It wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me to allow you to do that"
he stretched out and exhaled a breath
"However, I would like to go change into more comfortable clothing"
Wanda watched him stretch, noting the rise in his shirt, giving an all too brief glimpse of his abdomen before blushing brightly as she heard him speak
"Ah yes o-ofcourse"
She turned away and headed for the kitchen.
Vision watched her and smiled, glancing down to his feet, a small blush glistened his cheeks as he thought of how Wanda looked with his shirt on, it looked more like a dress as it was far too big for her petite frame, but she sure did look beautiful.
Wanda serves about making herself a warm drink when Vision returned, now wearing a grey top and blue checkered pyjama bottoms, his hair was slightly damp and his face glistened slightly.
He must have washed his face. She mused to herself and smiled toward him as she asked a simple
"Tea?" she held out a mug that she had found.
Vision smiled brightly back and nodded his head.
They both sat on the sofa in silence, not so much an uncomfortable silence, it was more of a nothing needed to be said type of silence and Wanda basked in the peace.
Vision set his mug down on the coffee table infront of the sofa and looked to Wanda, a slight frown burrowing in his eyebrows as he spoke.
"You should sleep, I imagine it will be a big day for your brother tomorrow after all the donations that were made tonight"
Wanda looked at him, finding herself lost in his gaze before she realised that she had been silent for far too long and he was starting to look at her weirdly.
"Ah yes! but I cannot take your bed.. I know that you work throughout the day training people, so you need to rest properly a lot more than I do" she giggled reassuringly as she instinctively laid a hand over his forearm.
His gaze softened at her giggle, she was too sweet, and far too lovely to be an assistant to her overbearing brother, he began thinking about their past conversation, of how she told him about the lie she had made to her brother, how it could give her some freedom to keep up the lie.
His heart ached.
Why was it aching?