Hey! So this is a little bit slow, action wise, but we finally get cute moments with our leading characters! Also, this is my first attempt at Bucky's POV. Please let me know what you think, if it was too OOC or anything. I adore criticism.
FYI none of these characters are mine, nor are their backgrounds.
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"Oof," Wanda exhaled as she fell onto her bed.
She'd gotten a new room since she started physical training. It was right next to Pietro's and on her other side was the Soldier's. He was meant to keep them in check.
Wanda sighed and rolled over, smooshing her face into her pillow.
She felt someone else coming into her personal space and whipped around, wrapping her red mist around the other person's neck.
"Well hello to you, too, Wand," he said with a smirk on his face.
"What the hell, Pietro?" she whispered, glancing at the door.
"What?" he replied as she let him down. "I wanted to check up on you, see how you're doing after your first week of training with the Metal Man."
Wanda rolled her eyes and made room for Pietro to sit next to her on the bed.
"Awful," she started, "He keeps getting mad at me for not being able to get a single punch in. Who even wants to get punched?" she asked.
Her brother chuckled.
"It's his job, Wand. And you should be learning as much as you can from him, soon we'll have to join him for missions and eventually go on our own," he told her.
Wanda nodded.
"At least I can defend myself now with only one or two bruises," she offered.
The twins laughed at the memory of Wanda's first day of training. Her whole body had been covered in bruises. Not because the Winter Soldier had hit her, but because she kept falling to the floor or running into walls in her attempts to avoid his fists.
"I've tried getting him to talk about himself, about HYDRA," Pietro said after a while.
Wanda looked at him with shock.
"Pietro!" she angrily whispered.
"I know, I know," he said, raising his hands in front of him.
"But aren't you curious? We know nothing about this organization except that they like to experiment on people and they're the "bad guys" according to literally everyone," he said, looking down at the bed.
Wanda felt a slight pounding begin in her head.
"Well? What did he say?" she asked.
Pietro shook his head.
"He wouldn't talk about it. It was almost like he didn't know himself, Wanda. He got this pained look when I asked him to tell me what he knew. It was almost too fast to catch, but, you know," he said, waving a hand at himself.
"Pietro," Wanda began, "Try not to ask more than what we need to know. If he goes telling anyone, even Pierce, about us asking questions, we could get in trouble."
Her brother nodded.
"And I know you're fast, but it's too risky coming into my room. For all we know, the Soldier could have super hearing and be listening in on our conversation right now," she said.
Both twins pressed their ears to the wall next to Wanda's bed. Closing her eyes, Wanda searched next door and felt no one there.
Pietro was looking at her when she opened her eyes.
"What?" she asked.
"It's weird seeing your eyes turn red," he replied. "I could only see them dimming, though. I think they turn red whenever you use your powers. Or the mental ones, at least. It's freaky," he said.
Wanda smiled at him, mentally reaching forward and entering his mind.
She could see herself from his point of view before she was physically shoved backwards, breaking her concentration.
"Oi! No going into my head," Pietro teasingly scolded her.
The twins laughed and spent the rest of the evening talking.
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The Winter Soldier paced around the gymnasium.
He was to train the Maximoff girl in half an hour but he came down to the gym to get his mind in control.
Lately he'd been thinking things.
Things like how the Maximoff girl would get a little dent between her eyebrows whenever she knew she did a move wrong. How she would offer shy smiles whenever she got distracted and missed what he was teaching her. How her hair seemed to flow around her and gave her an otherworldly glow. How she grinned at him that first day he walked into the gymnasium, radiating excitement and wonder.
He was the Winter Soldier, damn it, HYDRA's personal killing machine. He should not be turning to mush just because a gorgeous smile was thrown his way, no matter that it came from an equally gorgeous girl.
The Soldier stopped his pacing and groaned.
This was not working.
The doors opened and he turned around to see the young girl he was thinking about walk in.
"Soldier," she greeted.
"Ms. Maximoff," he returned.
Taking a deep breath, he cleared his mind.
A small part of himself, a part buried deep down past all of HYDRA's programming, prayed that she didn't hear his thoughts.
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"Again," the Soldier ordered.
Wanda bit back a groan and charged at him again, her goal to knock him down.
Just when she thought she had him, he would twist out of her grasp and have her beneath him.
Not that I mind, a small part of her thought.
Eyes widening, Wanda quickly got out from under him before he could see the red taking over her face.
Where did that come from? She thought to herself.
She decided to get a drink of water before continuing their fight. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the Soldier do the same.
Well, he is handsome, she thought, not bothering to hold back her own thoughts anymore.
And all his training has definitely given him a killer body.
Wanda nearly choked on her water. Where was her self control? She told her brother to leave him alone and now here she was two days later, thinking about him in an inappropriate way.
"Ready to go again?" came the emotionless voice of the Soldier.
"Yes, sir," she said, capping her bottle and walking back to the center of the room.
"Go," her trainer said.
Wanda ran at him and tried every move she could to take him down. If she was being honest with herself, she was taking out her frustrations on him for causing her to think things she normally didn't.
Is that fair, though? She asked herself.
In that moment, her back hit the floor one more time and she felt the Soldier's body on top of hers.
This time not holding back her groan, she used all of her strength, including some from her powers, and flipped them over.
Both Wanda and the Winter Soldier were breathing heavily, not moving out of their positions.
The Soldier was trying not to think of exactly why his body suddenly felt hot, and was fighting back the urge to pull Wanda down flat against him.
It finally sunk into Wanda's mind that she was on top of the Winter Soldier.
"Yes!" She yelled, getting up and doing a fist pump.
Laughter escaped her lips and she looked down at the shocked soldier.
"I beat you," she simply said.
A twitch at the corner of his lips let Wanda know he was okay with her outburst. She offered her hand to help him stand and he took it.
"That you did. Finally," he told her, amusement lacing his words.
Wanda grinned widely at him.
She tried to ignore the tingling in her stomach when, after a few seconds, he returned her smile.
