AN: Enjoy!
After their big step, Wanda and Vision entered a sort of post-lovemaking honeymoon period. They got quite giggly around each other, often prompting Viv to give them one of her 'grown-ups are weird' looks. They were less shy about being physically affectionate with each other, stealing extra kisses and gentle touches.
Once or twice, their visits to Wanda's apartment after her art class may have ended up involving a little less clothes than they had before, and sometimes, seeing as Vision was a little less experienced than Wanda was, she would, well, teach him things. But unlike any of the other men Wanda had been with, Vision actually listened, as eager to satisfy her as he was to find his own pleasure.. Perhaps even more so.
Otherwise, nothing really changed much. Wanda caught up with Vision for lunch a few times a week, stayed with he and Viv on weekends. The couple had found and settled into their normal, and they were happy.
In fact, Wanda was just about happier than she had ever been in her life.
One weekday morning, probably a week or two before Father's Day, Wanda received a call from Vision, which she quickly answered. He sounded a little flustered.
"H-Hello, Wanda.."
"Hey, Vizh" Wanda frowned, swallowing a mouthful of cereal. "Is something wrong?"
"No.. well, maybe. You're off work today, aren't you?"
"Yeah.. Why?"
"Vivian has come down with a slight cold. Nothing serious, but bad enough that I can't send her to school. Could you come by and mind her? It would just be for a few hours.. I have a party this morning and it's much too late to cancel, and then a meeting about another that I probably shouldn't miss.."
"Sure" Wanda finished her cereal, taking the bowl to the sink to rinse it. She had planned to work on a project for her art class today, but there was no reason why she couldn't take her art supplies with her and work at Vision's house. "I can be there in about fifteen minutes, is that okay?"
"That is perfect. You are perfect. Thank you, I love you so much!"
"I love you too, Vizh. See you soon." Wanda smiled softly as she hung up. Even though she had heard it quite a few times now, she still got a little thrill whenever Vision told her he loved her.
Vision, already dressed in his hero gear, raced out the door almost as soon as Wanda arrived, stopping just long enough to steal a quick kiss.
"Thank you so much for this" He told her quickly. "Viv's tucked up on the sofa, she can watch as much TV as she likes while she's ill, and there's chicken soup in the kitchen for her lunch. Help yourself to anything, anything at all. I'll only be gone a few hours, I promise.."
Wanda chuckled, silencing him with another quick kiss.
"Take all the time you need Vizh, Viv and I will be fine. Now go, or you'll be late."
"Right. Thank you again.. I love you!" He rushed to the car, his cape streaming behind him.
"I love you too!" Wanda laughed, waiting until the car was out of sight before she headed inside.
Her heart immediately melted at the sight of poor sick little Viv on the sofa, still in her pyjamas, a blanket around her shoulders and Rocket Raccoon in her arms. A box of tissues sat beside her. Despite her illness, the little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Wanda.
"Hi, Wanda" Viv smiled, sniffling a little.
"Hello, Fata Dulce." Wanda gently ruffled her hair after setting down her bag. "Your Daddy asked me to come look after you for a bit. I hear you have a little rece.. That means 'cold'."
"Uh-huh" Viv nodded. "Daddy said I can watch as much TV as I want while I'm sick!"
"I know" Wanda sat beside her, gathering some of her supplies from her bag. "I'm going to do a bit of work for my art class, but if you need anything, you let me know, okay?"
"Okay."
Wanda had fully intended to work on her art class project.. something to do with light and shade and negative space. But her muse, apparently, had other ideas. She had given into said muse so completely that it was nearly an hour later before Wanda realised that, rather than colour and shade and negative space, she'd ended up with a sketch of Viv snuggled on the couch, drawn with some of her favourite watercolour pencils. And although it was not at all what she was supposed to be doing, Wanda couldn't help smiling at the end result.
She left the sketch when she went to fetch Viv's chicken soup a short while later, and returned to find the little girl staring at it, somewhat awed.
"Wanda, why'd you draw me for your art class?"
"I didn't" Wanda chuckled, handing Viv her soup on a small tray. "Not really.."
"But you said.." Viv was confused.
"I know, and I was supposed to be drawing something for art class, but my muse made me draw you instead."
"Oh.." Viv sipped her soup, sniffling again. "Wanda?"
"Yes, Fata dulce?"
"What's a muse?"
"A muse is where someone's inspiration comes from" Wanda explained. "Your Daddy probably has one for writing."
"Daddy writes lots more now."
"Does he?" Wanda smirked.
"Mmhm.." Viv looked at the sketch again. "That's a real pretty drawing, Wanda. Can I keep it to give to Daddy on Father's Day?"
"Of course" Wanda smiled, quite touched. "How about I hang on to it for you until then? I might even be able to find a nice frame to put it in."
"Yeah!" Viv nodded eagerly. "Now I just got to get a card, and maybe something little from the Father's Day Stall at school next week.."
"I remember those" Wanda thought for a moment, chuckling, then reached for her bag to dig in her purse, pulling out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to Viv. "Take this and get him something nice from both of us." It didn't occur to her that giving Viv Father's day money was a very motherly task.
"Really?" Viv's eyes lit up.
"Really. But first, you have to eat your soup so you can feel better."
"Okay, Wanda."
As Viv happily ate her chicken soup, Wanda slipped the sketch into a plastic sleeve to safely transport it home. She had another couple of hours before Vision was due to return.. Plenty of time to get stuck back into her art project, if she wanted.
Instead, she found herself shuffling closer to Viv on the sofa, draping an arm around the little girl's shoulders. Negative space could wait.
