Alexs POV

I fucked up.

I pushed Wanda too far.

I knew I shouldn't have.

It honestly wasn't my intention.

But then we started dancing and.. I just got lost in her eyes, her intoxicating smile. And that same magnetic pull that I feel every time I'm around her.

And I couldn't stop myself from kissing her.

But then I just had to push it farther.

Like a damned idiot.

And I have no idea how she found her way out of here so fast. There's so many damn people and they are not willing to move for anything.

Even once I break free from all of the bodies, I don't see her. I try calling her name, but she's either gone or she isn't going to answer me.

Fuck.

I go back inside to pay the bill, giving up on the night and heading home.

Hopefully with some time for us both to cool off, we'll be okay.

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Okay so it's been two days.

She hasn't worked with us.

I don't know if she just isn't volunteering or if she's with another fire house or if she's just ignoring me.

And it's annoying how much it bothers me that I don't know.

Even after this long ass shift I had, I just want to talk to her about it. To hear her laugh and get her to scrunch her nose in that way that drives me absolutely wild.

So I'm not going home.

Not tonight.

Fuck that.

I'm going to see her. To apologize for being an asshole.

Hopefully she forgives me.

Maybe she doesn't want to be anything more, but I have genuinely liked getting to know Wanda. I may have misjudged her before, but I don't want to push her away now.

And I (hopefully) know just the thing to fix that.

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Wandas POV

I haven't seen or heard from Alex in the last couple of days besides a text asking if I made it home okay.

I told her I did, but that was the extent of it. And she hasn't said anything since.

Good.

I still can't believe she tried to push me like that.

And now she can't even apologize?

At first I thought maybe she was just giving me space or herself space.

But at this point I'm not holding my breath.

And even at the sound of a movie night with the team, I'd rather lay in my bed watching some sitcoms.

I know it's a sucky attitude to have, but I'm allowed to feel however I want about this situation.

I kind of explained it to Natasha the next morning.

But no one else knows and they aren't going to.

I'll get out of this eventually.

I just need a few more days of sulking.

Then I'm over it.

I'm about three episodes in to The Dick Van Dyke Show when there's a knock at my door.

"Go away, I'm busy," I am.

"Come on Wanda, open up," it's Nat.

"I'm not going to the movie night."

"Fine. But just open the door. Please."

Ugh she's relentless. No point in trying to push her away. Whatever she wants, just get it over with.

So with a flick of my wrist, the door is open.

"Get up."

I groan, "noooo! I let you in because I thought you understood my need to mope."

"Why are you moping?"

I look over to her, "you know exactly why," I did just tell you I told her, right? Because I did.

"Yeah. You're upset about what Alex did and how you haven't heard from her?"

"Yeah. Great summary. Are we done now?"

"No." She sits on the bed, practically forcing me to sit up. "She's here."

"What?"

"She's here. Waiting outside the compound. Practically putting on a whole John Cusack moment from Say Anything."

Her face stays neutral. Hm. I don't think she's messing with me.

"She's really here?"

"Yes. And I suggest you go talk to her. She practically begged to talk to you."

Well.. she did drive here. Sounds like she won't go away either. I guess I could talk to her? Oo. But not in this outfit.

"Okay. I'll be down. I just need a few minutes."

"Going to change your outfit?"

"Maybe.." how does she keep doing that?

She laughs a little but gets up to walk out the door.

"Hope you work out whatever this is between you two."

"Thanks, Nat," I smile before watching her leave, closing the door once she does and quickly getting dressed.

I pause before opening the front door, my nerves deciding to attack me right now.

I don't know why.

"Are you okay, Wanda?" Nat again.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah. I'm good," and I take the opportunity to open the door, fully expecting to see her standing there.

She's not.

She's laying on the ground?

But sits up and turns to me at the sound of the door.

With that smile..

She quickly jumps up, walking over to me.

"Hey."

"Hi," I'm letting her do the talking.

"Um, here." She hands me flowers? "I uh, I didn't know if you liked flowers or what kind you'd like so I just went with what the lady suggested."

She's playing with the rings on her fingers that I think she normally wears, but can't really remember. I don't know if I've seen her do that before. Is she nervous?

"Thank you, they're beautiful." And they are.

"Um.. thanks for coming out to talk. I.. I am so sorry, Wanda." Those puppy dog eyes. "I never should have pushed you like that."

She starts to pace in front of me, hands dragging through her hair.

"I don't know why I did it. I have no excuse. I don't know what I was thinking. Well, I kind of do. But I crossed the line and I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I don't want you to just be some distraction." She stops pacing, turning to me and grabbing my hands before rambling on.

"I know I kind of hated you at the beginning and that was totally unfair. You are a genuinely good person that I was very glad to call a friend. And I.. I'm not the greatest at letting new people in. I really don't want to lose you."

The rambling, the puppy eyes, the fact that my hands are on fire from the contact with her hands.

"I.. forgive you."

"Really? Because I would totally understand if.."

"Alex. I forgive you. I know you are trying to process a lot right now. It was a heat of the moment kind of thing, which kind of seems to be our thing."

"Yes! I really didn't want you to feel like I was using you, that wasn't my intentions. I really did want to just grab a drink and have a fun night dancing and singing."

I can't help but smile. "I was having a lot of fun before that moment."

She matches my smile, "I was too! Ugh that's why I hate that I ruined everything. And then I was so worried about you making it home and I didn't know and then I didn't think you'd want to see me.."

The rambling is cute, even though she let go of my hands to keep talking.

I've noticed she uses her hands while she's talking a lot. Like all of the time.

Another thing that just brings a smile to my face.

"Alex. It's okay. We're good. I promise."

She stops talking and takes a deep breath.

"That's the best thing I've ever heard. I was so worried you wouldn't want to talk to me again. I didn't want to lose a friend."

Again with that word 'friend.' If that's really what she wants, fine. And it's probably for the best. But that doesn't mean I like it.

"You haven't and you won't. I'm here for you, like I said."

She grabs my hand again and intertwines her fingers with mine. I don't know what it's suppose to mean if anything. I just enjoy the moment.

"Thank you, Wanda. I'm glad we were able to get close, you're a pretty amazing person. And I promise nothing like that night will ever happen again."

Okay, but never? I don't know if I like never. I mean I wouldn't be opposed when she's a little more over Yelena..

I guess that's for future us to worry about. For now, we have this friendship.. and I can work with that.

"In fact, I think I still need to make it up to you."

"Oh? And how do you propose to do that?" I tease her a little bit.

"Why don't you come to the firehouse tomorrow? I can give you a tour, you can check out the truck? If you're not busy, of course. But I can give you a proper fire house 11 welcome. The one you didn't get the first time you stopped by?" She gives an apologetic smile.

How can I say no?

"I would really like that."

"Yes! Okay, this is going to be great. You can stop by whenever you want, just let me know."

"What if you're out on a call?"

"I'm working the later shift tomorrow, so any time before, I'm all yours."

And it's those eyes again.

I've seen them many different shades of emotions. The fierce blue to them always there, yet ever changing.

And right now I can see the true excitement and honesty.

I don't know if this girl could lie if she had to. Besides wearing her emotions on her sleeve (okay, most of the time. With me at least.), her eyes give her away.

And I love that.

"Okay, I'll try to stop by earlier, then, so we have plenty of time."

"Perfect, I can't wait," then she leans down and kisses my cheek, red becoming my new color.

Giving my hand one last squeeze, she lets go, turning toward her car.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Maximoff!" I wonder if she knows what she's doing when she says that?

But then I'm waving as she drives off.

Turning back to the door and entering with a smile, I join the team in the movie room.

I sit down next to Nat, stealing some of her popcorn.

She gives me a weird look that I ignore.

"So what are we watching?"