As soon as I got back from the hospital I knew that I had to come up with something, I wanted to surprise Y/N.

There weren't many things I was great at, but fortunately one of the few was cooking, and it sounded perfect to me.

One thing I wasn't sure about was what to cook, because I didn't really know what Y/N liked. I obviously wanted to make something she would love, but I just couldn't figure it out.

Was I being a bit of a kiss-ass with this? Maybe.

Did I care? Absolutely not.

If someone cooked my favorite meal for me, I'd probably cherish and love them forever.

Now, I didn't expect those exact things to happen, but one can hope.

Just when I was about to give up on trying to figure out what she could like, I remember something and mentally slapped myself for not thinking of that sooner.

I picked up my phone and called the one person I knew could help me.

"Where have you gone? Y/N said you left."

"Well Jules, I left to get her something to eat."

"Oh, so it went even better than I expected?"

"It sure did." I hesitated before making my intentions known to her. "Listen, Jules. I wanted to...you know, cook for her. I thought it could be another gesture to show her I care about her more than she can imagine."

"Kiss-ass."

"Knew it. But please, help me out! I have no clue of what I should make and it's frustrating at this point."

"Let me ask Morgan."

"You don't know your best friend's favorite food?! Are you kidding me?!"

"What? Morgan knows her better."

"Ugh, pass the phone to them."

"Hello CEO Wanda Maximoff! I heard you've met journalist Y/N Y/L/N's mom! How was it?"

"Morgan, shut up or your girlfriend pays for this." I warned and heard Jules in the background complain.

"Don't worry babe, she's just kidding."

"Am I?"

"You're scaring me. And don't you dare fire my girlfriend, I'm Tony Stark's kid."

"Whatever. Now be useful, what's Y/N's favorite food?"

"First of all, ouch. Y/N's favorite food is pizza."

"Are you for real right now? Does this mean I almost went insane for nothing?!"

"What else did you expect? It's Y/N."

"I gotta teach her some things. Anyways, thank you, Morgan, you were helpful. Tell Jules I said bye."

"Bye Mrs. Maximoff!"

"Shut up."

I hung up the phone and started getting all the ingredients out, starting with flour and ending with chocolate.

I decided to also make her a cake since I was scared that the pizza alone wouldn't be enough. And this time, instead of driving myself insane, I just decided to bake the first cake that came up in my head. If Y/N's favorite food was pizza, then she probably liked simple things.

I really had to take her to some of my favorite restaurants.

While I was preparing everything I remembered that I still hadn't done one thing: tell Natasha that Y/N forgave.

She was probably going to kill me if they knew they weren't the first person I told.

She didn't even know about the accident.

After the pizza dough was ready and set aside to rest, I washed my hands and picked up my phone again, this time looking for a different contact.

"Wands!"

"Nat, hi!"

"You're clearly on speaker, what are you doing that brings you to be incapable of using your hands? Oh my, are you hav-"

"First off, why would I call you if I were? And no, shut up. I'm cooking."

"Sorry. You haven't cooked in a while, what's the occasion?"

"Well...it's Y/N."

"Hold up. Y/N as in Y/N as in Y/N the one who made you a big softie?"

"I hate it when you use those words. But yes, it's for Y/N. We talked."

"Fucking finally! I'm proud of you for getting your shit together, that's the way to go. Tell me everything about it."

"I will, just don't interrupt me, okay?"

"Will be hard but sure, go on."

"Jules, one of Y/N's best friends called and told me that Y/N was involved in a car accident with Ari, another one of my journalists. Ari and Y/N went on a date, that's why they were together. I may or may not have snapped at Ari because she was the one driving the car, not my finest moment, I know. Anyways, I saw Y/N after she woke up and we talked it out, she said she forgives me but she needs time which is totally understandable considering the way I acted. We talked for so long and then I met her mom. She just stormed into the room and it happened." I let out in one breath.

"And I didn't know any of that?! You bitch! How dare you?"

"Listen, it happened all at once and so fast that I didn't even think about it."

"Apology not accepted."

"I never said I was sorry."

"I hate you."

"Same. This was everything you needed to know, happy?"

"Happy but offended."

"I can't with you."

"I know. I'll let you get back to cooking, I'll scold you nicely next time we see each other. Bye Wands!"

"Bye Nat!"

I put my phone away and started on the cake while the dough was resting, I knew the recipe by heart so it didn't take me much time to make the batter.

It's my mom's recipe, she used to make it for Pietro and I for our birthday, I learned it when we were "too old for her to bake a cake" so that we could still have it since it was very good, I just hoped Y/N would like it as much as I did.