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“Sure, thank you.” Bucky looked up up from his work and accepted the tea. He must have been brooding without realizing it. To be truthful, he’d had more than enough on his mind that was making it difficult to get much of anything else done.

“What gave it away?” He nudged the other chair away from the table, offering it to her.

Wanda slid into the offered chair, her hands cupping her own mug of tea. “I’m a witch, remember?” she teased, though she would never actually go into her friends’ and teammates’ heads without permission. “But I also get the same look, and my brother always knew a cup of tea would mostly solve it for me.”

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There was no denying that they had grown close over the past few months. Maybe it was the time spent with each other, or the way they caught each other’s gaze across the board room, or it could have been how she fit so easily beside him on the couch.

The tension in the air was becoming unbearable, but if you asked him, the last straw was when she brushed her hands across his shoulder as she walked by. He’d turned to find her giving him this look, the one that told him that she knew what he was thinking.

The next thing he realized, he had her pressed against the glass, a sharp intake of breath at the cold. Wanda pulled him down to her, fingers in his hair while his own hands explored the small of her back.

Wanda couldn’t help herself, she was drawn towards touch. Maybe it was filling a void left by losing her parents so young, maybe because her magic ended up so personal, she wanted to deepen that connection with touch. Whatever it was, it had clearly intensified with Bucky and their connection.

She could feel it, too. The shift in the air, the tension about to snap. The look they shared felt like it shot right through her, like they finally had a solid hold on one another, more than the shared looks and arms and legs pressed up beside one another.

Her hands took a physical grip with her hand curled in his hair, a soft sigh escaping her as her back arched to give his hands access to whatever part of her he wanted to explore. Her lips pressed into his, savoring the feel of him pressed so close to her. “Bucky,” she whimpered, pressing her forehead against his.

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Clint thrashed again against their grip, both Wanda’s and the nurse’s.

“Get off of me!” It was all just so, overwhelming. There was pain in more places than he could count, he felt like he was burning alive from the inside out. Even the people who claimed to be the ones trying to help him weren’t recognizing as friends. Clint wasn’t even sure where he was or how he’d arrived there.

Wanda didn’t like to use her magic on her friends, especially not without asking her friends first. But she felt like dire consequences normally warranted it. “Clint, it’s me. It’s Wanda.” She used her magic to try and hold him down while she let her magic go into his head, only to gently try and bring forward the memories they had together to try and get him to calm down.

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@southern-belle-outcast

“Ya whiter’n me in the winter,” Rogue said with a vehement shake of her head. She grasped her by the arm, gloved hand closing firmly. “We’re gettin’ outta here. Ya look like ya gonna keel over!”

“Really, I’m--” But the surge of pain cut off of her own denial of it, bending at her waist. She swallowed hard, still trying to keep herself steady, even if they were retreating. She still wanted to be some help, rather than a hindrance to Rogue. “Fine. Leaving might get me out of range--ah fuck,-- out of range of whoever is doing this anyways.”

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Bucky wrapped both arms around her and held her tightly, kissing her back with the same kind of intensity. He could hear Sam’s silent mocking as he loaded gear into the vehicle. “Oh, I promise I’ll come back. Sam might not, but I will.” He answered, earning a sharp hey from Sam. He had never had to say goodbye to someone he cared so much for, or at least he never had the chance.

“You better come home, too. I mean it.” James worked to keep his tone as light as he could but there was no hiding the subtle anxiety in his voice.

Wanda giggled, shaking her head. “One day he is going to fly off and leave you stranded.” She squeezed him tightly before finally pulling herself away to take a step back, though her hand still held onto his. She lifted their entwined hands, pressing her lips against them. “But I would find you, at least.”

She smiled, doing her best to be reassuring, though she had the sense they were both dealing with the same worries. “Even without my magic, I was always pretty scrappy. So with it, coming back won’t be a problem. But you can always call me to check in.”

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“No you’re not.” Nat was finding it more and more difficult to keep Wanda awake, but sleep wasn’t an option at the moment. She adjusted her grip on Wanda while she waited for the elevator to get down to their level.

“Pull yourself together, woman.” She said, but it was impossible to say without laughing. “You will not fall asleep in this elevator.”

Wanda was leaning most of her weight into the spy. She was trying her hardest to gather some sort of strength to stand upright on her own, but the best she could do was put it towards keeping her eyes open. “Just a little bit,” she whined. A part of her brain knew she did need to stay awake, but overwhelmingly, she wanted to just shut her eyes. If only to fix the room feeling so unsteady and feeling like it was at a much sharper angle than she was standing at.

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@gearsandasphalt

The cabin for the most part was left unused, a gift from Tony a few years back to help the old solider get out of the city. But, as winter got closer Steve found himself there more often. Cutting firewood and prepping the small dwelling for the blizzards to come, one thing that had yet to change about New York. A storm was approaching that evening, he had plenty of food and supplies to last a few weeks, another gift from Tony if things got bad or if Bucky decided to stay a while.

Shuffling around the kitchen trying to decide what to eat he was surprised to see headlights in the distance, a small car coming down the drive. The phone on the wall hadn’t rang, nor the smaller one that Fury insisted he keep nearby. Just in case. An unannounced visitor was rare. Wiping his hands on the kitchen towel then moving toward the door Steve grabbed his jacket, the car parked close enough. Government plates and tinted windows all screamed SHIELD. Stepping onto the porch he was surprised to see the dark haired woman step out, a smile broke over his face in recognition. “Bit chilly isn’t it?”

Getting her inside to warm the snow was falling fast, no doubt they’d get over a foot in the next few hours. Steve was starting to doubt she’d be able to make it. The truck he brought could, but it didn’t seem worth risking the icy roads. “Can I get you something warm? Got coffee or tea. I’ll start on dinner soon” he slid his jacket and boots off leaving them by the front. A warm smile still adorned his face as the witch settled, “Looking like we might be stuck here a while. Storms here early,” walking past her toward the living room he glanced at the fire that provided most of the light for the room.

“You wanna tell me what made you want to drive this far out? Couldn’t have been just to say hello. Not that I don’t mind the company.”

Admittedly, most of the driving was handled by the SHIELD-issued car, but that didn’t stop her from being worried about the snow all along the way. But once Wanda got it in her head to do something, she was going to do it, and do it whole-heartedly. There was no going halfway and turning around or trying to push it off to another month that was less snowy. But, she didn’t really have a lot of experience driving in this intense of snow. The driving tests in Sokovia weren’t very intensive, and her and her brother rarely had left the city.

So, she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when she safely pulled the car up to the cabin. And her grin only widened when she saw Steve out there to greet her. She shrugged as she got out of the car, pulling her coat tighter around herself at the temperature change from inside the car to the snowy outside. “Only a bit.” She was just now realizing she maybe needed to upgrade her winter wardrobe, since she tended to consider aesthetics over utility when it came to sweaters and coats. “Some tea would be great. I’d only be jittery if I get coffee right now.” She had enough trouble sleeping as it was. She followed suit, shedding her jacket and shoes, padding along close behind him before settling herself down in front of the fire.

“I…” she glanced down, playing with a frayed edge on her sweater. “This time of year is hard, you know? And I was just feeling it…” She shrugged. “I did not really think through that I was going to get stuck I just…” A lot of the other Avengers had families they could preoccupy themselves with during the season, or she just wasn’t close to them like she was with Steve. “I just did not want to be so lonely, and hoped you would not mind the company.”

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@daywalkwithme​ asked: why is it that i can’t even manage to be cynical and jaded around you anymore?’

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“Oh, it is the mind control,” she said lightly, a rare instance of her joking about that particular ability. But it was also evidence of just how much he had gotten under her skin, just as she had done to him. “But really, I am not overly familiar with the concept, but I think it might have something to do with being happy.” She smiled at him, pressing her lips to his gently.