Summary: Wanda and Vision continue getting to know each other over lunch.
Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20601530/chapters/51244093
When Wanda returned to her apartment, it felt somehow empty. Of course, it had always felt more empty since Pietro’s death, but now it felt like there was something extra missing. She couldn’t put her finger on exactly what, just.. Something.
Wanda sighed, thinking a hot drink before bed might help, and headed for the kitchen. Her eyes almost immediately fell on the jug containing the flowers that Vision had Vision had given her. Suddenly, Wanda forgot all about the unknown missing something, and found a soft smile tugging at the corners of her sniffed the flowers, and her smile widened. She would need to pick up a proper vase sometime soon. Vision was the type of man who would probably buy his girlfriend flowers relatively regularly.. Not that she was his girlfriend, yet.
Wanda quickly texted Vision to let him know she was Home safe, then made her drink, taking it with her as she headed off to get ready for bed. She took the flowers too, setting them on her bedside table. It would be nice to see something beautiful when she woke up.
Vision smiled when he’d received Wanda’s message, as he’d been waiting for it. He had just enough time to text back a thank you, before Natasha called him.
“It’s a little late, isn’t it?” Vision asked when he answered the call.
“Sorry, couldn’t wait. How’d it go?”
“Well, I think. We had dinner and then came back home and watched a movie.”
“Ooh” Nat smirked, finishing the last of her large bowl of popcorn.
“Taking a girl home on the first date? Smooth, Vision.”
“It’s not like that!” Vision sputtered, his face turning bright red. “Viv was there. And even if she hadn’t been, I w-wouldn’t do that. I respect Wanda far too much. We want to take things slow.”
“Yeah, that’s understandable, I guess.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Did you kiss her?” Nat dumped the bowl in the kitchen sink.
“Like I said, we’re taking things slow” said Vision. “I kissed her on the cheek, that was enough for us.”
“I get it. You’ve always been a little shy around girls. You barely spoke to me for a month after Virginia introduced us..”
“I’m not shy” Vision bristled. “Taking it slow just feels like the best way forward for Wanda and I. It’s what works.”
“Okay. When are you seeing her again?”
“Tomorrow. We’re having lunch.”
“Wow..” Natasha sounded confused.
“Just.. Making a second date for the day after the first one doesn’t exactly sound like taking it slow..”
“It just fit our schedules” said Vision. “We both have Tomorrow off work. I’ll be busy at parties the rest of the week. Plus, Tomorrow is the only day I can be sure of an extra few child-free hours.”
“Fair enough. I want a full report on how it goes, okay?”
“Okay. I’ll call sometime Tomorrow, then.”
They said their goodbyes, and Vision sighed as he disconnected the call. The House still felt empty. Maybe a warm drink before bed would lift his spirits..
Wanda dreamed of Vision again that night. She dreamed of sweet kisses and soft touches, dreamed of strong but gentle hands. Of his dazzling blue eyes, gazing at her like she was something special, something precious..
She woke the next morning, her cheeks slightly flushed, and glanced at the flowers on her bedside table. Then Wanda saw her clock, and cursed. She’d overslept, and Vision was picking her up in an hour. She quickly jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom to shower.
Her dream had felt more real this time.. Maybe because Vision himself felt more real. Wanda had believed that someone as good and caring as Vision couldn’t possibly exist.. Now she was beginning to think that maybe he did.
Wanda’s hair was still slightly damp when Vision arrived to pick her up just over an hour later.
“Hello” Vision replied apologetically. “Sorry I’m a bit late, the traffic was a little heavier than I expected.”
“It’s alright, I was running a little behind schedule myself” Wanda smiled at him. She grabbed her bag with one hand, and Vision’s hand with the other. “Shall we go?”
“We shall” Vision smiled back.
Before long, they were sitting in the nice little Cafe that Vision had mentioned, sharing a pot of tea and chatting over plates of Eggs Benedict.
“This really is nice, Vizh” Wanda smiled, looking around. “Thank you for bringing me.”
“You’re welcome” Vision blushed. “I felt like I had to make up for our first date.”
“Hey, I liked our first date” Wanda lightly teased. “Although, it is nice to have the time alone to talk. So, you moved over here when you were..”
“Seventeen” Vision replied. “I did my Upper Sixth.. I mean, Senior Year here, and stayed on for College.”
“And you had Viv..” Wanda thought back to previous conversations, remembering a comment he’d made about changing diapers when his friends were having their first legal drinks, “At 21?”
“A few months before my 21st Birthday.”
“It was definitely a learning curve” Vision chuckled. “And even though I had quite a few people telling me I’d ruined my life, I couldn’t help loving Viv, and Vin, from the moment I knew they existed. After spending my whole life without a Family, finally having someone that was mine.. it was a big pull.”
“It must have been.”
“Of course..” He trailed off for a moment, “It did make losing Vin all that much harder..”
“I’m so sorry, Vizh..” Wanda’s heart ached for him. She couldn’t know how it felt to lose a child, but she did know what it was like to lose the person you loved most when you had no-one else.
“I.. It doesn’t really get easier, but I’ve made my peace with it. It wasn’t anything I did wrong, or Virginia.. Sometimes these things just happen. We were lucky to still have one healthy child. And besides, I..” Vision trailed off again.
“You might think I’m crazy..”
“I promise that I won’t.”
“Well.. Sometimes I get the feeling he is still around. Vin, I mean. I hear a little boy laughing out of nowhere, or see an extra shadow playing with Viv.. It’s silly..” He looked down.
“No, Vizh..” Wanda reached across the table, grabbing Vision’s hand. “It’s not silly at all. It’s kind of.. frumoasa.”
“Frumoasa..” Vision repeated, breath catching slightly. Wanda’s accent thickened when she spoke in her own language, and it was just about the sexiest thing Vision had ever experienced. “W-What does that mean?”
“Beautiful” Wanda translated. “It means beautiful.”
“Beautiful..” Vision filed the information away in his memory for later use.
“Mmhm.. It’s nice to think that the people we’ve lost are still with us in some way. I like to think that my brother.. It’s just nice” Wanda smiled softly. “Not crazy at all.”
Vision smiled back, slowly bringing their joined hands to his lips and kissing Wanda’s fingers.