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thinking1bee · 29 days

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Get Back to Her

Requested by Anonymous

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Tags: Spidey!Reader, Angst, Fluff, Established Relationship, Graphic Depictions of Injuries, Blood, Violence, Explicit Language, Softness, Kisses, Near Death Experience

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Labored breaths sawed through gritted teeth, and your jaw was clenched in pain. You were still confused as to how you got here, how a simple robbery devolved into you getting caught by Kraven. Peter warned you of him, and of his agenda to create the perfect hunt by hunting down heroes and villains alike. Since you shared the same powers as Peter, you would be a prime target. You were trying to be so careful and to check your surroundings, but you still got caught. You found yourself utterly surrounded by Kraven’s reinforcements, and you fought tooth and nail to get away. While you did escape, unfortunately, you weren’t able to leave unscathed.

Your body hurt. It hurt so much. It hurt just to be swinging, which you were doing wildly as Kraven’s hunters chased you through the streets of New York.

Bruises, welts, and gashes of every kind littered your body. Stab wounds and gunshots had you whimpering as blood soaked your spidey suit. You could barely breathe, your chest shaking as bone rattling coughs made you spit out some blood into your mask. From behind, you could hear your assailants gaining ground. You heard their yelling, and you felt your spider senses tingle aggressively. You webbed a line to a building, and using the momentum, shot yourself around the corner to make a hard left. You just heard the bullet bury itself into the passing concrete instead of your body. The next web you created was used to propel you forward, your body twisting on instinct, and while you were suspended in the air, you flipped yourself upside down to face the hunters that were pursuing you. You folded your two middle fingers against your palms and shot thick globs of web fluid. When it hit, the shot exploded on impact to web multiple enemies at once. They screamed before they fell from their airborne vehicles. Another hunter was preparing to shoot you, so you webbed the gun from his hand before you lassoed the weapon back at him. You could hear the crunch of metal against cartilage as your attack launched him backwards off his vehicle as well. That took care of the guys that were closest to you, but you could see more just several hundred feet behind gaining more ground.

You shot out another web to catch yourself, and after orienting back upright, made another hard turn to get out of their immediate line of sight. You could see the Avenger’s Tower ahead, and you felt some hope trickle into you. You had to make it home. You couldn’t die like this. Wanda was waiting for you. Just a few hours ago, she stopped you and told you to come back to her safely. Then, she rolled up your mask just enough to give you a tender kiss on the lips before she rolled it down and smoothed it back in place. It was the cutest thing that you’d ever witnessed, and you needed to go home to her. You promised. You couldn't break that promise.

The compound drew closer and closer, the wind whipping through you uncontrollably. The pain you felt increased in tangent with the amount of blood you were losing. Already, you could feel darkness prickling against the edges of your vision. As you got closer, you could actually see Wanda making herself a cup of tea as she wore one of your shirts and her sweatpants. She was right there. Right there. You were so focused on escaping and getting to your girlfriend, that you didn’t hear the cock of another rifle. You couldn’t focus on your spider senses, your panic driving you on, as you launched yourself forward. You heard the loud crack of a gunshot just milliseconds before blood exploded from your upper chest. A strangled scream tore from you, and you lost the grip on your web. You went limp, but that didn’t stop your body from flying ahead and crashing into one of the glass windows. Distantly, you heard and felt the glass shatter, a few shards cutting into you and imbedding themselves into your body like the bullets did. There was another explosion of agony in your body, one that made the world around you flicker, before you crashed into the floor. Wanda yelped, the tea in her hands slipping from her grip to shatter on the ground. Steaming, hot fluid spread on the wood floors, but it was abandoned as you skidded to a stop. Several streaks of blood followed your body. Red painted the floors from the moment you crashed through the window and until the moment you stopped. Now, it was pooling beneath you, ominously dark under your body. You were deathly still saved for the agonized breaths and wet coughs that left you. You heard footsteps sprinting towards you before someone dropped to their knees. As gently as ever, your mask was removed from you, and you were greeted with the blurry sight of your girlfriend. Her green eyes, eyes that you loved very much, were wide with panic. Russian curses fell from her lips in rapid succession as her hands flurried over you.

“Y/n? Y/n!” she called out to you, her hand cupping your cheek. You couldn’t feel it. You gave her a weak smile, your teeth shiny and tinted red with your own blood.

“Have I ever told you how much I love your accent?” you choked out deliriously. You coughed again, some droplets of blood staining your chapped lips before a dribble of it ran down your chin.

She was shaking her head, her eyes filling with tears. “What happened?”

You didn’t get the chance to answer. From behind, the hunters jumped onto the balcony, and sprinted towards the compound with their weapons drawn. The one that shot you was at the forefront of the group, and he had his rifle pointed at Wanda. You had just enough strength to save her, and you looked into your girlfriend’s shiny, green eyes.

“I love you, Wands. And I’m sorry.”

Her eyes were widening at your words, but you were already moving as you drew on the last of your strength. You grabbed her by her shoulders, flipped her around in one smooth movement, and pressed her against the floor right as the hunter fired. You felt another explosion of pain in your body, and everything suddenly went dark as you collapsed.

***

Indiscernible and fractured scenes came to you as you floated in and out of consciousness. You heard Wanda’s screams. You heard more voices, some of them familiar. There were more sounds of fighting and struggling. There was a flash of red light. You swore that you saw a body being flung around. Shivers of ice coldness ate at your body, every breath you breathed more labored and sluggish than the last. Then, you felt pressure on your body. There were more flashes of light, but this time, from the ceiling as you were rushed down a hallway. When you turned your head to the side, you saw Wanda. She was covered in a little blood, but more than that, she was crying. Her lips were moving, her hand wrapped around yours. You could only hear hellish echoes of her voice, but you swore that she was telling you to hold on. How could you tell her that you were trying when your lips wouldn’t move, wouldn’t cooperate? You tried to squeeze her hand to let her know that you were still here, that you wouldn’t go anywhere, but you couldn’t feel that either. All you could do was succumb to the darkness once more as an oxygen mask was placed over your mouth. When you woke up again, the sounds of conundrum incased you. You were surrounded by Dr. Cho, Bruce, and Stephen. Dr. Cho had her hands overlapping each other and pressing rhythmically against your chest.

“We’re losing them!” you barely managed to hear.

Bruce had pads in his hands. He rubbed them together and you heard something power on, the deep whine of energy gathering somewhere beside you. Dr. Cho pulled away from you right when he yelled clear. Something cold touched your bare chest right as you lost consciousness again. You awoke. It could have been seconds, minutes, or days later. Your eyes flew wide open, and a gasp of air filled your lungs as your back arched. Immediately, a scream of pain shredded your throat as awareness slammed into you with the force of a speeding train.

“Y/n! Y/n!”

This time you heard her. Your panicked gaze turned to Wanda, who was crying hard and cupping your cheek with one hand.

“You’re okay,” she soothed tenderly. “You’re okay. You’re going to be okay.”

More agonized breaths sawed in and out of you as your vision blurred. You squeezed your eyes shut when another wave of pain drowned you alive, and you felt your tears spill down your cheeks. People were moving behind Wanda frantically and they were all covered in your blood as they rushed to stabilize you.

“Wanda, I’m dying,” you whimpered as you tried to open your eyes and look at her. Your entire body burned sickeningly. Sharp bouts of stabbing and searing pain lit your nerves on fire, and you couldn’t keep still as you writhed. “It feels like I’m dying.”

“You’re not dying,” she reassured you. “Let me do it, Stephen.”

He turned to look at you, his gaze full of sympathy before he gave her a single nod. Immediately, red magic blossomed to life around her fingertips. Those fingers then reached to your other cheek to cup it in warmth.

“Go to sleep, detka,” she murmured, her accent weaving around the words that you were compelled to obey.

Wanda watched as her magic washed over you, the red seeping into your skin before it manifested in your eyes. Red met red, her eyes meeting yours as magic emanated in both, and your breathing slowed. The pain was easing away from you, whether done so by Wanda or the morphine that was being injected into your IV, but your body slumped back in the bed and went slack.

“Don’t let me die, Wands,” you whispered, your eyes fluttering as they began to shut. “Please.”

“I’ll be right here, baby.”

It was all you heard before everything faded into nothing.

***

A kiss on your cheek and the rhythmic beeps of a machine next to you was what coaxed you awake. You took a deep breath, your head throbbing as your eyes fluttered. Already, the lighting in the room was dimmed, so when you forced your eyes open, all you had to do was blink away the blurriness. Wanda came into focus slowly, and you saw the dried tear tracks on her cheeks. Her eyes were horribly red, but not from her magic. She sniffled before she slightly leaned over you.

“Y/n?”

You gave her a groggy smile. “Hey there, baby girl,” you croaked.

Wanda smiled at the pet name, and this time, when she gently kissed you, she did so on your lips. It was wet from her tears, but you savored it all the same.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered when she pulled away, but she shook her head.

“Why are you sorry?”

“I promised that I would be safe and come back to you. I fucked up.”

She was already shaking her head, her hand cupping your cheek again. “You came back, and then you took a bullet for me, babe. I almost lost you.”

The moment she said it, you had a broken flash of memory flit through you where you heard Dr. Cho yell that they were losing you.

“I died, didn’t I?” you whispered, and all Wanda could do was nod before she broke, more sobs spilling from her. She mumbled something in Russian to herself, but then spoke to you.

“I was so fucking scared, Y/n. So goddamn scared. I really thought that I was going to lose you.”

Despite the pain it caused you, you gently leaned up, careful of the wires and needles attached to your arms, and pulled Wanda in for a hug. You remembered begging her to not let you die, and you shook your head at yourself. The words had been out of your mouth before you could think of them, not that you could. Your biggest fear, in that moment, was leaving her behind when you wanted to build a future with her. Wanda was your forever and ever. You buried your nose into her hair and inhaled. It smelled like her shampoo, and you let the scent fill you before you pulled back and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“You’re not going to lose me, Wanda, not when there isn’t a force that can keep me from you. I am so in love with you.”

She pressed a kiss to the underside of your jaw. “I love you too, malysh. In every life and the next.”

Wanda laced her fingers through yours and held you close. From down the hall, you heard voices approach, and you looked at her with bewildered eyes.

“You had to know that the team was going to want to see you,” she said with a smile.

You chuckled and kissed the back of her hand. “Of course, of course.”

You wanted nothing more than to be surrounded by your family.

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