Summers' Purpose

Chapter 28 (part 1)

Y/n took a deep breath, wishing she was almost anywhere else but here at this moment. "I guess. You're telling me when you're around Wanda, it feels, delightful?"

Vision looked at her, not knowing how to answer. He doesn't know why this conversation makes him feel this way.

"Well, you can hang out with her if you want. Especially if she finds your company delightful too. I can't really speak for her though, can I? If she feels the same, then I don't see the problem," Y/n said, not wanting to reply directly though she knows exactly what he meant. It hurt a little too much to deal with this right now.

Why are you saying yes when you don't mean it? It doesn't feel good, so why are you saying it's okay for him to approach her, dumbass? Y/n swallowed hard, wondering if she'd regret this.

"Great! I was asking, just in case. You could tell me if there's anything," Vision suggested half-heartedly.

"Nah. I'm not even sure if she sees me that way, to be honest," Y/n faked a laugh.

That's why.

Vision, not even realizing what Y/n meant by her reply, happily thanked Y/n before disappearing through the wall with a big smile.

At least one of us found something to be happy about. You're silly to think that'd be you. She deserves better, Y/n. You know that.

Y/n frowned at her own thoughts, shaking her head to will them away. She tried her best to control her powers as she rearranged the boxes back into place, leaving the room feeling heavier than before.

.

Though that night was considered a good night for them, seeing that they could relax for a bit and watch a movie together in the living room, it didn't feel that way for Y/n.

She sat alone on an armchair at the back, watching as Vision plopped down next to Wanda. They chatted for a while before he attempted an age-old trick. He faked a yawn before placing his arm over Wanda's shoulder. Y/n rolled her eyes at his attempt. Really?! Can he even yawn for real? She waited for Wanda's response. She wasn't leaning in, but she also wasn't leaning away. Y/n crossed her arms on her chest, trying hard to concentrate at the movie at that point.

Natasha walked over, offering Y/n a shot of whiskey. Y/n glanced up at her, a questioning look in her eyes. "Want some? It's not always that we get a night to relax like this, knock on wood," she said, shaking the glass in Y/n's face. Y/n took the glass, downing the liquid with a grimace. Natasha decided to bring Y/n to one of the sofas as well. "Come on, the view's crap over here. Let's sit over there."

Y/n wordlessly followed her, sitting cross-legged on the sofa. Natasha sat next to her, legs folded while she draped her arm on the sofa back behind Y/n, leaning back against the sofa arm to relax. Wanda watched how comfortable the two seemed around each other. If she had the courage to, she'd sit right next to Y/n as well. Maybe even in between them, perhaps, for good measure. She corrected her posture, shocked to find herself accidentally leaning into Vision, whose left arm was also draped around her shoulders, albeit still on the sofa back. He smiled back nervously at her.

Wanda looked back at Y/n, seeing that she was already glancing at them before looking back at the movie. She moved away from Vision, smiling politely at him before pulling her legs to her chest. Vision understood, moving his arm back to his side. Wanda watched as Y/n got up, grabbing the bottle of whiskey that Natasha placed on the table.

"I think I watched this already. I'm just gonna go play pool or something," Y/n said as she left, keeping her eyes away from Wanda while Wanda's eyes were glued to her the whole time. Steve and Vision glanced at each other, shrugging. Wanda thought about following Y/n when she looked at Natasha, who seemed like she was contemplating something. She sighed heavily, glancing quickly at Wanda before getting up.