[They have been close in the past, but this is different, like the night they'd both accidentally fallen asleep on her chaise. Choice rather than fate. Wanda leans shamelessly into his touch, eyes sliding shut in bliss as her free hand comes up to rest on Loki's. This is what she wanted, the culmination of the unspoken something their growing trust and affection has blossomed into.
It feels like her heart might hammer out of her chest, but this sudden intimacy has given her courage. Wanda opens her eyes to look up into his, taking a small step closer. Her gaze is utterly lovestruck. She feels so exposed now, but as usual, there's an odd kind of safety in her vulnerability with him.]
I trust your heart. [Slowly Wanda turns her head to press a kiss to Loki's palm.] I love you.
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[They have been close in the past, but this is different, like the night they'd both accidentally fallen asleep on her chaise. Choice rather than fate. Wanda leans shamelessly into his touch, eyes sliding shut in bliss as her free hand comes up to rest on Loki's. This is what she wanted, the culmination of the unspoken something their growing trust and affection has blossomed into.
It feels like her heart might hammer out of her chest, but this sudden intimacy has given her courage. Wanda opens her eyes to look up into his, taking a small step closer. Her gaze is utterly lovestruck. She feels so exposed now, but as usual, there's an odd kind of safety in her vulnerability with him.]
I trust your heart. [Slowly Wanda turns her head to press a kiss to Loki's palm.] I love you.
[Folly, perhaps, but the folly she's chosen. ]