[Wanda hums thoughtfully and presses another tender kiss to the rune. It's certainly not the only element making him what he is, but it must be a major piece. She's grateful beyond measure for each and every one of them, for everything that makes his soul the perfect match to hers. He's strange, but she's strange too.
Their days fall into a rhythm of slowly discovering each other, of shared magics and gentle kisses. Even Wanda's nightmares leave her alone when she sleeps at Vision's side. She's happy for the first time in months and this time it actually sticks.
So the morning of Valentine's Day, she rises early, tenderly tucking Vision back in and quietly slipping into the kitchen. She could conjure an entire table of treats (and she still will), but she wants to actually put in the effort of baking something for him. This is the only time she can do it secretly.
She gets the little tarts (filled with strawberry-rose jam, a combination Vision's never had before) into the oven and starts on the frosting, hoping desperately that she can finish before Vision rises for the day.
Unfortunately, she forgot to shut the door all the way and a certain fuzzy someone has hopped on the bed. The witch is awake, so it's time for kitties to play.]
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Their days fall into a rhythm of slowly discovering each other, of shared magics and gentle kisses. Even Wanda's nightmares leave her alone when she sleeps at Vision's side. She's happy for the first time in months and this time it actually sticks.
So the morning of Valentine's Day, she rises early, tenderly tucking Vision back in and quietly slipping into the kitchen. She could conjure an entire table of treats (and she still will), but she wants to actually put in the effort of baking something for him. This is the only time she can do it secretly.
She gets the little tarts (filled with strawberry-rose jam, a combination Vision's never had before) into the oven and starts on the frosting, hoping desperately that she can finish before Vision rises for the day.
Unfortunately, she forgot to shut the door all the way and a certain fuzzy someone has hopped on the bed. The witch is awake, so it's time for kitties to play.]