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Involuntary Skydiving (Wanda Maximoff/ Reader)
Hello everyone!
I don't have much to say other than you can breathe a sigh of relief because there is no angst in this fic. :) I would like to dedicate this one-shot to my bestie @mionemymind who came up with this idea once during one of our conversations and requested it. I hope it's everything you hoped for bestie! And to everyone else, I sincerely hope you all enjoy!
Summary: The team doesn't know much about your abilities. Well, everyone except your girlfriend, Wanda.
The team was exhausted, the quinjet was in tatters, but everyone was safe and without a single scratch on them. As a matter of fact, everyone seemed to be in good spirts as they as chatted casually on the flight back to the compound. Even Steve, who was fairly reserved for the most part after missions was laughing at a joke Sam made.
Burst of laughter steadily came and went on flight back as everyone decompressed and unwound from the usual stress that came with being an Avenger.
“Alright, Team. We’re about 30 minutes out. Stay away from the back, don’t want any of you falling out without your chutes.” Steve called from the pilot seat before turning back to his conversation with Sam and Natasha, who was leaning against the back of Steve’s chair. Tony and Bruce were in their own conversation. Meanwhile you and Wanda were quietly huddled together towards the back of the jet. As inseparable as ever.
The atmosphere was light and easy for the majority of the trip back to the compound, the volume steady until the pitch shifted ever so slightly. A shift so minuscule that it would have gone undetected by even the most trained ears.
The only one who seemed to notice the slight shift in atmosphere was Natasha as she looked over her shoulder to see Wanda stand, her expression clearly displeased as you followed her up with a small smile on your lips. She was annoyed and you were teasing her. That was clear to see. It didn’t take years of practice as a trained assassin to figure that out.
You both wore your emotions clearly. Too clearly in Natasha’s opinion. She could read you both like a book.
Wanda feigning annoyance while you watched her in amusement wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. In fact, it was a fairly regular occurrence. Natasha had to admit though, it was intriguing to see your dynamics play out before her since you both tended to keep to yourselves most of the time. As the two newest members you were both still enigmas to everyone else.
You especially since you were linked to Wanda’s past but removed from the events in Sokovia. Fury brought you onto the team after the event.
This meant that most interactions the team did get to see from usually fascinated them.
Maybe a big factor of the fascination was founded in the shroud of mystery you were so comfortable in. Each interaction presented itself like pieces of a puzzle that none of them were ever capable of piecing together.
You were such a mystery that the team wasn’t even entirely aware of your abilities. Fury just told them that the information was on a need-to-know basis, and they didn’t need to know. And you certainly weren’t sharing considering how timid you had been since joining the most intimidating team in the world. Most of the time you were either training alone or attached to Wanda's side. There was never a right moment for them to ask.
After a few minutes of silence from Natasha, Steve and Sam’s interest was also drawn as they all quietly watched you seemingly attempted to appease Wanda from something. There was a half-smile on your lips as you placed your hands on her hips and pulled her closer. Steve put the jet on autopilot as they all watched Wanda gesture dramatically towards the front of the quinjet with her hands, her words low but seemingly serious. You stared at her in silence for a moment before emitting an extremely boisterous laugh. Wanda’s face pinched in annoyance, but your laughter didn’t falter in the slightest. Everyone watched with rapt attention, yet both you and Wanda remained oblivious to your audience.
The same audience that watched in horror as red whisps wrapped around Wanda’s fingers before floating over to you and forcing you out of the gaping hole in the back of the quinjet. As soon as you were stuck in a free fall, Wanda took a seat with a look of smug satisfaction.
Steve scrambled to his feet, rushing to the back of the jet as if he didn’t believe his eyes. Much to his horror, when he looked out, he saw you falling steadily further and further down. “Wh-Wanda!” He sputtered in a fear-stricken shout. “Sam!”
Sam nodded through thinly veiled panic, “Already on it!” He leapt out the back of the quinjet as Natasha was hastily putting on one of the parachutes.
Steve marched over to Wanda hoping for a reasonable explanation to what he had just seen. “Wanda! Why?” He shouted. “Can she fly?” That would have been the only logical explanation.
Wanda picked absently at a piece of lint on her jacket. “Nope.” She replied, popping her lips on the p.
After seeing what happened, Tony pressed a button on his watch, the infamous Iron-Man suit making an appearance as he looked wearily out the back to see if Sam had caught you before impact. “What the hell, Maximoff? Why would you do that?” He hissed.
Again, Wanda indifferently picked at her clothes. “She annoyed me.”
“So, your first thought was to throw her out of a plane without a parachute?” Natasha shouted as she finished strapping the parachute to her body, ready to go help Sam in whatever way she could.
Natasha was completely baffled; she never would have pegged Wanda to be so heartless. None of them would have.
“Kid, if I pushed every person that annoyed me out of a plane, I’d be in prison. PRISON.” Tony bit out angrily.
Steve continued the thought. “I thought Y/n was your girlfriend, why would you want to hurt her?” He demanded. “Maybe even worse if Sam couldn’t get to her in time!”
Before Wanda could utter a word, Sam flew back into sight, carrying you back into the jet. Everyone watched in confusion as you leapt out of his arms, laughing all the while.
“All that because you were jealous?” You asked, pushing a hand through your hair as you made your way back over to her.
“I wasn’t jealous.” Wanda replied immediately, her arms crossing in annoyance.
Amusement filled your eyes as you got closer to her. "That was uncalled for." You added, simply.
"That was uncalled for." Wanda mocked under her breath.
As a retort was forming on your lips, you noticed the tense atmosphere in the quinjet which caused your laughter to taper off as you looked around nervously. The attention of the entire team on you made you shrink back slightly. Wanda’s arms uncrossed as she watched you with concern. She knew you weren’t fond of attention, and she felt faintly guilty that she created a situation where the attention was all on you.
Your eyes brushed over to Natasha who was staring back at you with eyes that were wide with concern, over to Tony whose jaw was clenched so tightly you thought his teeth might chip under the force and finally over to Steve whose brows were furrowed in a serious expression.
“W-why is everyone staring at me?” You stuttered nervously. Your expression filled with confusion.
Sam was the one who finally broke the silence, disbelief painted clearly on his features. “Are you serious right now?” He demanded.
“Y/n. Wanda just pushed you out of the quinjet at an elevation of 38,000 feet in the air without a parachute.” Steve said seriously, his tone sharp.
You squinted your eyes slightly. “And?” you questioned, Wanda huffed a quiet laugh, but immediately covered her mouth when she realized it wasn’t the time or place. The sound of her laughter, no matter how short made the tension melt away from your body as you collected yourself and stood up a bit straighter. A small smile now on your lips.
The team all shared confused glances. “How are you being so casual about this?” Natasha questioned as she unhooked one of the straps to her parachute.
“Do you have a death wish or something?” Tony demanded, pressing his wrist again so the suit retracted. “Is this some kind of sick thrill you and witchy need for the bedroom?”
Your jaw clenched slightly at the dismissive nickname Tony labeled on Wanda. “Watch it, Stark.” You hissed. In response the man just raised his hands in surrender. “Did… Did Fury not tell you?” You finally mumbled when the mixed looks of confusion and concern didn’t fade from the team.
“All Fury told us was that any information regarding you was on a need-to-know basis.” Steve replied.
When the confusion didn’t fade from your expression, Wanda leaned forward in her seat. “They think I wanted to hurt you, moya lyubov.” She explained.
You melted at the term of endearment and almost forgot there were other people with you until Sam coughed pointedly. “Oh. Wanda would never hurt me.” The woman smiled at you in silent agreement and again, you almost lost your focus until Tony began tapping his foot impatiently. “Wanda couldn’t hurt me even if she wanted to. None of you could.” You added smugly, proudly wearing a smirk.
“Alright, hot stuff.” Natasha interjected. “We’re going to need more details than that. Some elaboration for why you didn’t mind going on an involuntary skydive.”
You smirked in amusement at her choice of words. “Hot stuff you say, Romanoff?” You teased, a flirtatious tone lacing your words. Natasha rolled her eyes.
“Y/n.” Wanda warned sharply.
You raised your hands to feign innocence before continuing. “Right. I’m… how would you say it, love?” you turned towards Wanda for assistance.
She stood up and made her way over to you, her hand resting comfortably on the exposed skin of your arm, a possessive stance. The cold rings on her fingers sent a small shiver down your spine. “Long story short, she’s basically indestructible.”
Bruce finally chimed in, the logical part of him making an effort to understand your powers. “How is that?”
You turned your head slightly to face him and raised an eyebrow in challenge. “I don’t know. Kind of came with the various serums Hydra injected into me against my will.”
“So, you’re basically immortal?” Sam questioned.
“Well... no. I age... And I can die.” Wanda’s grip tightened around your arm in fear, and you quickly rushed forward. “It's just more difficult. My body adapts to attacks though. If I had made impact with the ground, I would have been okay. It just would have been annoying getting back to New York.” You added with a pointed stare.
Wanda merely kissed your cheek in response. “So, when Wanda pushed you out of the jet…” Natasha began.
“I knew she would be okay. Maybe just a little inconvenienced.” Wanda replied with a smile. “I love her too much to cause any real damage.” You flushed at her words.
"I love you too." You mumbled shyly.
The team practically all shook their heads in unison. “Well… Just don’t do it again.” Steve grumbled as he made his way back over to the pilot’s chair.
“We’re going to have to test this out.” Sam said excitedly. Tony rolled his eyes and turned away.
“What did Y/n do to make you throw her out the jet though?” Tony questioned curiously.
Wanda squinted her eyes as your gaze shifted to Natasha and quickly back to Wanda. “She got jealous.” You eventually settled on.
“I wasn’t jealous.”
Sam and Natasha watched in amusement as you both continued to bicker. “Yes, you were.”
“No. I wasn’t.” Wanda hissed, her eyes beginning to glow.
Your eyes widened slightly as you created a safe distance between you both. “O-okay. You weren’t.” Natasha and Sam laughed a final time before leaving you and Wanda to continue your conversation in private.
And just like that everyone settled back into their conversations.
The situation was never really brought up again until months later, on the way to a mission. That was the day that the team quickly learned that there were limits to testing your abilities. Limits to testing Wanda’s love for you. They kind of went hand-in-hand it seemed.
You had been having a discussion with Tony regarding who knows what when suddenly Tony tapped his watch, the Iron-Man suit wrapping around his hand as he blasted you out of the back of the quinjet.
When he turned to meet the wide eyes of the rest of the team, he was laughing. “You know, Maximoff, you’re right. That is kind of therapeutic.”
Wanda’s eyes glowed red as she leapt out of the quinjet without a word. “You’re in trouble.” Natasha mumbled under her breath as she watched the smile immediately fall from Tony’s face.
A moment later, Wanda floated back into the jet with you wrapped safely in her red energy. The team watched as she slowly lowered her hand, as if she was taking every precaution to be gentle with you.
Tony gulped when she spun around to face him, her eyes ablaze. “No one and I mean no one will ever lay a hand on Y/n, but me.” The red whisps around her hands floated over to Tony and roughly pushed him back into the wall of the jet. “Next time I won’t be so forgiving.”
The red glow in her eyes faded as she turned and pulled you into her arms tightly, protectively. “Are you okay?” She mumbled into your neck.
You chuckled and stroked her back soothingly. “I’m fine, my love.” You looked over your shoulder to meet Tony’s eyes. “Though throwing me out of the jet because I said I thought Steve could win in a fight against you was uncalled for.”
In response Tony rolled his eyes and Steve let out a boisterous laugh from his place in the pilot’s seat. “Good call, kid.” He called out.
“Good call, kid.” Tony mocked under his breath before taking a seat off to the side.
Wanda’s arms tightened around you as she looked out at the rest of the team. “I mean it. No one touches her except me.”
Sam whistled lowly. “No more involuntary skydives, got it.”
Wanda turned her head back into your neck to hide her smile and you laughed at the phrasing. “From now on I’d like to skydive on a volunteer basis only.” You mumbled quietly which made the whole team laugh in response.
And that's all folks! Just some light hearted humorous look into an indestructible reader. With some light fluff thrown in for good measure. Hope this made up for "Good For You" haha.
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