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･☆: *.☽ .* :☆
I love you. You read over the sticky note stuck right in the middle of the mirror, smiling to yourself when you see the little red heart at the bottom of the note.
Even though she’s already probably thousands of miles away on yet another mission Wanda still somehow manages to make you smile.
She’d left late last night way after you’d fallen asleep so you assume she must have done this before she left. The small act of kindness makes you feel all giddy inside. You take another moment to admire her handwriting before getting on with your morning routine.
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I am so proud of you. You find another sticky note stuck to your water bottle in the fridge and you feel your eyes sting a little. Wanda regularly reminds you of just how proud of you she is and you can almost hear her say it as you read over the words again.
You take the note from the bottle and hold it close to your chest as you grab your bottle and close the fridge. You have a pep in your step on the way to the compound gym, feeling better about having an intense training session with Steve this morning.
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You make me the happiest I've ever been. Your fingers brush along the beautiful cursive on yet another sticky note, this one hidden away in the book you kept on your bedside. You laugh to yourself muttering, "how many of these did you hide?"
You remove the note from its place, moving it to the other page so you can continue your reading while simultaneously thinking of other places to look for more sweet notes from your beloved.
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You look so pretty. So beautiful. The words are accompanied by a cute little smiley face that makes your own face burst into a huge grin. It's almost as if you can hear her say the words again, thoughts of her hands moving across your body. Your mind moves to more sinful memories of Wanda's lips kissing down your thighs, muttering those same words.
"Y/N, you ready to go?" Natasha pops her head around the door and immediately you slam the drawer you'd found the note in, closed. Natasha furrows her brow at you, curious as to why you slammed it quite so hard.
"Mhm, just coming."
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abia aștept să-mi gem numele mereu. Why did she have to write this one in Sokovian? And why did you ask Pietro to translate it instead of just googling it?
You're still cringing after hearing Pietro laugh before translating the words into English, "it means can't wait to have you moaning my name over and over."
Your face is still hot from all his teasing that came after that and you're now contemplating just how to get Wanda back for that awkward exchange.
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Can't believe you're all mine. You can't seem to stay mad at her when you keep finding sweet notes scattered in only places you would find them. You're sure by this point she wrote a whole sticky notepad worth of notes as you add this one to the ever-growing pile on your dresser.
Your fingers flick through the notes to glace at others you'd found earlier in the week. Thank you for loving me. You have my whole heart. moya rodstvennaya dusha (my soulmate). Seeing the words makes you miss her a little more, your heart constricting for a moment.
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"Just how many did you write?" You rest your chin in your palm, finally comfortable laying in bed with your girlfriend again.
"Oh, only about fifty," she shrugs as her fingers brush along your jaw and her eyes scan across your face.
"Only?!" Your eyes go wide and Wanda giggles, leaning closer she captures your lips with her own, it's only a peck and it has you chasing after her lips.
"I have one more for you," you pull your face back with a curious look. You watch as Wanda uses one swipe of her hand to move her jacket from the other side of the room into her lap, the same hand reaching into her pocket. A familiar pink sticky note is placed in your open hands, writing side down. You tilt your head confusingly and Wanda just smiles, a mischievous glint in her eye. You squint your eyes at her as you turn the note over, eyes finally falling on the words.
I want to be with you for the rest of my life.