[ Heart pounding, Wanda's paralysed. All they ever do out in public is hold hands and bicker. Sometimes even hug, although that's often her initiating it given Pietro often characterises himself as some emotionless husk of a young man.
She thinks of gently scolding him, but Wanda stares at him instead. If he's feeling so bold as to be so affectionate in public when the girls he likes to tease and flirt with and thinks about taking it further with right near them, then she thinks it'd be rude of her to reprimand him for weighing the pros and cons of such an act. And a part of her feels possessive. This is hers. No one else gets Pietro dusting stupid cinnamon off their face but her.
She licks her lips and glances at the park before looking down at the half-eaten donut in her hands. ]
What would I do without you? Aside from walking around with cinnamon on my face on such a nice day.
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She thinks of gently scolding him, but Wanda stares at him instead. If he's feeling so bold as to be so affectionate in public when the girls he likes to tease and flirt with and thinks about taking it further with right near them, then she thinks it'd be rude of her to reprimand him for weighing the pros and cons of such an act. And a part of her feels possessive. This is hers. No one else gets Pietro dusting stupid cinnamon off their face but her.
She licks her lips and glances at the park before looking down at the half-eaten donut in her hands. ]
What would I do without you? Aside from walking around with cinnamon on my face on such a nice day.