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We are in my room. Wanda switches the light on and closes the door behind her. I stand there, looking at the bed with a nervous feeling in my stomach. I shuffle with my feet and Wanda catches up on my tenseness. “What’s wrong baby?” She asks, while walking towards me. I am embarrassed, how can I tell her that I’m scared to sleep? That the bed is making me anxious. “Oh, uhm, nothing. I’m just wondering what to wear.” It’s not a complete lie. She smiles at me and opens the wardrobe that I saw earlier. “I’ve put some of my own clothes in here, and I thought that maybe we can go shopping later?” “Shopping?” I ask, tilting my head to the side. I have never been shopping in my entire life so I have no idea what to expect. “Yes, we can go and buy some new clothes for you. Clothes that fit you properly.” “I don’t know how to do that.” I whisper, looking at my feet. Wanda touches my cheek with her hand, making me look back at her. “What do you mean malysh?” I feel my stomach tighten. “I have never been shopping, I don’t know how it works. And I don’t have any money.” I feel tears burning in my eyes but I try my best to fight against them, and embarrassment makes my cheeks flush red. “Oh Lidiya, don’t worry about that. We will go together, and maybe Natasha wants to join as well. And the money, I’ll pay for it.” I want to argue but she places her finger on my lips. “Shht, arguing is no use. I want you to feel good in your clothes, that makes me happy. So I will happily pay for that.” I want to tell her that I don’t agree, but honestly, I am too tired for it and I doubt that it will change Wanda’s mind. “Good girl.” There it is again, that tingle in my core. I ignore it and walk towards the wardrobe, looking at the clothes Wanda has put there. I don’t know what to pick, there is too much choice. “Uhm…” I can hear Wanda her laugh fill the room as she follows me to the wardrobe. “I think the best idea is to wear something comfortable to sleep in.” I nod in agreement and keep staring, not knowing what to pick. She notices me not moving so she bends over and grabs something from the bottom shelf. It’s a pyjama set, it has a short and a top and both are pretty short. She offers it to me but I turn white and grab the closet to keep me from falling. Violently I shake my head from side to side and quickly she throws it away, I don’t know where. “Shhtt it’s okay, no short clothes. I got it. Don’t worry about it, I’ll find something.” Eventually we go with some loose pants and a much too spacious t-shirt. Hesitant I crawl into the bed, lying on the left side. The sheets smell clean with a touch of vanilla. “Can I join you in the bed, or do you prefer me sleeping on the couch? Both is completely fine by me so don’t feel pressured milyy.” It’s typical Wanda to think about asking me this and it warms my heart. “Please lay next to me.” I say. “I don’t want to be alone, it scares me.” She gives me an understanding smile and lies down onto the bed next to me. She opens her arm, offering a place for me to hide and feel safe. I accept this with pleasure and instantly crawl into her arms, hiding my face against her neck. I breathe in her scent, and immediately I can feel my body relax. She will always protect me, I know this. “You know, I never had a bed this fancy. When I was young it was a wooden bed that my father had made for me, it really hurt my back. And then I was captured, so yeah… That didn’t really deserve the term bed.” She pulls me closer and gives me a kiss on my scalp. “I understand. This is yours now Lidiya, a soft and comfortable bed for you to have nice dreams in.” I smile and I can feel sleep taking over my body. I am absolutely exhausted after this day, but I can’t remember the last time I felt so happy, safe and protected.

I am walking through a dark alley in a busy city. It’s night and the streetlights aren’t working. I pull my coat higher and start walking faster. Rain is gushing down on me and is stinging my face. I have a date with Wanda, so I need to get to the café we made our appointment in. As I move faster I can hear someone walking behind me. I turn around and see a big tall man with a scar across his eye. Gregovich. Panic grips my throat and I start to run. I can see Wanda standing there, in the light of one of the working streetlights. I want to call out to her but no matter how hard I try, no sound comes out of me. I can see her reaching out her hand to me and as I move forward to reach it, I feel the arms of the muscular man pull me back, into the darkness.

I wake up and scream. Sweat is covering every inch of my body and I am so scared. The dark room seems hostile and tears roll over my cheeks. That’s when I feel the soft hand of a woman touch my arm, bringing me back into the here and now. Wanda. Her green eyes are worried as she looks into mine. “Lidiya, it’s me. You are safe, malysh, you are safe. I will protect you.” It takes me a couple of seconds before I can actually hear her words and I look back into her eyes. “They, they took me Wanda. I wanted to run to you but they snatched me away.” I shiver as I think back at the dream, and I dive into the safety of her arms. “I’ve got you baby, I will never let them take you away from me. If they even think about hurting you I will break each and every bone of them individually. I will always keep you safe, I promise.” For some reason I believe her. I try to get as close to her as possible and she starts to rock me until I finally fall asleep again, knowing that nothing can take me away from her.

When I wake up again the sun is shining through the curtains and I notice that the bed is empty. Panic starts to take over as I look around, trying to see where the brown haired beauty is. “Wanda where are you?!” I say in my thoughts, trying to find her and slightly relaxing when I can feel that she is close by. “I am in the shower darling, I’m sorry I startled you. I will be back with you in a couple of minutes.” I smile, she didn’t leave me. “I never will.” I walk towards the curtains and open them. Wanda must have closed them last night because I remember them being open when we went to bed. The view is absolutely stunning. There is a forest, I assume the one we walked through, and a big lake. I can see the running path meandering through the compound like a snake with someone using it to do their morning exercise. I see one of the fancy cars leave the garage and that’s when I look further than the compound. Tall mountains grace the horizon and sun is burning bright. I can look at this view forever, knowing that I can get completely lost in it. I feel content and a sigh escapes my lips. “Enjoying the view?” Wanda asks me and I turn around, looking at her. She is wearing a towel and even though she tried her best to dry it, her hair is still wet. “Now I am.” I say teasingly and she replies with a big grin. “Are you now?” She winks and my cheeks flush red. Wanda’s laughter fills the room when she sees my reaction, it’s clear that she wins this round. “So what do you say to a shopping trip?” I hook my fingers together, nervously asking: “Will you help me?” She nods. “Of course. And I already asked Nat, she would love to come along.” A happy feeling slowly surges through my body. “Yes. Yes I want to go shopping with you guys.”
We take Natasha her car, a smoking black sport model. “I love speed.” She smirks and laughs when she sees the expression on my face. Wanda decides to sit next to me on the backseats leaving Natasha alone on the front. She said she didn't mind. That’s why I’m sitting in a car with these two ladies with me, on our way to… I honestly don’t know to where. Wanda smiles when she hears my thoughts. “We are driving to Birnin Zala, the capital of Wakanda. They have a huge shopping district so we are bound to find something you will like.” “Will there be a lot of people?” She gives me a reassuring squeeze. “It is a capital so it’s always busy, but we will go to the more quiet places.” I smile at her, grateful for how she always thinks about me and my needs. I keep looking in these eyes, they are absolutely stunning and I feel like I could get drawn inside of them. “Hey lovebirds, if you keep looking at each other like that you can find another car.” Natasha her voice snaps me out of it and while Wanda replies with a laugh, I turn away my head in a way of trying to hide my red cheeks. I look into the rearview mirror and see Natasha looking at me, giving me a playful wink when our eyes meet. “Anyway, is this a girls day out or what?” Wanda and I both nod. “Then we need some music!” Nat turns the music up that has been playing in the background and presses a button that makes all the windows roll down. The wind blows through the car while the sun is shining and all three of us sing at the top of our lungs along with a song sung by someone named “Scarlett Johansson.”

We are walking through the city and I am clutching Wanda’s hand. She smiles at me but doesn’t pull it back. Wanda and Natasha both tried their best to make themselves less recognizable, but they weren't willing to change their looks completely. This resulted in both of them walking around with huge sunglasses on their face, and while Wanda went with a large elegant wicker hat Natasha chose for a cap. I didn’t need anything because nobody knew me, something that I had to admit I really like. We stopped in a couple of stores already, and Wanda bought me a variety of tank tops and t-shirts. Nothing special, just every color of the rainbow. I protested big time but as expected, it was no use. In the next store we got me some trousers, Wanda helped me pick out some jeans and shorts (they completely ignored my protest – once again) and it took me all of my courage to ask them for more joggings. “At least those are comfortable.” I admidded. She gave in, of course she did, and that’s when Natasha walked towards us with even more trousers in her arms. “These are the more attractive kind, you definitely need them.” My cheeks turned red and I started protesting once more but she just said: “I will buy them and if they end up in your wardrobe, that’s not my fault.” I couldn’t help but chuckle at her words.
That is why we are walking around with multiple bags in our arms, enjoying the sunshine, when I can hear Natasha say: “Stop! I need to take Lidiya to this place, and you can’t come along Wanda.” I look at the store she is pointing at and instantly shake my head. It’s a lingerie store. “No no no, there is no need for that.” “Actually Lidiya, you do need some fitting bras… Especially if you want to start with your training.” Wanda admits. I give her an angry look. “Traitor.” Wanda laughs and Natasha grabs my arm and starts pulling me towards the shop. “Fine I’ll go, but when we’re done I also want a pair of sunglasses.” I decide. “Deal.” Wanda winks at me and I enter the store with Natasha.
Nat hooks her arm through mine and guides me to a section that sells underwear, but the decent kind. I sigh as I relax. “So first things first Ivanov. You need some day to day underwear, something that you feel comfortable in.” We look around for a couple of minutes and I place some slips in our shopping cart. “Good, next you need a couple of bras and two training bras.” “Why two?” I ask looking confused. “That way when one is in the laundry you can use the other one. Trust me, learn from my mistakes.” I laugh at her words and she gives me one of her rare smiles. I really like Natasha. Not in the way I like Wanda but it’s a close second. I don’t have any romantic feelings towards her but she knows how to make me feel comfortable. She understands me. “For that someone will need to measure you, I know that it’s something that is very hard for you but I won’t leave your side.” She beckons a lady who clearly works at the shop. “Yes hello, my friend here needs some new bras but we don’t know her size. We need some for every day wear, two sport bras and maybe also a couple of the more sexy ones.” I start to protest when I hear this but Natasha just keeps talking to the lady, completely ignoring me. “Money doesn’t matter, we have more than enough.” Hearing this the lady’s eyes begin to sparkle and she enthusiastically says: “Oh but of course! Come with me and I’ll help you with everything.” Natasha grabs my hand and pulls me along, following the woman. While Natasha is her gracious self I stumble after them. “Remind me to kill Nat.” I send to Wanda, and within a second I can hear her laughter in my head. “Good luck with that.” She has a point so I wisely decide to not go through with this idea. We enter a smaller room with mirrors everywhere, and I look down at the ground. I still can’t stand seeing my reflection. The woman looks confused when Natasha also walks in the room and doesn’t make any indication that she is going to leave. “She needs me, she had a lot of trouble fighting through an eating disorder. She is much better now but it’s still hard for her, so that’s why I won’t leave her side.” The lady nods in understanding and gives me another look, clearly judgment clouding her eyes. I have to admit that it was a smart excuse Natasha made up. “Please remove any clothes above your pants and then I can take your measurements.” Instantly I can feel my knees getting weak and my breath picking up pace. Immediately Natasha is with me, and she holds my hands. “Please open the door and leave it open.” She commands the woman, and there must be something in Natasha her eyes that makes the woman listen to her without asking any questions. “You see that, devochka? (girl)” It’s the first time Natasha speaks in Russian to me and I notice that her accent is absolutely perfect. “The door is open, you are not locked up. You can just leave if you want to. She will only take the measurements if you say it’s okay, not a second sooner. You are in control of this situation.” Hearing this helps and I concentrate on Natasha’s voice, following the rhythm of her breathing. Slowly my own breathing gets slower, back into my control. “Can you help me?” I ask her. “Of course moy drug (my friend). What do you want me to do?” “Can you help me with removing my clothes?” She nods, there is no teasing attitude anymore. She is all serious, all business, and her only goal is helping me get through this. She removes my clothes of at a slow pace, giving me the time to get adjusted to the situation and to remind me that I am in control. That I can just leave if I want to, I’m not locked up and nobody is going to abuse me. When everything above my pants is naked she nods to the lady that she can join us. I can hear the woman’s breath stop when she sees how skinny I exactly am, but she pretends that she doesn’t see it. “So, first I need to get your cup size.” It doesn’t take long before she is done and she leaves the room looking for fitting bras, leaving me and Natasha behind, still partly naked. I can feel Natasha staring at me and I look down to the ground. “What?” I ask in a slightly shaking voice. For a couple of seconds she just looks at me, after which she asks: “What are you thinking about?” I face the ground, a single tear escaping my eye. “How will she ever be able to like me?” I whisper so quietly that she asks me to repeat it, even though I’m pretty sure that she did hear me. “Wanda. How can she ever like me, like the way I look when I look like… this.” I point towards my own body. “All there is are bones Nat. No muscles, no boobs, just bones and skin.” Natasha takes a step towards me and looks me straight into my eyes while saying “Wanda likes you, no matter how you look. Even if you would weigh 120 kg, she would still like you big time. And these muscles, we can work on that.” I relax a little bit and when the woman comes back the process begins of trying on so many bras that I forget to count. Natasha acts as my judge, giving her approval and disapproval on the things that the woman brings. Every time that Nat says no, I can see the lady getting frustrated about not being able to sell her over priced product. When we get to the sport bras Nat is even harder, she of all people knows how important it is to have the right gear. She makes me take on training positions even though I have never done that before, but she only looks at how the bra supports me in all the right places. Eventually she is content, signing towards the woman that it’s enough. “We are just going to walk through the shop one more time and then we will go to the cash register to pay. You can place the bra’s there as well.” I was putting on my clothes while she was talking and when she’s done, we walk out of the fitting room without giving the lady one more glance.

Natasha takes me to the underwear section once again, and confused I say “Nat I already have more slips than I will ever be able to wear.” She chuckles at my words and continues walking, getting to the more sexy ones. “You don’t have these yet.” She says while pointing at some strings. I blush deep red and stumble over my next words. “These don’t really look that comfortable.” Nat gives me one of her exclusive laughs and when she’s finished she says: “They are not made for being comfortable, they are made for making you look hot. And you never know when you will want that, especially with how you and Wanda are acting around each other.” I am left speechless while Natasha throws a couple of slips in our basket.
When she is finished we go to the cashier and pay for the products we chose, me turning white when I hear the price. “N-nat that’s way too much, you can’t do that.” Natasha gives me a smile while she sweeps her card. “Oops, I just did. Don’t worry about it kid, Stark pays us more than enough.” We grab the bags and leave the shop, me nagging through it all. When we walk outside the sun hits us again and I see Wanda sitting on a bench. She is checking something on her phone and obviously she hasn’t seen us yet. All her attention being on the phone caused her to not actively use her magic to scan for us. The way that the sunlight plays with her hair leaves me breathless. I can’t help but stare at her, trying to take in as much of Wanda Maximoff as possible. Natasha softly laughs and gives me shoulder bump. “Now are you happy I got you that underwear?” she whispers in my ear and I can’t help but laugh out loud, this grabbing Wanda’s attention. Instantly she tucks away her phone and jumps up, walking towards us. When she reaches me I’m surprised by the fact that she pulls me into a big hug. “I missed you malysh.” “I wasn’t gone that long.” “Long enough.” I can’t help but feel warm at her words. Natasha gives me a pat on the back. “She did good and I think we promised her a pair of sunglasses.” I squeak at her words which causes both of the other women to laugh at my childish behavior. “Let’s go.” Wanda says, while grabbing my hand once more.

Going to buy sunglasses with Natasha and Wanda of course resulted in me getting a ton of jewelry and make up as well. When we left the shop I wasn’t sure how we were going to carry everything but somehow we managed. However both Wanda and I groaned when Nat pulled both of us into a store with evening gowns. “Last one!” She promised before looking at almost every single dress there was. When she was finally finished she got three dresses for herself, two for Wanda –I could already imagine her looking smoking hot in them- and five for me, which I accepted under loud protest. "Stark really loves throwing parties so you'll need them." Natasha says.
Now we are sitting on a terrace with some cool drinks in front of us, and I listen to Natasha telling us a story of one of her missions that almost went wrong. “Now it’s quite funny to think of it, but at that moment Fury was furious at me.” She grins at her own choice of words. “I can imagine, he isn’t that easy to work with.” I close my eyes and sigh contently, I can’t remember ever feeling so at peace as I am feeling now. “That's true. Oh, Lidiya? I still have some news to tell you.” I open my eyes and look at Natasha. “I know who your parents are.”

I'm in your arms in Central Park
There's nothin' you could do or say
I can't escape the way I love you
I don't want to, but I love you
(The song is: "I love you" by Billie Eilish.)
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