Fan_Fiction_writer65
One night. One moment of weakness. Then back to business as usual.
But when Y/N wakes up with Wanda Maximoff wrapped around them, and the realization that relationships between teammates are strictly off-limits, they panic. Wanda panics. And in their mutual, sleep-deprived, terrible decision-making state, Y/N suggests the most insane idea possible-
"We make them think we hate each other."
Now, the team believes they can't stand each other. The fights are louder, the insults sharper, the tension dangerous. But behind closed doors? It's stolen kisses in the shadows, whispered teasing between missions, and a secret that's getting harder to hide.
Because the more they fake it, the more real it feels.
Because love and hate?
They were never that different to begin with.