there are some days when whispers sound in my ears (like a compass and a guide) (джен)

The door opens before she has time to turn away.
“Are you coming in or are you getting a cold?”
Wanda’s smile brightens the night, but that is just what Clint always thinks.
“I hope I’m not… imposing”.
He rolls his eyes at her and instead wraps the kid in a gigantic embrace, trying to squeeze tight enough to somehow pierce her back together, somehow patch the grief with the warmth running through him. He ain’t got much, but there is warmth he can pass on to her.
“I messed up”.
“Nope, stop it. Food, hot cocoa, a blanket and a cute dog to cuddle with”.
or
Wanda Maximoff shows up in Clint's farm on Christmas Night.