Magnus blushed as well, giggling nervously and looking to his feet, “I-I don’t think you’re a freak.” He said quietly, then attempted a coy, but flirtatious look, “B-Buy me dinner first.”

Pietro grinned widely, reaching out for his hand and gesturing for him to follow. "I can totally get you dinner," he said, still grinning like an idiot as he slipped an arm around Magnus' waist.

Doreen coughed and sputtered until the nausea was gone and her stomach was empty. She was wiping her now dry mouth on the back of her hand when her rescuer stated he would be right back. Maybe it was still the shock of not going boom, but he didn’t seem to move much at all.

"Yeah, I… I think I’m all right…," she answered with some hesitation and bewilderment. "Thanks… I didn’t expect— How did you— Are you—" Doreen focused on his face… well, mostly his goggles. "Who are you?”

She felt his hands still at her waist, causing her face to go from a sickly pale to a deep crimson. “Um…”

Pietro pushed his goggles back to the top of his head and looked her over, still unsure whether she could hold herself up. "Ah... Pietro," he said, shrugging a bit. "Or Quicksilver. I get that one more often," he said as he flashed her a smile. Pietro let go of her waist, watching carefully to make sure she wouldn't topple over.

Rose looked through the viewfinder, face scrunched up in thought. Was this really going to happen? It would appear so. “Sure, go for it.” To be perfectly honest, she couldn’t remember why she’d asked for this.

Pietro hesitantly let his head fall back against the pillow, figuring this would probably be a lot better if he didn't see anything... If it was just his thoughts as opposed to having to look at the beautiful girl in front of him. Otherwise it would be over way too quickly and the noises he would be making would be extremely inappropriate. 

He pushed the fabric of his underwear down and peeked at her one more time. "Okay..." Slowly he started stroking himself, closing his eyes once more and taking deep breaths as he worked.

Peter blinked at the speedster, how did he..? “How did you..?” he trailed off and shook his head, “No, better question; how did you find me?”

"Speed," he said, zipping up to Peter, face to face in less than a nanosecond. He grinned before returning to the couch and stretching out. "School system seriously needs some changes made to the security. I mean, I can get into anywhere, but finding your address was too easy," he said, scrunching up his nose.

The bomb was about to go off. She had been too slow, too stupid, and now everyone around her was going to die horribly. All these innocent bystanders, wiped out in a moment of time…

…Just because she wanted to be a hero…

Doreen closed her eyes and started towards the explosion just as it went off. If she was going to die, then she would die trying to save someone. Anyone.

Inexplicably, instead of the fiery embrace of death, there was a sharp tug on her whole body. The entire world seemed to shift underneath her. There was no pain, no burning, just the slight sensation of wind whipping by.

Then the world came rushing back. There was a figure next to her and the loud crash of the explosion going off behind them. This wasn’t right, she was much closer than that, she should be dead…

She forced her eyes open at the sound of the young man speaking. He was standing above, arms wrapped around her frame. Silvery hair stuck up everywhere from behind oversize goggles; against the sun it looked like a halo.

"I… I…"

She turned her head and promptly vomited onto the street.

Pietro grimaced a bit as she emptied her stomach, making sure she was finished before slowly setting her down on her feet, hands on her hips so she wouldn't fall over. "Be back," he said, zipping away and back to the building. He managed to get everyone out before too much damage was done and then headed back to the girl he'd saved, hands back on her hips before she could even start to wobble from being unsupported. "It's okay. That happens a lot," he said, glancing at the vomit. "Are you okay?"

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Today was just not Cat’s day. Getting told to go in for a job, little did she know there was going to be a explosion about to happen as she walked into the building. Her short black dress hung close to her thighs as she let out one last sigh before standing up straight. That smell… “No way—” but before she could finish her sentence she felt someone pick her up. Blinking she looked to see who had done so but ended up just holding on for dear life at this point. How the heck could this kid run so fast? Then again this wasn’t anything new for the young shapeshirter. When hearing his voice, the young raven hair girl looked right at him. “I— I’m fine” she wasn’t one to talk but for the moment might as well right? “wh—what about you?” 

Pietro held onto her, looking around and making sure everything was alright before setting her down on her feet. "Be right back," he said, zipping back to the building and starting to take people out one by one. Once the building was definitely evacuated, he ran back across town to the girl he'd left, though it was only seconds later that he'd arrived. He reached out and touched her shoulder gently. "You gonna be okay?"

"… No. Geez, P-P-Pietro…"

Pietro pouted and rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine... We'll do your thing, but it won't be as fun."

"-Who’s there?"

Pietro zipped past him into the room, sprawling out on the couch and making himself comfortable before Peter could even begin to blink. "Yo, Spidey, over here," he said, giving a grin and a small wave. "I have some questions for you."

"I’ll dance if I want to! Come on! It’s fun!"

"You don't dance as well as you think you do, but I applaud your enthusiasm. At least you're cute."

Hope loved being close to him like this, his skin was always so smooth and warm, and she always felt so safe in his hold. Once he pressed is forehead to hers, she smiled and rubbed her nose against his. Her eyes closed as she absentmindedly pressed a kiss to his lips, sper of the moment kind of thing. However the three words that followed shocked her. “You do?” She asked softly, pulling back a little so she could look into his eyes, a blush finding her cheeks.

Pietro blushed darkly at her reaction and cleared his throat, turning away from her and covering his face with his hands, swallowing. "I, uh..." He didn't exactly have anywhere to run off to. This was his room, after all. He figured the worst case scenario would end with him being clawed to death by a vicious Hope-kitten. "Yeah," he mumbled, running a hand through his hair. "Sorry..."

She smiled when he nuzzled her hair and continued to pet her. “Thank you” She said at his first hug, laying her head on his pillow as he took his shirt off. “Don’t get any fast ideas, Mr. Quicksilver” She teased lightly in a quiet voice when he hugged her again, now chest to chest with no barriers. Her face heated up as she nuzzled his neck and rubbed his back, fingertips dancing up and down his spine.

He smiled a little and pulled her against him, pressing against her and closing his eyes. He pressed his forehead to hers with a quiet sigh and bit his lip, pulling the covers over their heads and relaxing. "I love you," he said quietly.

Rose giggled as he pulled her closer, pressing into him as he kissed her. It always felt like the very first time whenever he kissed her like this.

Pietro grinned against her lips and backed up slowly until the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed and he sat down, pulling her into his lap. "I'm so brilliant," he mumbled teasingly, pressing against her.