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Y/n /y/l/n and body confidence were never words you would find a sentence together, y/n y/l/n and lack of body confidence however that was sentence that made sense. After years of training...

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Y/n /y/l/n and body confidence were never words you would find a sentence together, y/n y/l/n and lack of body confidence however that was sentence that made sense. After years of training as a child, all through your adolescence and now as an adult, you had become a strong muscular assassin, you were in no means bodybuilder, but you were no means scrawny either. 

It used to be a rare occasion when you felt like this, the last time was months ago when Steve tried his best to comfort you, he would say things like “Y/n, you look healthy, you and Nat, you are the same, I see you as a beautiful strong woman” but Steve’s words shot like blanks. Today was different, it was your arms, the muscle definition looked like to much for a girl in your own opinion and it made you feel horrible. Normally you were not in the least fazed when you were on missions nobody was looking at you like that, they were more interested in the guns than what was holding them. But tonight, tonight you had to dress up and parade yourself out there at a fancy gala, everybody there would be looking at you and so far all your clothes made you look horrible. 

You knew the outfit needed to be a dress, and it needed to be gorgeous but right now, your floor was decorated in many, many different articles of clothing, each of them crumpled and unfolded. You couldn’t decided on which made you look somewhat decent and it was beginning to make you so frustrated to the point of crying. It was at that moment a knock at the door made reality wash back into your mind. “Is everything ok-” the sokovian accent stopped when he saw the room.

 "Whats happened, printsessa?“ he asked looking at the arrangements of gowns and dresses all laid tangled on the floor. "I just look horrible in all of them” you whispered, the makeup you had applied earlier still intact but only just as the mascara was beginning to smudge a little. Looking up eventually you saw the handsome Sokovian in a suit that made him look even more flawless than usual.

 "Printsessa, c'mon we have about half an hour before we can leave, let me help no?“ he suggested beginning to pull up dresses and hold them out in front of you, examining them for a moment before folding them onto the bed. This went on for about ten minutes or so until he saw the dress he wanted you to wear. A simple black chest with cut outs at the ribs, there were absolutey no sleeves, something that scared you half to death, this dress was meant to showcase arms and well your arms weren’t ones to showcase. 

Pietro closed his eyes as you slipped on the dress, it fitting perfectly around you although your arms feeling a little too bare for your liking. You signalled for him to look at you and he immediately noticed your lack of enthusiasm. Pietro wrapped his arms over yours and kissed your cheek "I have an idea, for the record with or without your arms on show, you are beautiful” he commented before flashing out and back in the room appearing this time with Wanda’s red shawl in his hands. It was the type she would wrap over her forearms and took away from her bicep area.

 "Wanda feels uncomfortable too about her arms, I noticed it about you, I notice how you hide them the way Wanda does so I thought this would work. Leaning over to one side of your bed you slipped on a pair of black heels that matched the shawl he brought you him nonchalantly checking out your butt as you went over him winking at you as you regained eye contact. “You look beautiful” he mentioned pushing all the hair on your left side behind your back. “Plus nobody, is going to be looking at your arms, they’ll be looking at the man on them” he teased linking his arm into yours, 

“The man who likes you a lot”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ 

Pietro’s words ran through your ears all night, ‘the man who likes you a lot’ he didn’t mention it again throughout the gala, rather the silver haired speedster simply kept you close to him the entire night, making sure you didn’t feel uneasy or uncomfortable he always found a way to keep a hand on you, even when you were all gathered round a table, his hand stayed wrapped taut on your thigh, his thumb running rough circles.  

Once the night was over instead of letting you walk back to your room, Pietro carried you there in his speed, the silver haired speedster landed on your bed with a thump, you sat on his knee, him keeping a strong arm wrapped around you as you cuddled into his shoulder.

“You do look rather beautiful tonight” he commented looking over at your delicate features that graced your face, Pietro’s words so far tonight had found ways to squeeze their way into your mind and make you focus on his syllables. “You honestly do y/n, you always do, somehow you can be the most beautiful girl on the planet even when you are battered and bruised from missions, you are so much better than guys like me and well I just I really fell for you” his words lost their bouts of confidence and gained more of a nervous schoolboy kind of approach. 

“P” you smiled your hands taking his and rubbing them softly, the moment wasn’t full of tension and lust like what would be expected by the time of night and the behaviour of you two throughout the evening, it was more slow and sweet, Pietro and you were taking your sweet time as if it had no more effect on you. 

“Is this the part where I get to kiss you because god I hope it is, I have a thing for red lipstick and well you know, smudging it” he teased moving his hand so that it cupped your cheek bringing your face closer to his. Instead of kissing you bluntly then, Pietro did something different, he bit your bottom lip pulling it away from you slightly him looking intently into your eyes as he did so. 

“P, I really need you to as you said smudge my lipstick” you whispered as he let go of your lip, his hot breath was still hitting your face as you continued to gaze into each others eyes. 

“As you wish my love”

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