Hey guys ! I know it’s been a long time and I couldn’t wait to write something again, also I’m sorry for my absence, my studies are quite difficult and I needed time to adjust. I randomly chose a request so here it is …
So this is a mix of several requests I had in my box. I hope you’ll like it.
SONG : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OOSfkcFI3Y
“RUN”
Pietro was always flirting with you and you couldn’t say if he just wanted to fool you or if it was serious. After all, the team used to bet on everything. It wouldn’t be surprising to bet that you had a crush on the speedster.
You proudly sent him packing a few times but it seemed to encourage him to go further. While you were working in the lab, he used to rush into the room and try to steal kisses to you. In spite of his speed, you could feel his lips pressing against the edges of your mouth and your heartbeats were totally out of control.
“Damn Pietro stop it ! Some people go to jail for less than that !”
He stopped near the desk with a smirk and gave you a quick glance, enough to make you blush.
“But you like it.”
He raised an eyebrow as he contemplated the results of your experiences.
“Let my stuffs okay ?”
You gave him a sarcastic smile and grabbed the papers in his hands, but he didn’t see it coming and it teared off the precious report you had spent weeks to write.
For a moment, you stared at your hands, then at his and you raised your head.
“(Y/N) I’m sorry …” He mumbled.
For the first time in your life, you could see he was really confused but you were way too angry to let this go.
“Pietro.” You said calmly, which scared him more than your usual high upset voice, “I want you to leave and to never come back. If you think I like you, then let me tell you you’re absolutely wrong. Now make sure you don’t meet me in the next 24 hours or I swear I’ll ask Barton to kill you.”
Your words went further than your thoughts but you couldn’t handle it. Indeed, your feelings were strong, but he was kidding you, that was for sure and you couldn’t be humiliated this way.
A gush of wind whipped your face and he was gone for good.
After a few days trying to repair Pietro’s mistake, you noticed his absence and decided to apologize for what you had said. Barton came in at that moment.
“Oh Clint ! Do you know where Pietro is ?”
The archer let out a loud laughter and he frowned.
“Still wanna kill him ?”
Your mouth opened in surprise and you screwed up your eyes.
“No … It’s just … I over reacted last time. I wanted to talk to him.”
Clint nodded and he remained silent.
“Was he … Was he kidding me ? Was it a joke or something about me ?”
Clint raised his head to look up at you.
“A joke ?”
You shrugged.
“(Y/N), Pietro has a crush on you since he’s here.”
You instinctively let out a laughter and shook your head, but Clint didn’t laugh at all. He seemed absolutely serious. You felt your heart skipping several beats before you talked again.
“Oh … Oh. I guess I messed up …” You muttered.
Your friend made a face and he sighed.
“He was downstairs, but I can’t guarentee he’ll still be there” He finally said and his voice started grumbling, “this little bastard is too fast.”
You weren’t listening anymore. Within seconds, you ran to the stairs, heart beating fast. He had to know.
You looked around you, not seeing anyone around, you started to walk quickly through the corridor and finally heard his voice. You were about to push the door when the words came to your ear.
“Yeah but I have a date tonight.” Pietro said.
“Oh, with (Y/N) ?” Natasha asked as she grabbed a gun.
“No with another girl.”
Suddenly, you fell back into reality. You were just as naive as this girl. Thus, you decided you wouldn’t go back to the lab, this was too humiliating. As you walked, you hadn’t even noticed the tears rolling down your cheeks.
You wandered around the city until you finally came back home. Your heart was as teared off as the report you had written later. This thought almost made you laugh as you sprawled on your bed. A knock at your door woke you up from your slumber and you lazily stood up to open it. When you recognized the silver hair and the blue eyes gazing at you, you almost fainted.
“Oh. Hello.”
You tried to appear indifferent and crossed your arms nervously. Pietro frowned as he certainly noticed your attitude and he leaned against the wall.
“You okay ?”
You frowned and almost cut him off.
“Where’s your date ?”
As your eyes were trying to escape his icy gaze, he remained totally calm.
“I didn’t meet her.”
You nodded again, not knowing what to add. Actually, you wanted him to feel as bad as you felt. His voice finally broke the silence.
“May I come in ?”
“No. Of course you can’t.” You sighed in exasperation and started to close the door.
Pietro rolled his eyes and he straightened, blocking the door to keep it open.
“I don’t understand you (Y/N) ! I tried to flirt with you for months and you sent me packing countless times, then what’s this ? Do you enjoy hurting me, do you hate me this much ?”
“No ! I mean, a little bit …” You stuttered clumsily, “It’s just … That … You should leave now.”
He let out a big sigh and you saw a smile crossing his lips progressively, which surprised you.
“I don’t see what’s funny, I’m asking you to leave.” You repeated.
You felt thousands of butterflies flying in your stomach as he was staring at you, but you had to resist.
“You’re blushing.”
You felt your cheeks burning and cleared your throat.
“It’s because I’m angry.”
“Oh yeah, you look so angry …” He purred teasingly.
“I thought I had told you to stop, I was serious.”
He took a step ahead, enough to bring his face closer to yours, enough for you to feel his breath caressing your lips and make you forget your name. Your voice turned into a whisper when you felt the tip of his nose brushing against yours.
“Pietro, leave …”
He looked up at you and his lips barely touched yours.
“Is this what you want ?” He asked near your mouth, causing you to shiver.
Of course you didn’t want him to go, but you stubbornly tried to nod. His fingers slowly ran to your neck, then to your cheek and you felt his other hand gliding on your hip. You couldn’t say anything.
“I don’t wanna go …” He sighed between your lips, slowly shaking his head.
Your heart melted at once and you grabbed his shirt, suddenly pulling it towards you.
“Then stay.”
You couldn’t add anything else, his lips were already kissing yours passionately, making you feel so important, as if you were his oxygen and he needed you to breathe. He pushed you inside, still kissing you feverishly and you let out a groan against his lips.
“I need to know …” You managed between two kisses, “If this is serious.”
You saw a frown developping on his forehead as he caught his breath.
“Of course it is, I’m crazy about you (Y/N).”
That was all you needed to hear before he kissed you again.
