Characters x Reader Oneshots

Peter Maximoff x GNReader: An ordinary life: Part 3

"Oh, well, you know, life here is just so fun. I mean, take today, for example, I woke up and didn't feel the deferential feeling of dreed, so that was nice. Then I had some breakfast, nothing wrong there. Although, I will admit that things have felt a little...odd recently."

Slouching on your couch with a bowl of cereal in your hands felt like a comfort you never knew you needed until now. The television was playing loudly, keeping your attention to the one-note characters idly chit-chatting on the screen. Slowly growing bored with the repetitive nature of the show, you reached out for the remote watching as it constantly shifted forms.

Your eyes widened as more furniture started shifting and forming into something old, "Wmhuts hampening?" you mumbled out, mouth stuffed full of cereal. Pulling yourself up and into the kitchen to dispose of your dishes, you marched back into your living room to find a 50's style t.v and a 70's plush leather couch. Frowning, you grabbed a hoody and took a visit to your neighbours just to make sure you weren't crazy.

"Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that the world we're living in is breaking? They don't teach you that in school! But, if there's one person I know who can fix it, it's Wanda."

Knocking on the door to the Vision residents was always a joy, waiting patiently you twiddled with your thumbs anticipating the door to open. As if by magic, the door swung open, popping your head into the room first, you chuckled when you saw Wanda collapsed on the couch surrounded by her boys. "Morning neighbour, hope you don't mind that I came by?"

"Oh no, I don't mind at alllll," she dragged out, her head rolling on the back of the couch. Billy turned to you, a sad look in his eyes, "Mommy's having a bad day." Walking over to the trio, you plucked the boys from her grasp "Well, why don't we give your mum a break, hey?"

"Oh, (Y/N), are you sure?" Wanda asked springing from her slouched position, you waved your hand dismissively "Of course, a bit of me-time never hurt anybody." you joked. Whispering to the boys to grab some stuff, your eyes roamed Wanda's house taking in the mismatch of furniture, "I see it's happening to you too, huh?"

"What?" she probed, her gaze not leaving the television, you pointed to the fireplace "Your furniture, mines just like it. Thought I was crazy at first, but nope, you're just the exact same." Wanda studied your face, her brows relaxed "Oh, that." she downplayed, "Yeah, I should probably fix it, but honestly, I can't find a reason to care." You studied her for a moment, concern written across your face plain as day.

The boy's hurried footsteps brought you back to reality, seeing their beaming smiles you ruffled their hair "Okay, is that everything?" They shook their heads vigorously "Yep!" Tommy cheered. With a quick wave to Wanda, you left the house to head back to your own. However, a certain gust of wind caught your attention "Kidnapping my nephews now, are you?" Pietro joked. You let out a small chuckle turning back to see him staring at you, hands raised to perch in the pockets of his blue hoody.

"Can't help myself, they're just too cute not to steal." you laughed, the boys swatted away your hands as you went to go in to pinch their cheeks. "Stop it (Y/N), I could run circles around you if I wanted to." Tommy groaned out, evading your attack. "Hey!" Pietro shouted, stomping closer to you "I could run circles around you, respect your elders, Billy."

"I'm Tommy."

"Yeah, that's what I said," Pietro mumbled, discretely wrapping an arm around your waist.

"Okay, soooo since Halloween me and Pietro may or may not be dating. I'm not rushing into anything yet though, you know? I wanna keep it good for as long as it lasts, he's a good guy; like a really good guy and I don't wanna lose him. Don't tell Pietro I said that."

"Elders, huh?" you groaned, looking up to him. He smirked back down at you, tugging you impossibly closer to his chest "You know it, baby. And I'm gonna respect you so hard."

"Gross," Tommy muttered, looking anywhere but you and Pietro. To make a point, Pietro leaned down to press a sloppy kiss to your lips, making both boys gag in response.

"Me and (Y/N)? Yeah, we're sorta of a thing now. Don't ask me how it happened man, cause honestly, I got no idea. But I'll tell you this, the sex...*Chef's kiss*"

"Okay shows over," you mused pulling away from your boyfriend, a soft pout on his lips. Pietro's arms continued to sort out for you, immediately missing the warmth you provided "Hey how about Uncle Pete helps take care of you too, that would rock right?" he howled, sticking his tongue out of his mouth. Both boys cheered and hollered for their Uncle Pete, practically foaming at the mouth. Leaning closer to your ear, Pietro made sure his breath hit the tips of your ear "And when the kids are away, the adults can play." he hummed.

Your face became slack as a bright red tint rushed over your cheeks, mouth dropping in shock of his boldness. "Is that the sound of children laughing that I hear?" Agnes cackled as she approached you both, a frown emerged on your face and the very mention of her voice. A sense of uneasiness took over you; mind sending you blaring warnings for now reason.

"So I don't like Anges, what's the big deal? People are allowed to not like other people! It's just...she gives me these bad vibes, I don't like it. And has no one ever noticed she like everywhere...all the time? I don't care who you are, that shits creepy."

"Haha, yeahhh, I'm looking after Billy and Tommy while Wanda has a bit of me-time." Agnes looked almost shocked by your response.

"No I'm not mad that (Y/N) got there first, I mean, It's not like I was meant to take the kids or anything. It just makes things more...complicated."

"Oh well gosh, I hope Wanda's okay. Is there anything I can do to help you guys? Anything at all?" she urged, her hands clasping together with a wide grin on her face. "No, not rea-" Pietro placed his hand over your mouth with rapid speed, his hushed breath at your ear again "(Y/N) think about this, if we let Agnes look after the twins then we could spend more time with each other. Could finally watch that show you were going on about, amongst other things." he hushed out seductively.

You looked up to him, holding back the laughter when he wiggled his eyebrows trying to be sexy. Looking back over to the twins, you really didn't mind looking after them but an afternoon with Pietro did sound nice. Huffing out a breath you agreed "Well, Agnes, you could look after the twins for Wanda; if you don't mind that is?"

"Not at all (Y/N), I'd be happy to take these rapscallions off of you. Give you two some time alone." she teased. Grabbing the boys by their shoulders she led them back to her house opposite your own, while Pietro dragged you back to yours. The door opened with ease, Pietro immediately clamping his mouth on top of yours as soon as the door shut. A loud moan escaped through your lips at the sudden feeling of his skin pushed against yours. Pulling away breathless, Pietro smiled at you "I know it's kinda early to say but...I think I'm in love with you."

You smiled, you smiled a genuine smile; perhaps for the first time since you arrived in Westview. Not giving you time to react Pietro gravitated back towards your lips, capturing them out of passion and lust but also love. Picking you up by your thighs, Pietro elegantly dropped you onto the couch, earning a loud "Oof." from you.

Straddling your waist his fingers began prodding the skin of your hips, unreleased joy finally bursting out of you in the form of laughter. Grasping your sides in protection, you tried your best to move around but with him sat on you, you wouldn't get very far. "Pete- Pete-" you managed to get out, still struggling against his hands "Peter stop that!" you cried.

Suddenly his fingers stilled, the fabric of your shirt now layed on his hands. His fingers began clutching the skin of your hip, eyes boring into yours. The name had just slipped out so casually, too distracted by his teasing fingers, "Peter?" he questioned. The light within his eyes became brighter, a tight smile making its self known on his face. Your cheeks blossomed pink, stuttering to correct yourself "Pietro! I meant Pietro, sorry." But something felt oddly familiar, as though the name held memories you couldn't access.

"I can't believe I called him Peter, he's my boyfriend and I can't even get his name right! But did you see the way he looked at me? He looked sorta happy, relieved that I got his name wrong. I think Peter suits him a lot more than Pietro though, am I wrong in thinking that?"

Pietro looked down at you, kissing the tip of your nose he sighed, clearly content with life right now. "Peter, huh? I like it."