Life is not a Fairytale (PeterParkerxReader)

Chapter 14: Drunk

Wanda's Pov:
I turned around to the corner Y/n pointed at, but what I saw couldn't be real. I saw my brother, Pietro, but he died in Sokovia.

"Pietro, is that you?" I asked.

"Nice to see you too, Wanda." Pietro answered while smiling.

"How is this possible? You died right in front of me." Clint said.

That was true, Pietro gave his life to safe Clint's. And now he stood there, like nothing happened.

"I don't know how it's possible, but I'm alive again. When I died, I went to this bright lighted place, I think heaven. There was someone there, who looked at me and said: 'You died to safe someone else. Normally you have to stay here, but they need you. It will take a while, but in a few years, you can continue your life again.' After a few years, I was back. I saw Stark Tower, so I went there, and here I am." Pietro explained.

I laughed for a moment, but then I summoned my powers.

"How do I know it's really you and not someone else?" I said, ready to charge.

"I don't know, read my mind? Just because I'm 13 minutes older doesn't mean I have to do all the thinking." he said.

I lowered my hand, stopped my powers. I hugged him, my brother was home.

"Come, I'll get you a drink, we have a lot of catching up to do." I said to him, with a big smile on my face.

Your Pov:
After Wanda introduced Pietro, we had some more drinks. Not the best idea. I wanted to stay sober, so I would actually remember the night tomorrow morning, but the others became a little very drunk. Natasha and Wanda were dancing on the table, Thor and Dad were doing shots and Loki and Pietro were arguing over who was stronger and faster.

The only ones who weren't drunk were Peter, because he was also underaged, and Steve because of the whole strenght situation.

"They look really ridiculous." Peter said with a grin.

"Have you guys seen Bucky? I can't find him anywhere." Steve said, looking around the room.

"Why, because you need to find you husband?" I said.

Steve looked at me with a serious face, but Peter decided to join me.

"Look Steve, it's okay to have feelings like that. We completely understand it."

"And always do it safe, we don't want anyone getting pregnant, now do we?" I said, and then Peter and I cracked open in laughter, "Okay, I'm going to bed, because I'm tired of hearing all those drunk morons."

"Goodnight, Y/n." Steve and Peter said.

I went upstairs to my room, but when I opened my door, I saw Bucky sitting on my bed.

"Buck, what are you doing here? This is my room." I said.

He got up and almost fell, he was clearly drunk.

"I was looking for you, Y/n." he said, having trouble standing up straight.

"Okay Bucky, you are drunk. I'll get you to your room, just don't puke on me." I got closer, but then he took my arm.

"Don't you wanna have a little fun, doll?"

And then he pulled me on the bed with on top of me.

"Bucky, I swear to god, get off of me!" I yelled at him, in the hope someone would hear me.

I tried to get away, but he was to strong. On that moment, I heard a knock on the door, and heard Peter.

"Y/n, can I come in?"

"Peter, please help! I-" I said, before Bucky cut me off by placing his hand on my mouth.

"Y/n, I didn't hear you. Are you okay?"