Pietro Maximoff Oneshots/Fluff

The Question Is... - Part 1

Warnings: Sexual suggestions, cursing, and a little bit of drinking! (Nothing serious of course!)

Pietro's P.O.V.

    You sat down nervously in the now closed conference room. You didn't realize it was possible to be both pleased and terrified that they were here. You had requested to sit down and speak with Wanda, Clint, and Tony about your plans for the future. It took you by surprise when you realized just how nervous you really were. You drummed your fingers on the table at a quick pace as you tried to pull words together. Clint and Tony were watching with confused looks, while Wanda had a knowing one.
    "Spit it out quickie, what do you need us for?" Tony asked. You chuckled at his words, and met your sister's gaze. Wanda stilled your hands before smiling.
    "Are you going to do what I think you are going to do brother?" She asked, excitement grew in her blue eyes. Clint ducked his head in.
    "Do what?" Clint was (Y/N)'s overprotective adopted father, and you had been dating her for the last four years. Each year was better than the last. However, Clint had only just recently approved your guys's relationship. About four and half months ago. Wanda and Natasha were her best friends, but you decided to invite your sister to try and keep this more secretive. Tony was her 'uncle,' and they were quite close. They were a very smart duo and worked together shockingly well, considering the fact that Tony was... well Tony.
    You hung your head in nervousness as you heard Wanda giggle excitedly.
    "I believe Pietro wants to propose to (Y/N)!" Tony smiled at her announcement, but your heart sank as Clint's jaw dropped. You fought to find confidence as you met his gaze.
    "Let me get this straight... You want to propose to my daughter after only being together for four months," Clint said slowly. You gave him a confused look as Tony scoffed.
    "They've been together for four years. They're happy kids."
    "Exactly, kids, and it's only been four months under my permission," Clint retorted as he folded his arms across his chest. This time it was Wanda's turn to glare at him. You really didn't want an argument, especially with your (possibly) future family, so you cleared your throat.
    "L-Listen sir, I wanted to ask your permission first. There's nobody I've met like (Y/N). She's smart, compassionate, and beautiful..." Clint's eyes narrowed at the third word. "She understands me, and what I've been through. What we've both been through," your mind flickered to the moments you two would stay up for hours talking. Talking about anything. Things you needed to get off your chest, things that made you laugh, or fond memories you two had. This time you confidently met her father's gaze.
    "I'm ready to do whatever it takes to be able to respectfully take her hand in mine." Clint kept a poker face, while Tony and Wanda smiled like idiots. Clint leaned back in his chair, as he glanced at the two other giddy people in the room. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. You gulped quietly.
    "Can... Can I take a little while to think about it? It's just... she means as much to me as Laura and the kids. (Y/N)'s my daughter," you nodded. Tony held his head up with his hand while staring at Clint. You and Wanda gave him a weird look as Tony's eyes never left Clint for a solid two minutes. Clint glared back.
    "Is there something you'd like to say?" Tony fluttered his fingers at him.
    "Would you care to leave us? For a few minutes?" Clint seemed unhappy at his request, before glancing around at the people in the room and then leaving. As the door clicked, Tony immediately turned to you.
    "What was your plan? I can help pay for anything, including the wedding." You chuckled at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a little hopeless.
    "Thank you, I am grateful for your support but I do not think Clint will say yes," you smiled weakly. "And I do not want to do anything he would not want me to." Everything you said about (Y/N) was true, it really was. You did want to spend the rest of you life with her. The two of you had each other's backs through thick and thin. You made each other feel good when you were around. (Y/N) was truly amazing.
    "If that man actually says no, he'll be living with Laura and his family full time," Tony huffed. Wanda took hold of your hands again, ignoring what Tony had said.
    "There is a chance he will say yes. If he does, it's best you have a plan, right?" You nodded.
    "So what were you thinking?" Tony asked. You leaned back in your chair, a bit flabbergasted.
    "Honestly I am not entirely sure," you admitted.
    "No worries, that's why you have us!" Wanda smiled.