edited 7/12/2021
"You feeling okay, Kitty?" Pietro asks as I stumble into the kitchen.
"Yeah. Just didn't get a lot of sleep last night," I answer. I can't lie about the fact that I didn't get a lot of sleep—the lack of sleep is evident on my face—but I can lie about why I didn't get any sleep. "Girl stuff." He nods and I thank my lucky stars I have that card to play.
"Well, you know I'm always good for a snuggle or a smoothie run if you need it," he says, kissing the top of my head.
"You are seriously the best. I gotta get dressed for work." I peck his lips and go back to my room. Despite the fact that I spent hours agonizing over what I'm going to say to Mr. Pym and Miss Van Dyne, I'm still not sure if it's the right decision for me. I want to help them so much, but...Pietro. And Wanda.
I slide into a pair of skinny jeans, a gray T-shirt, and a black blazer with three-quarter sleeves. After cuffing my jeans, I slide on my black-and-white checkered Vans and rejoin Pietro in the kitchen.
"Is everything okay? You look...pensive," he says, tying his shoes.
"I don't look pensive. What're you doing?" I say.
"I was thinking about going for a run today. See how long it takes me to make it around the whole city," he answers.
"Ten bucks says thirty seconds or less," I say. "Look, are you sure you'll be fine just hanging out around here? I mean, I'm spending a lot of time at Pym Tech and even when I'm not, there's just a lot of sitting around."
"Hence why I'm going for a run," Pietro says.
"Okay. But still. I feel like there's just a lot of boredom happening. I don't want you to be here just to sit around all day." Thoughts of New York are pushing at my mind and I push them away.
"You're thinking about New York. About your family there," he says, calling me out.
"I thought Wanda was the psychic one." I give him a playful shove. "Yeah, I am. And I know it's a lot to constantly fly me across the country, so I'm electing to stay here."
He gives me an inquisitive look, communicating with me using just his eyes. "You go, you'll be late. I'll give Tony a call, see what we can do. I would like to spend more time in New York," he says, kissing my forehead. I swear, he was custom-built just for me.
"Yeah. Wanda's probably missing us anyway," I say. "She and I are planning a spa retreat with Nat sometime this summer. Girls only."
"Guys can go to spas too," Pietro argues, pouring milk over his cereal.
"You're missing the point of a girls trip," I tease. "Besides, you pretty much have me all to yourself right now. I've barely gotten to spend any time with Wanda outside of training since I've been busy with school and you almost getting yourself killed."
"Will you stop it with that?" he groans, a smile on his face despite his obvious irritation.
"Never." I smile smugly, pecking his lips. "I gotta get to work. Love you."
"Love you, too." He kisses me again and as I leave, I smile at my boyfriend, my heart fluttering in my chest.
🔴 🔴 🔴
My stomach churns as I get out of the car at Pym Tech. I almost don't want to face Miss Van Dyne or Mr. Pym since I'm afraid I'll give them the wrong answer, but I put my big girl panties on and walk my ass into the building.
"Kat!" Miss Van Dyne is standing past the security checkpoint, holding two cups of coffee, one of which she hands to me. "I hear you like caramel macchiatos?"
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