Peter Maximoff || Tease Away

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Set in WandaVision


Living in the hex was, interesting. I couldn't remember my purpose here, to be honest, I couldn't remember what I had for breakfast for that matter, had I had breakfast? Never mind that, this is just the thing, when I slowly feel yourself grip onto the wheel of conscientiousness, on the brink of answers, my mind is distracted, like someone giving an over active toddler a toy to play with when its crying.

At the moment I'm walking over to my neighbours house, The Vision Residence. An unusual couple with even more unusual kids. They are definitely the main characters in West View, everyone knows their names. Though most are yet to encounter them.

I do not know why I am now walking up their drive way, I do not know why I have a wide grin on my face and I do not know why I desperately WANT to go in that house.

I do not.

Again, like a tug off war, my brain fights what I want and what this strange illusion wants from me; I never seem to win. Over and over, I feel like a glow stick, who needs to break slightly to glow, but rather then slightly breaking, I am snapping. The overloads of underlying grief and depression plagues my mind, time and time again. A martyr, if you will.

I am now standing outside the door of Wanda, Vision, Tommy and Billy's home. Waiting. Why aren't I knocking? It is almost is if I'm waiting for a cue from a dir-

Suddenly, I swing the door open, in a sing song cheery voice calling for my fabulous neighbour.

"Wanda, dear!"

"Y/N, it is great to see you"

"It is, isn't it?"

We share a laugh, why are we laughing?

Suddenly I feel a gust of wind behind my back, startling me.

I place my hands on my chest and sway slightly, overdoing it much?

"Hey babe" A voice calls behind me.

I turn to see a man with an awful posture, silver hair and quite an attractive face.

"Hello?"

"Don't mind Pietro, he's just being...well...him" Wanda says, taking a step forward while glaring at Pietro not so subtly.

"Don't worry about it Wanda, I'm used to it in this town"

"Not surprised when you look like that hot stuff" Pietro winks, unsuccessfully, causing a bubble of laughter to rise in your throat, leaving Pietro red in the face from embarrassment.

"I'm afraid Vision is out at work at the moment, can I get you anything Y/N?"

"No thank you Wanda, I just came over too..."

What had I come over for? I cannot remember, just the feeling of need of being there but that would be a totally weird response and I didn't want to seem crazy to my neighbour and his hot brother.

"I just came too check up on my favourite red head" I said cheerily, almost as if the words had been fed into my mouth by a different person, that's not possible though, right?

"Of course, well, I need to meet Dottie but you can always come back later?" Wanda inquires.

"Don't sweat it sis, I'll keep the pretty lady company." Pietro quickly states.

I nod absentmindedly, but why, my social awkwardness doesn't want this.

"Perfect, see you all later"

And just like that Wanda leaves.

Me and Pietro and sit on the couch, we chat for a while, well, him flirting and me flirting back. I don't understand though, I could never flirt, how can I be being so...smooth. After 2 hours of me and Pietro looking after the boys, talking and watching T.V Wanda returns and I take my leave. Bidding them all goodnight.

Lastly, I walk up to Pietro, kiss him on the cheek and walk home.

Pietro reaches and touches his cheek where you left the peck, smiling to himself while he turns crimson.

Tommy and Billy making kissy faces and mimic Pietro being in-love. He doesn't care and simply turns around to the young boys and smirks,

"Tease away"

Right before super speeding towards them, laughing.

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