Authors note:
addressing the haters. ITS MY DR NOT JAYS, IN MY DR JAY DATES YELENA SO STFU U MAKING ME SILVERSIDAL🙄🖕
anyways
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I ignore the thought about the thunderstorm and shift my focus to Pietro. He has his eyes on the road ahead of him and one hand on the wheel, the other hand on his lap.
He seems to notice me glancing at him because he looks at me, "what?" he has a smile on his face. He looks at me for a few more seconds before he looks back at the road.
I smile at him and take my feet off the dashboard. "Nothing" I say while keeping my eyes fixated on his. I look at the road above us and notice we are going through New York. I sit up in my seat properly and look at the window.
Paparazzi seem to notice us through the tinted windows because they begin setting up cameras along the sides of the roads and nature strips. The car slows down to 20 kph as we make our way through the busy streets.
I still don't know where we are going and I don't bother to ask. We pull into a parking lot next to a botanical garden. Pietro finds a car park quickly and we get out. I grab my handbag from the back seat and meet Pietro on the other side of the car.
He grabs his wallet from inside the car and I open my handbag so he can put it in. He holds my hand and guides me out of the car park and across the road. I notice a lot of people taking photo's of us. I'm so use to it I don't even pose for them, instead I keep my eyes on Pietro's hand wrapped around in mine.
We enter a fancy looking restaurant and as soon as we step in waiters guide us to our table. We take a seat and I grab the menu that's laying on the table in front of me.
"Do you want to order now?" I ask Pietro, his already reading the menu.
"Yeah, whatever you want" he glances at me over his menu. I keep reading for another minute, then I look at Pietro who already has decided what he wants.
A waiter comes over to our table and takes Pietro's order, then mine. "Uhm- can I please have the parma and just a coke please" I say with a wide smile on my face. The waiter leaves the table and heads to the kitchen.
"How was training?" I ask Pietro, trying to start a conversation in the awkward silence.
He turns his full attention to me and smiles. "It was alright. I was partnered with Ariba so it was nice" he says, fiddling with his fingers.
"Oh yeah. How has Ariba been?" I ask him. I haven't seen Ariba much lately. She went on a mission with Bucky all week and only got back yesterday. I was out all day yesterday so I didn't get a chance to see her.
"We didn't talk much. She was watching you, Tony and Steve bicker most of the time. It was quite funny though" Pietro admits.
"Class clown" I say, keeping my eyes on Pietro's. "Ok but quick question".
"What is it?" Pietro says, smiling.
"Why have you been ignoring me? Just because it's my birthday soon doesn't mean you have to ignore me" I say while laughing.
"Because I'll spoil everything. Like every other year. I'm surprised I haven't yet" Pietro debates.
"I'm surprised too!" I say laughing. "It's ok. I don't really care if you spoil it. I hate surprises anyways, I'd rather you spoil it then you ignore me for the next week and a half" I say as the waiter places our meals and drinks in front of us.
"Thank you" Pietro says as the waiter leaves to go to another table. "If I'm being completely honest, Wanda and Jay told me to. So like- blame them" he says as he starts cutting up his steak.
"Wanda and Jay did? What bitches. I mean I expect that from Wanda, but Jay? I'm hurt" I place my hand over my heart. I start cutting up my parma.
Pietro just shakes his head and smiles as he puts a piece of steak into his mouth. "Is it cooked right?" I ask him.
"Perfect" he says in between chews. He must see something because he turns his head slightly. I look the same way.
"Paparazzi?" I ask him and he nods. "You know I never get paparazzi on Asgard?".
"Really?" He says in disbelief.
"Really. Which is kind of crazy since I'm a goddess and princess over there. But yeah I never get it. Every now and then I'll get some little kid looking at me in like the market section, and I'll go up to them and meet them but they just treat me like any other person there"
"I want to go there soon, I haven't been in ages" Pietro implies.
I check my watch. "I'm going there on Thursday and I'll get back on Sunday. You can come then if you want" I say as I finish my salad.
"Alright" Pietro says as he takes the last bite of his steak.
So Pietro is going to Asgard with me on Thursday, four days away.
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Chasing | Mcu Fanfic
FanfictionI don't own any of these characters. This is as if it were in my DR. Other characters are apart of the mcu shifting group on amino. Enjoy :)
