Two Broken Halves- A Pietro fanfic

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THE AVENGERS HAD DRAGGED PIETRO out of the tower for the first time in well, a while.

After what happened with Ultron the speedster hadn't been the same. He had distanced himself from everyone including himself.

When he woke in the morning and looked in the mirror he didn't see himself. He saw what he was meant to be but not who he was.

He felt as though after the bullets had taken his life it didn't return to him once they were removed. He lost his parents, thought he had lost Wanda, and had lost himself.

The avengers saw that he wasn't who he was before the battle and wanted to change that. Take him to the place they all went to unwind after a particularly long day at 'avenging' as Tony would put it.

"Hey Pietro!" Peter called as he jogged to catch up with the silver haired boy.

"Hey Pete," He gave a half hearted smile as he slung an arm around the younger boys neck.

Over the last few months Pietro and Peter had gotten close. They were friends but not exactly besties.

It was Peter who first introduced this coffee shop to the avengers and now it had become apart of their weekly routine. However this would only be the second or third time Pietro had been here.

As the avengers walked through the door to they're usual seating area. The safe looked up and smiled politely being used to the fact they went there frequently, however their eyes lingered on Pietro for a moment longer.

He was about to turn around until a certain person caught his eye.

Grace Louise Taylor, a 5'6 red headed beauty. She had light freckles dotted around her face and eyes that would make anyone, man or women stop dead in their tracks and get lost in them.

They were a strange combination of colours: the middle of her iris invaded by a brown hue where as the rest of it was consumed by a turquoisey blue and a dark black ring.

Long eye lashes, and perfectly winged eyeliner.

From where she was stood, elbows propped against the counter and arse sticking out a bit. Talking or very much, flirting with a guy. He had to say she was beautiful, pretty much the most beautiful girl he'd seen.

Grace felt eyes burning into her as she turned her head around. Her ginger hair fell slightly over her shoulder.

She saw the man in all his glory, even under the baggy hoodie she knew there was a gods body underneath. His hair was slightly more messy than usual and over grown as it fell into his eyes.

His eyes. Ones that were so beautiful you could get caught looking into them for hours. Like an ocean with an anchor tied to your ankle pulling you further down.

After finishing gawking at him she shot him a flirty smile which he returned great-fully.

"Hey who you looking at?" Peter questioned as he turned his head in her direction.

Grace moved her arms so she was resting on her hands, her mouth hung agape as she looked at the younger boy.
"Parker!" She exclaimed smiling at him.

"Louise!" He yelled in the same tone walking over to her.

The avengers looked over to the two as they took they're seats Pietro joining them.

Grace ran over to Peter and hugged him longingly.

"Whose that?" Pietro questioned, not coming here often he figured it was one of Peters friends.

"Absolutely no clue." Tony answered as he furrowed his eyebrows looking closely at the girl.
"She seems too hot for Peter anyways."

He received a kick in the shin of Natasha who then scolded him by saying.
"Tony she's literally like 20, 22 at the oldest!"