Days of future past (Peter Maximoff x Reader)

Maximoff residence

We drive through a suburban neighbourhood in a dark blue Chrysler that Charles SOMEHOW had the money to rent. I stare out the window trying not to focus on Logan's thoughts so I can keep myself in suspense. Being a telepath ruins surprises; it's all fun and games until I slip up and hear what gifts I'm getting for my birthday, but I also think it's rude- I've always been told to treat people how I wish to be treated, and I wouldn't want anyone snooping around in the corners of my mind.

"Here, here, here." Logan says,
"Where" Hank questions, looking in the opposite direction to him
"Just up here" logan points his finger abruptly at a fairly nice house, it had a slanted roof, large windows in places walls probably should have been and a cobbled stone staircase leading to the front door
"Alright, alright. Don't get excited." Charles replies
"Next time, I'm driving, alright? Don't get used to it."
Logan says as we step out of the car, who know middle aged men could bicker like children. As we walk up to the house, we pass the matte blue letter box that says 'Maximoff'
"Nice name." I think.

We reach the door and Logan knocks. I hear the faint words oh shit in a feminine voice moments before a woman answer's and says
"What's he done now?. I'll just write you check for whatever he took-" Logan interrupted her
"We just need to talk to him."
She nods, then turns and shouts
"Peter! The cops are here, Again"
As we walk in I noticed the welcome mat had a burn mark on it, like a tyre skid's, and now just said 'We______me'.
Weird.

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We walk down into the basement where I can hear music and the sound of a ping pong ball bouncing.
As we reach the bottom of the stairs, I see the ping pong table and no people, just a silver blur that stops for a split second at each end of the table to hit the ball.
"What do you guys want? I didn't do anything." He said
Then I felt wind going past me.
"I've been here all day."

I quickly turn to look at the guy behind me. The first thing I noticed was his Pink Floyd shirt, I love that band, then his silver hair, then his face. Oh my god his face. Now I don't get out of the mansion much but he is definitely the best looking man I have ever seen.
Behind him are empty glass Pepsi bottles placed on a huge guitar amp. Beside him are three boxes of koss branded headphones and the walls are covered in obviously stolen road signs, it's more chaotic that what I'm normally used to

"Just relax Peter, we're not cops" Logan said
"Of course you're not cops. If you were cops you wouldn't be driving a rental car." The guy replies and Charles looks confused
"How'd you know we've got a rental car?"
"I checked your registration when you were walking to the door. I also had some time to kill, so I went through your rental agreements and saw you're from out of town." Wow okay jeez, invasive

Another gust of wind and he's stood in front of me, his face inches from mine.
" I also don't think cops are allowed to be as young and as pretty as you. Are you FBI?".     I'm stunned for words. As Charles sort of puts his hand in front of me protectively.

"Nope, you're not cops. Hey what's with this gifted youngsters place?"
He's stood behind us going through Charles' wallet; so he's a pickpocket too, noted.
Peter drops the wallet and goes to the next most interesting thing.
"That's an... old card." Charles hesitates whilst snatching up his wallet and pushing it back into his pocket .

"Well, ...he's fascinating" I mutter out
"He's a pain in the arse." Charles nudges me with his elbow, god he was definitely some great and accepting professor if he can't tolerate one mutant
"What, a teleporter?"
"No he's just fast. And when I knew him, he wasn't so ...young."

For a weird spit second I feel wind and I'm suddenly in a different corner of the room.
"Young? You guys are just old."
Peter then turns me to face him, looks me up and down, "I'm Peter by the way"
then holds a box of Twinkies out towards me
"Want one?"
" Ummm...Sure, yeah. My names (y/n)"
He does a slight laugh and next thing I know an unwrapped Twinkie is in my hand and Peter has vanished.

"So you're not afraid to show your powers?" Hank asks
"Powers? What powers? What are you talking about?"
Look, maybe he is annoying, but in a cute way so it's okay.
"Do you see something strange here?"he narrowed his eyes and stared the four of us down "Nothing anybody would believe if you told them." Logan gives him the look of of an annoyed parent

Now he he's back to where I am but he's paying attention the the Pong arcade machine
"So who are you, and what do you want?"
"We need your help, Peter" I say to him
"For what?"
"To break into a highly secured facility and to get someone out."
"Prison break? That's illegal y'know" He lets out a small laugh and I practically feel myself melt; I really need to get out more.

Logan looks around at the stolen TV's, Twinkies, Ding Dongs and other snacks,
"Well, only if you get caught."
"So what's in it for me?"
Charles takes of his shades and rubs the bridge of his nose in annoyance.
"You, you kleptomaniac, get to brake into the pentagon."

Peter looks into the distance for a few seconds as if considering the offer.
"How do I know I can trust you?"
"Because we're just like you" I look at him slightly smirking
Charles nods at logan then towards me "show him"

Logan raises a clenched fist and reveals his bone claws.
Peter screws up his face, "That's cool, but it's disgusting"
He goes to move and run again but I use my mutation to pin him in mid-run.
He starts to look around panicked until his eyes land on my smiling face.
"I'm telekinetic. You probably couldn't runaway if you tried."
The look on his face makes him look surprised but the pink in his cheeks makes him look more embarrassed. Then I hear Peters voice

I don't think I mind

I feel heat rise to my cheeks and my stomach do flips. In my embarrassment I've let go of his hands.
"She can also read your mind." Charles glares at Peter, he may not be able to read thoughts any more but he can still easily read people.