In "witch" time where the Scarlet Witch is forged, so if an offspring. A child, if you will. He is not born but forged as well as his mother, with all of the same powers and abilities as she. Y/N L/N is unknown of his great and all powerful abilitie...
It's 20 days before Christmas. The official count down has started, and it's my birthday! I'm now 16 years old, still a year younger than all my friends, but hey! A year older, nonetheless! *PING* I hear my phone go off and I go to check that my friend texted me.
PETER 😍🤤:
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BABY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I GOT A NEW HOODIE FOR YOU TO STEAL!
Me:
You know I love pink. But I think you should keep it this time. ☺️😉
PETER 😍🤤:
And why is that? 🤔
Me:
Because you look so fucking hot in pink. Also, why the duck lips 🦆💋
PETER 😍🤤:
Being goofy, duh.
Recently Peter and I have been talking about what plans I have set aside for my birthday and, I kinda wanna have sex with him. We've been dating all semester and I did promise him Christmas. But uh, I kinda wanna do something special for my birthday. So, I'm gonna keep him on his toes.
Me:
Do me a favor before you come over?
PETER 😍🤤:
Of course. Anything.
Me:
Go ahead and wipe that pretty face really well?
PETER 😍🤤:
Why? Do I have something on it?
Me:
No. I just want a clean place to sit down on 😏🤭
PETER 😍🤤:
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!
And that's when I left him on read. Peter keeps blowing up my phone with silly questions like, "What do you mean?", and "I'm confused!", "TELL ME!" I end up laughing at every messages he's sending me. "Um, bubba? Did I miss out on one of Peter's lame need jokes?" MJ asks me, hearing my laughter and walking into my bedroom. I shake my head and continue wheezing like a tea kettle going off, then I hand her my phone to read the messages. She read the messages and says, "Oh my god, Y/N! You better not suffocate him!" I stop laughing give her the most shocked and offended face I can. "Fuck you!" I say as we both start to laugh again. Then my phones starts ringing and vibrating in MJ's hand, and she screams and throws the phone at me. I don't even bother looking at the caller ID, I just answer it.
Me: Hello? Peter: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! Me: What do you mean what do I mean? Peter: You know what I'm talking about. Me: Oh Petey-pie. You're so innocent. I'm talking about sex. Peter: Oh. Wait! We're having sex tonight?! Me: Ummm. Yes? I wanted my birthday to be extra special with my special person. Peter: Awwwe, babe! Okay! I'll bring the condoms. Me: Don't bother. I already got condoms and lube. Peter: Damn okay. Then I'll bring myself? Me: I sure hope so. I'm getting tired of playing with myself.
