Pools of love (Gwenpool x male reader)

Say yes

Y/n and Kitty sit in the waiting area of a large, prestigious looking tower in the floating Inhuman city of Attilan. The Illuminati were gathered in their chambers as they came to a verdict. Hulk was elsewhere, caged. Kitty seizes Y/n's hand and grips it comfortingly.

Kitty Pryde: Is everything okay?

Y/n: Yeah.

He gazes into the eyes of his partner, if any of his adventures over the past twelve months had taught him anything: it was to cherish the small moments of serenity. He had witnessed deaths both friend and foe, even taken a few lives himself. He was often asked -knowing then what he knew now- if he would've walked into that convenience store on that faithful night.

Y/n: Just thinking.

Kitty Pryde: About what's gonna happen?

Y/n smiles, pulling Kitty closer to him.

Y/n: About everything that has happened.

The answer was yes. He'd say yes.

Y/n: You remember how we met?

Kitty grins, shifting her legs so she was practically sitting on his lap. She lays her head on his shoulder and plays with his hair using the hand which wasn't hugging his chest.

Kitty Pryde: I was in the cafeteria with Kurt and Anna-Marie when Jubes walks in with the cutest guy I ever saw.

Y/n laughs dryly, making Kitty chuckle herself. He pulls her round fully so that they are face to face on the bench, faces inches apart.

Y/n: What happened after that?

Kitty Pryde: I'll remind you.

She clutched at the back of his head and slowly pulls it towards her own. As their eyes draw shut a blast door opens, snapping them out of it.

Y/n: Cockblocking goody two-shoes sons of-

Iron Man: -You sound like your ex.

Kitty gets off of Y/n's lap and the two gaze upon the full cast of The Illuminati. Iron Man, Black Bolt, Mr. Fantastic, Namor, Doctor Strange and Charles Xavier.

Kitty Pryde: Not seeing a whole lot of female representation in this group.

Namor: We have come to a conclusion on the events that transpired earlier today.

Kitty silently grumbles at the dismissal of her question, though her attention is swayed when a large metal pod -resembling an egg in shape- is presented before them.

Mr. Fantastic: Bruce Banner's alter ego otherwise known as 'The Hulk' has become too dangerous to contain.

Iron Man: This shuttle will take him to a far away planet where he can't endanger the lives of innocent civilians anymore.

Y/n: So you're banishing him to space? Is that your solution to goddamn everything?!

Kitty Pryde: You can't just send a hero away to die!

Charles Xavier: This is not a decision we make lightly, Miss Pryde.

Doctor Strange: In the grand calculus of human life: The Hulk has taken more innocent lives than any hero, past or future.

Black Bolt then communicates via sign language which is translated telepathically via Professor X.

Black Bolt: [We have chosen an uninhabited planet for Hulk, so he may live in peace without conflict].

Y/n: This isn't right.

Black Bolt: [It is necessary].

Mr. Fantastic: It's not ideal, we know that.