Forever

21

Bree walks out of the kitchen the next afternoon and sits next to Pietro with her hand on his thigh. She folds one leg beneath her and he lays his arm over her shoulders with a small smile before Peter walks in and instantly turns to her.

"Dude." He points with wide eyes and a smile.

"Bro." She chuckles and does the same thing, gaining everyone's attention.

"People like me now." He nods and she laughs as the others hold back their teasing. "So many people were talking to me, kinda made me uncomfortable, but kinda cool and I didn't have to deal with Flash because they did."

"You're welcome." She grins as he sits in the armchair. "I'm cool." She smirks and they chuckle.

"You're a Stark." Tony corrects.

"I'm cool."

-

Bree is still in the same spot she was over an hour ago, but with her short legs over and between Pietro's.

They're both on their phones when she pushes her hair behind her shoulder and he looks at her. His eyes go slightly wide before he manually fixes them and pulls her hair back in place.

She gives him a confused look and he leans down to whisper "hickey" in her ear before sitting back up. The back of his hand covers his mouth with his elbow on the back of the couch as she slowly smiles.

She looks at the group for a quick second to make sure they hadn't seen what happened and turns back to him with a grin. He rubs her arm with a chuckle, making her smile brightly while holding in a laugh.

"What're you two laughing at?" Wanda smiles a bit and they look over.

"Nothing." She shrugs.

"Right." She doubts and she chuckles.

"It was something on her phone that she showed me." He lies with a small agape smirk.

"Hey, I have a question." Clint raises his hand a bit. "How come you still have your accent, but Wanda's faded away?" He asks suspiciously and Bree gasps.

"Are you about to insult his accent?" She gets to her knees and hugs his head and he chuckles as the others smile and Clint squints his eyes. "His beautiful accent. I love it, don't get rid of it." She demands quickly and he nods. "You bitch." She breathes while looking Clint up and down. "You and your american accent." She grimaces. "Gross."

"Do you not have the same exact accent?" He shakes his head.

"No, I do." She nods with raised brows. "But his is better."

"Your nose is brown." He raises a brow.

"Your arrows are dumb." She tilts her head and they chuckle. "Did see that coming?" She raises her brows and Pietro laughs with a few others as Clint just sighs. "You bitch." She breathes again. "Uh-uh."

-

Pietro runs onto Bree's floor when she's up there and quietly comes up behind her standing in the kitchen with her phone. He stops behind her and pulls his hoodie out before quickly putting it over her head to trap her in, causing her to jump in fright with a small shout and then breathes a smile.

"Heaven?" She jokes.

He starts laughing and she turns around to hug his waist with a sigh and grin.

"No, this is Heaven." She closes her eyes with her head on his bare front.

"You're hands are cold." He chuckles.

She smiles and quickly moves her palms to his stomach, causing him to jump with a hiss of a curse as he quickly backs away and releases her from the black hole. She smiles as he pushes her hands between his arms to warm them with furrowed brows and an agape smile.

"What, did you stick them in the freezer or something?" He squeezes them in there while fixing her hair, making her laugh.

"No, I'm just cold." She shakes her head.

"Clearly."

He grabs her hips and lifts her onto the counter and takes her hands back to put them together and cup them in his to warm them up himself all while she smiles at him. He breathes hot air on her hands and rubs them together with furrowed brows and she chuckles.

"You're so sweet." She shakes her head and he slowly smiles with the same brows.

"Why?"

"Like, aggressively sweet, I love it." She scrunches up her nose and he chuckles. "Can I have a kiss like that?"

"I don't know how to do that." He states with a small agape smile.

"Ugh, boo." She rolls her eyes.

She pulls her hands free to cup his cheeks and pull him into a rough, but caring kiss.

"Like that?" He asks while resting on his hands on either side of her.

"Was it sweet?" She smiles a bit.

"Weirdly, yes." He nods and she chuckles cutely, making him smile.

"Then, yes."