Marvel Imagines

Pietro & Wanda- Powers Pt. 2

(Requested in the comments)

"Hey, Speedy!" You shout, drawing your best friends attention by waving your hands around.

He's in front of you in a flash, grabbing your arms while chuckling. "You are embarrassing me, (Y/n)."

You scoff. "I'm embarrassing you? Do I need to remind you of the document incident-?"

He rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. That was an accident. How was I supposed to know everyone's papers would fly everywhere when I ran by?"

"You fully knew what you were doing, Maximoff. Don't play dumb," You say, stabbing a finger on his chest.

He smiles crookedly. "I am not playing dumb, (Y/n)."

You narrow your eyes, about to give him an earful, when Wanda shouts your name. When you turn, Pietro's gaze follows you lovingly without you knowing it.

"Oh thank God I found you two. I've been wandering around the compound for an hour." Wanda says breathlessly.

You sling an arm over her shoulder. "Sorry, Wanda. You know how we can get, always fighting over something."

Wanda shoots Pietro a look. "What was it this time?"

Pietro smirks. "It is none of your-"

"Say concern and I smack you," Wanda snaps.

"I was going to say business,"

Placing a hand on Pietro's chest and Wands shoulder, you look between the twins. Wanda's eyes widen at Pietro.

"Do I need to keep a rain cloud over your heads for the rest of the day?" You ask.

When you let your hand fall to your sides, Pietro frowns.

"(Y/n)," Wanda whines, bouncing slightly on one foot. "He started it. He knows it hate it when people say-"

""It's none of your concern",I know."

She looks up at Pietro with narrowed eyes. "Besides, my brother has to tell you something-"

Pietro's face whitens. "You promised not to do that!"

"I am sorry, but your thoughts about her are not exactly quiet."

"Stop reading my mind," Pietro groans, running a hand through his silvery hair.

You raise an eyebrow. "I'm lost?"

Wanda blinks. "I uh, have to file some paperwork."

"You don't have a desk job, Wanda!" You shout after her.

When you turn to look at Pietro, he's staring down at you in concentration.

"What?" You ask, placing your hands on your cheeks. "Do I have something on my face?"

He smiles weakly. "Actually, I do see something."

You swipe at your forehead and hair. "Get it off then!"

He nods and before you could process what's happening, he presses his lips on yours.

"Pietro!" You gasp.

He flashes in back of you, nervously rubbing his neck. "Look, (Y/n), if you don't feel the same I-"

You spin around and not so smoothly, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him close. "Ya'know, all this time, I've been wondering when you'd do that."