Pools of Love 2 (Gwenpool x Male Reader)

A Noble Mission

At an outdoors café, Y/n takes his aspirin as the waitress brings him and Gwen a large plate of nachos to share.

Gwen Poole: We go to so many cafés...

She takes a nacho and drowns it in dip before fitting the whole thing in her mouth. She then proceeds to rub her bare arms, the vest and pyjama shorts combo not allowing for much warmth.

Y/n: You okay?

Gwen Poole: Cold. This fit's even more impractical than my Gwenpool costume.

Y/n removes his jacket and passes it to Gwen, careful not to ruin it by accidentally dipping it in sauce. She wraps it around herself and smiles sweetly at him as she zips herself up.

Gwen Poole: I haven't even done any superheroing since Ultron, I'm gonna lose my figure.

Y/n: I think you look great.

Gwen Poole: So do I, but I have to keep up appearances, babe. Only way I can do that is to-

Gwen is cut off as rays of super speed converge to reveal another -older- Quicksilver, approximating a similar age to his sister.

Pietro Maximoff: Hey! Am I too late?

Y/n: Pietro?

This version of Quicksilver does not wear a super suit like his younger counterpart. Instead, the older Pietro rocks a grey tracksuit with blue lines running from his ankles to his shoulders. His hair is still white, though disheveled and stubble litters his face.

Pietro Maximoff: Uhh, yeah. I'm the proper one though, like the one from the present.

Y/n: Yeah, we just met past you.

Gwen Poole: He was a bit much.

Pietro Maximoff: Okay, at least I'm here at the right time.

Y/n: Right time for what?

Another explosion goes off in the distance, at this point it should be New York's defining trait. Gwen and Y/n look up from their food but don't seem too bothered.

Pietro Maximoff: I'm gonna go uhh...

Gwen Poole: Yeah, you do that.

Pietro zips off and the couple re-engage their conversation. Elsewhere -at Avengers Tower- two of the flagship members walk through the halls.

She-Hulk: What the hell was that?

Wanda Maximoff pulls up a surveillance screen and views the same explosion that rocked the street nearby Y/n and Gwen. She spies the Brotherhood of Mutants, the past version of her brother among them.

Wanda Maximoff: Trouble...

The angered Wanda turns with She-Hulk as the sound of smashing glass alerts them to something. A jet-propelled robot dog flies dangerous around the foyer with Iron Man and Vision in tow.

She-Hulk: Care to help us out with these terrorists?

Iron Man: Sorry! Kinda busy!

Vision: Stark, I told you countless times not to boost the propulsion levels past 70%!

Iron Man: You're a robot! I know you counted how many times you told me!

Vision: Correct, it was 147 times!

The women roll their eyes, though they would receive some help, as an ally rounds the corner of another part of the tower.

Ms. Marvel: Is that a flying dog?!

Wanda Maximoff: Kamala! We need your help with something.

Ms. Marvel: What?! Is this official Avengers stuff?!