Multifandom One-shots

91. You didn't see that coming? - Pietro x reader (Marvel)

The Avengers' Training Room was bustling with activity as Y/N focused on perfecting their combat moves. The room was filled with the sounds of clashing metal, grunts of effort, and the occasional encouragement shouted across the space. Y/N was in the center of it all, their attention solely on the training dummy in front of them.

Sweat trickled down their forehead as they executed a series of precise kicks and punches. Each strike was calculated, each movement fluid. Y/N's body moved with a grace that came from hours of relentless training, their muscles reacting out of sheer muscle memory. They finished the sequence with a powerful roundhouse kick, sending the dummy rocking back on its stand.

Taking a moment to catch their breath, Y/N wiped the sweat from their brow. They were about to reset the dummy when a gust of wind whooshed past them, ruffling their hair. Before they could react, a voice whispered in their ear.

"You didn't see that coming," Pietro said, his voice full of amusement.

Startled, Y/N jumped back, spinning around to face him. Pietro stood there with his signature smirk, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

"Seriously, Pietro? Again?" Y/N said, rolling their eyes but unable to hide a small smile.

Pietro laughed; the sound infectious. "What can I say? It's too easy."

Y/N shook their head, returning to their training stance. "One of these days, Maximoff, I'll surprise you."

"Looking forward to it," Pietro replied, giving them a playful salute before speeding off to another part of the training room.

Y/N watched him go, their heart still racing from the sudden adrenaline rush. Despite the annoyance, they couldn't help but give a small smile. With a deep breath, they refocused on their training, determined to finish their session strong.

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The conference room was filled with the quiet hum of conversations as the Avengers settled into their seats. A large screen at the front displayed detailed maps and mission data, ready for the upcoming briefing. Y/N chose a seat near the middle, hoping to remain inconspicuous and focus on the task at hand.

Just as they were pulling out their tablet to review the mission notes, Pietro slid into the seat next to them with his usual effortless grace. He nudged Y/N playfully, causing them to glance up in surprise.

"Hey, did you hear the one about the speedster and the superhero?" Pietro whispered, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Y/N tried to suppress a smile. "Pietro, now's not the time."

Undeterred, Pietro leaned closer, his breath warm against Y/N's ear. "Why don't we make it the time? What's the point of a mission briefing if you can't have a little fun?"

Y/N's cheeks flushed, the proximity making it hard to concentrate. They kept their eyes on the screen, trying to focus on the information being presented, but Pietro's presence was impossible to ignore. He whispered another joke, this one even more absurd, and Y/N had to bite their lip to keep from laughing.

As the briefing continued, Pietro's playful comments and occasional flirty remarks became a constant distraction. He brushed his hand against theirs when reaching for his tablet, causing a jolt of electricity to run through Y/N. The combination of his charm and the physical closeness made it difficult to maintain composure.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to steady their racing heart. "Pietro, we need to focus. This is important."

"Alright, alright," he conceded, though his grin remained. "But you have to admit, you didn't see that coming."