Marvel Oneshots

Chasing Shadows (Pietro Maximoff)

The moon hung high in the star-speckled sky, casting a silvery glow over the abandoned warehouse where Y/N and Pietro Maximoff found themselves on their nighttime mission. The air was thick with tension and anticipation, the sounds of their enemy echoing just outside. They had slipped in under the cover of darkness, but now they were trapped, their breaths shallow and hurried as they concealed themselves behind a stack of crates.

"Șșș, liniște," Pietro whispered, his voice low and urgent as he motioned for Y/N to remain quiet. The soft Romanian rolled off his tongue, wrapping around her like a warm embrace. He glanced at her, his striking blue eyes filled with both concern and mischief.

"Right, right," Y/N whispered back, trying to keep her heart from racing too loudly. The close proximity of their bodies in the cramped space sent adrenaline coursing through her veins, heightening her senses.

As they huddled together, the moments felt suspended in time. The world outside faded away, leaving only the sound of their breaths mingling in the cool air. Y/N could feel the heat radiating from Pietro, his body mere inches from hers. The tension between them crackled like electricity, and she couldn't help but steal glances at him, captivated by the way his silver hair shimmered in the dim light.

"Do you think they'll find us?" she asked softly, trying to divert her thoughts from the overwhelming chemistry pulsing between them.

"Dacă ne păstrăm liniștiți, nu," he replied with a grin, the corner of his mouth curling up in a way that made her heart flutter. If we stay quiet, they won't.

Y/N chuckled softly, her pulse quickening at his playful tone. "What if they do? We can't exactly outrun them in here."

Pietro leaned closer, his breath brushing against her ear as he spoke. "Oh, trust me, I can outrun anyone, anywhere. But right now, we need to be smart."

His proximity ignited a fire within her, the warmth of his body and the scent of him—something fresh and electric—invading her senses. The adrenaline from their mission coupled with the heady chemistry crackling in the air was intoxicating, and Y/N felt herself leaning in closer without even realizing it.

"Pietro..." she started, her voice barely a whisper, but he cut her off.

"Y/N, there's something I need to tell you," he said, his tone shifting from playful to serious. The atmosphere changed, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them.

"What is it?" she asked, her heart racing in anticipation. She could see the conflict in his eyes, the way he struggled to find the right words.

"Am vrut să-ți spun...," he began, his accent thickening as he searched for the right phrases. I wanted to tell you... "Mă simt mai bine când ești aproape," he finally confessed, his voice steady but low. I feel better when you are near.

Y/N's breath caught in her throat, a warm rush flooding through her. "Pietro, I—"

Before she could finish, the moment shattered as distant voices grew louder outside, drawing closer. In a split second, instinct kicked in. Without thinking, she grabbed his hand, her heart racing with fear and exhilaration.

"Now or never," she urged, adrenaline pushing her forward.

Pietro's eyes sparkled with mischief, a familiar grin breaking across his face. "Then let's make it count," he replied, and in a blink, they burst from their hiding spot, darting into the shadows of the warehouse.

They moved like a whirlwind, dodging enemies with ease. Y/N was amazed at how effortlessly Pietro weaved through the chaos, his speed creating a blur of motion that left their foes disoriented. But amidst the excitement, there was still that burning connection between them, a desire that felt undeniable.

As they rounded a corner, they found themselves momentarily hidden in a narrow passage, the sound of footsteps fading into the distance. Y/N leaned against the cool wall, her heart pounding, and looked over at Pietro.

"Did we lose them?" she asked, breathless from both the chase and their closeness.

"For now," he said, his voice low, his eyes sparkling with adrenaline. He stepped closer, closing the distance between them, the playful glint in his gaze shifting to something deeper.

"Pietro, I—"

But before she could finish her thought, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. It was as if the world had melted away, leaving only the two of them in that moment. Their kiss was fierce and passionate, filled with all the emotions they had been keeping at bay.

Y/N's hands found their way to his hair, tangling in the soft strands as she leaned into him, savoring the warmth of his body against hers. The adrenaline surged back, but this time it was mixed with something sweeter, something that tasted of longing and desire.

Pietro pulled back slightly, their foreheads resting together as they caught their breath. "So, you feel it too?" he murmured, his voice a whisper, filled with uncertainty and hope.

"More than I can say," Y/N admitted, her heart soaring at the vulnerability in his gaze. "I've felt it for a long time, but I didn't know if you—"

"I do," he interrupted, his sincerity cutting through the tension. "I've always felt it. The moment we met, I knew you were different."

Their lips met again, softer this time, but filled with the same fiery passion that had ignited before. Time seemed to stand still as they kissed, the world outside forgotten, the danger of their mission a distant memory.

When they finally pulled away, Y/N's heart raced, her cheeks flushed. "We should probably get back to the mission," she said, a playful smile on her lips.

Pietro grinned, his blue eyes sparkling. "Just one more moment," he said, leaning in for another quick kiss before they slipped back into the shadows, ready to face whatever lay ahead.