AOU Pietro Maxmimoff (Quicksilver) X Reader

Chapter 10 - Date

Three months went by quickly. Mabel's leg had healed enough, and now that she was able to walk again, you could see her walk with a slight limp. Her leg wasn't the best, so when it acted up, she used some guy called Loki's ( who happened to be Thor's genocidal adopted brother) useless sceptre as a cane. That didn't stop her though. She was a rocket of energy. She and Dr.Banner had become friends, and he and Tony taught her other ways to use her technology skills. Jeremy and Michael had somehow managed to convince everyone to let them train with you, no matter how much you tried to talk them out of it. Quite a bit of the fabulous curves you once possessed gave way to lean muscle.

You'd assisted on two more missions since then, and Pietro practically had to force you to be safe. After that awkward back-rub incident, you two had opened up more, though him being flustered and idiotic was a very common occurrence. Natasha and Cap were training you and the boys with hand-to-hand combat and self defence, as well as how to shoot. Michael was scarily accurate with a sniper-rifle, whilst Jeremy was a tank of energy, and he was also terribly strong. God those two learned quickly, scarily quickly.

Wanda was also teaching you how to use your magic, though her powers were strikingly different. She taught you to hide your emotions, and to become less stressed and more smooth with your movements. Though, you sometimes needed that extra kick of power when you were training.

Now, with you in some stupid band shirt and boxing shorts, and Pietro parading around in his usual attire, you were kicking his ass. You aimed a kick towards his face, and he nearly fell over dodging it. You two had agreed to try and spar without using any powers whatsoever, and you were winning. You were smaller, and lighter on your feet and absolutely dominated the twenty-two year old.

He swung a punch, which you grabbed, and twisted. He sunk to his knees and you pulled him into a chokehold. He let out a surprised gasp as he tried and failed to move away.

"You didn't see that coming?" You asked him. Instead of trying to pull your arms away from his neck, he reached back, grabbing your sides, and pulling you over his head. You landed on the mat with a pained huff and a thud. You lay there, on your back, and stared at the roof. Pietro fell on all fours, and crawled to lean over you. His head was facing the opposite direction, which made it harder to tell if he was being a jerk and frowning at you, but you guessed it was just him grinning like a dork. You returned it with a mischievous smirk.

"I bet you didn't see that one coming either." He replied. You felt an urge to hit him, but you beat down that urge with a large mental pole. You rolled your eyes, wriggling away from under him. As you sat up, you caught sight of Mabel and Wanda standing in the doorway, watching you both with extreme humour.

You glared at them, standing up. You could feel Pietro about to tackle you, so you sidestepped and watched as he nearly tripped over. He turned back to you, smiling. You swatted away a punch he sent forward, parrying it with your own to his abdomen. He lurched forward, laughing with a slight struggle. He swept one of his feet under yours, sending you toppling backwards.

As you fell, you  grabbed onto his arm, pulling him down with you. You both landed on your backs painfully, but laughing. You could hear Mabel's laughter from the doorway. You lifted your head up from the floor, glaring at her. Her laughing stopped, though you could see a wide smile still on her face. You rested your head back onto the floor. Pietro craned his head over to you.

"I'm gonna have a shower." He said, grinning. "When I'm done, would you want to go for another walk?"

"It's raining outside, dumb ass." You mumbled, pointing towards the wide window, with raindrops falling outside the glass. He rolled his eyes.

"Umbrellas."

"Mhmm." You mumbled. "Is this going to be another walk that results in coffee and obscene amounts of sugar, or one that ends in actual walking?"