Multi-Fandom One Shots

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)- Shoulda Put a Ring on it

It was your birthday, so obviously Tony threw a huge party and you found yourself surrounded by faces you didn't know. You'd lost your boyfriend, the one and only Pietro Maximoff(who you had a surprise planned for in a moment), in your search for the billionaire who had thrown this massive party. You found yourself incrediably nervous.

"Tony, could I have a word?" When you had finally found him, he was speaking to a couple of strangers who seemed startled you'd dare call Tony by his first name. They obviously didn't know who this party was for.

"Ah, there's the birthday girl!" The Iron Man exclaimed, much to the strangers surprise. You couldn't help but think "Yea this is my party." at them, but refrained from saying so out loud.

"Can we talk for a second?" You shifted your weight in your heels nervously.

"Anything for you darling." He winked, You rolled your eyes and lead him a couple of steps away.

"Is everything good? Are we all set?" You asked, nearly shaking.

"Of course sweetcheeks, and I've got the goods right here." Tony reached into his pocket and pulled out a box, which you took from him and deposited into your clutch. You sighed in relief.

"Tony, you are the greatest, you know that right?" You hugged him.

"I know, what would you do without me." He smiled. "Great, now we need to get you a drink, something to loosen you up." He lead you over to the bar where you spotted your silver-haired boyfriend through the crowd. You began to feel even more nervous than you had been.

"Hello my love." Pietro smiled when he saw you and kissed you. He looked irresistable in his black dress shirt and slacks, his hair was combed, but he ran his hands through it to much to keep it nice. And you loved him so much.

"Well, I'll leave you to lovebirds to it, I have some important bussiness to attend to." As Tony turned he winked at you, clueing you in as to what the important business involved. Your palms began to sweat as you turned back to Pietro.

"Love, are you feeling well?" He asked in his thick accent, the same accent that never ceased to make you melt. You gripped your clutch tighter, feeling the small box within it through the fabric.

"Yeah, I could use a drink though." You decided on some wine, and soon enough there was a glass in your hand. Could Tony go any slower? You hoped nothing went wrong. Oh god, if something did go wrong only you and Tony knew about your plan, no one would know what was going on or how to fix it. You sipped on the drink, trying to ease your jumping nerves before your boyfriend could see through your act.

"You seem nervous, yes?" You nearly jumped at the sound of his voice, being so lost in though you forgot where you were. You looked into the concerned eyes of Pietro, hoping your face didn't give anything away. "Did someone say something to you? Do you need me to have a few words with them?" You chuckled and put a hand on his shoulder, easing away his worries.

"No, no one said anything Pietro."

"Then what is the matter?" Oh no. Your mind was to unfocused to come up with a good cover story. You stood there for a moment, wracking your brain.

"I...um...I just..."

"Lady's and gentlemen, may I have your attention please." Saved by the Tony. You slumped in relief when Pietro's attention fixed on the man at the mic, and not you. Thank god. "I would like to take a moment to make a toast to the lady of the hour, (Y/N)." Everyone clapped and wished you happy birthday. "Yes, happy birthday sweet cheeks. Now if you and your dashing young boyfriend wouldn't mind, I have a special song just for you two." You were almost afraid to let Tony choose the song, not putting it past him to play something stupid just to embarrass you, but he actually chose nicely. The cords of the song 'Wonderwall' began to sound through the large room, putting a smile on your face.