Pietro x Reader 'Broken things'

*WARNING SAD END* (maybe?)

Request by totally_reckless
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Flashback

"You're it! " You happily squealed as you ran away from Pietro and Wanda. "Hey no fair (Y/N)!" Pietro complained, as his little feet ran to catch you. Wanda just giggled her usual happy toddler giggle, as she started running. Your and the twins parents were sitting on a bench, happily watching their kids running around on the grassy. Pietro and Wanda were about six years old, you five. You were looking behind you to see how close the twins were from catching you. Big Mistake.
Crack!

You tripped over a rather large piece of wood and fell. You landed on your hands and knees. Your knee landed on a stone and your hands in the dirt. You cute (f/c) dress was dirty now and you knee was covered in blood. It took you a few seconds to realize what happened, before a wave of pain hit your body. Just then you started to cry. "W-waaaaah P-pietro! W-wanda!! Heeeelp! Waaaaahaaahaaaa! " "(Y/N)!!! " Pietro and Wanda screamed as they ran to your sides. "I-I-I f-fell! It huuuuurts! " You cried as you hugged the twins. "Wanda! Get Mom and dad! " Pietro ordered. Wanda nodded shakily and ran off. You sat there for a few more seconds crying in pietro' s arms before he knelt down to look at your knee. He wiped your tears away and gave you a sweet toddler-cheek-kiss. "Don't cry (Y/N) there's no use to cry after broken things. " He said as he swooped you up and ran to the worried parents.

*Present Time*

Pietro laid there, not moving in front of you. There were about 20 Bullet holes in his body. You could hear Wanda screaming in the distance. The piece of city, that was moved into the air by ultron, was slowly falling apart, and people screamed and struggled to get on the rescue helicopters. You didn't feel anything at the moment. Behind you was Clint with a shocked and pitiful expression. He was holding this goddamn brat in his arms. Why goddamn? Because if he wouldn't have been there, pietro would still be alive. A few minutes of silence and people's screames passed. Everyone was on the rescue helicopters now, and they started to take off. A few other avengers screamed your name, that you should leave already, but you wouldn't move. You didn't want to. You couldn't. Wanda tried to pry you from your spot but failed miserably before Clint came running to you and Wanda and threw her over his shoulder. Clint shot you a sad guilty look and left to jump on the helicarrier. Everything was shaking, it was just a matter of seconds before the whole island would fall apart. You let the tears fall down now, you didn't care if anyone saw you, you didn't care if you could die any second, you just wanted pietro to wake up. You cried and screamed for a few more seconds before a cold hand caressed your cheek. Your eyes shot open to see a bloody smiling pietro maximoff. "N-no use...crying over...b-broken things (Y/N)..." You stared in shock before you smiled sadly and put his head in your lap to stroke his hair softly. "I love you pietro..." You smiled through your tears. He smiled and said. "I love...you...too..." And he took his last breathe.
The last tear rolled down your cheek and you kissed his lips softly.

Then the city fell apart.

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A few days later there was a funeral to remember you and pietro. Obviously your dead bodies weren't found, but fury thought it was important to make a grave in the garden of the shield base. Wanda insisted.

*Two years later*
Wanda was standing in front of your grave, hair messy, with a bottle in her hand and a gun in the other. She was under depression since you and her brother died.

She carefully pointed the gun to her head and read the text on pietro's grave carefully. "No use to cry over broken things. " Wanda smiled and said to herself. "I won't cry brother... (Y/N)..." Then she pulled the trigger.

The End