(Female Reader)
*Just a general note I know next to nothing about being deaf so if (more like when) I get anything wrong my apologies*
Pietro's POV
She has to wake up. She has to. I should've talked her out of this stupid cochlear implant. She's the love of my life, and she could possibly be in a coma for who knows how long. She doesn't need to change, I don't want her to change one bit.. God, how could there have been a complication? What the hell am I supposed to do if if lose her? I just need her...her, thats all. I can't live without her. For once, I feel like I'm going in slow motion.
Now I'm just sitting here beside her, not letting go of her hand for a second. Staring up at her, I just wanted her to open her eyes. To be okay. It feels like it's been days since I saw her completely okay.
FLASHBACK
Y/N's POV
Do you really think this is a good idea? You signed to Clint who was the only one you could really talk to. Tony made you some sort of gadget that let you type your thoughts which would then be read out loud, but you preferred not to use it.
It's really your call, Y/N. I mean yeah it could help, but it's a major procedure. Clint replied, not being much of a help.
Thanks Clint, real helpful. You rolled your eyes, frustrated by this whole decision. Of course I want to hear, I mean there's so many things in the world I've been missing... but what if it's not everything I thought it'd be? What if I won't be as happy as I thought? Do you think someone could actually be happier deaf than...aware? Can that happen? Is that a thing? Clint chuckled at your ranting. Oh how you wish you could hear the sound...
Talk to Pietro, if anyone can help you clear your head it's your boyfriend. I hate to admit but his signing is getting pretty good. Clint added, standing up just as Pietro came into the living room. He flashed that award winning smile and you felt a small grin on your own face.
Clint clapped Pietro on the back as he passed, and said something discretely to him. You were about to sign to them, asking them what Clint said, when you realized no one would even know you spoke. Pietro made his way over to you, signing hello before giving you a short peck on the lips. The couch dipped down next to you and Pietro asked what was wrong.
Nothing, just thinking. You replied with a smile, even if you were feeling particularly torn. He proceeded to sign to you about his day, even if he had some trouble here and there. You were so touched, honestly, that he was trying so hard to make it easy for you. But you saw how difficult it was for him. He signed a goodbye and that he loved you, and suddenly your mind was made up. You had to get this implant, for him. You had to hear his voice, and you had to be able to actually tell him you loved him.
END FLASHBACK
Pietro's POV
"Y/N...? I know you can't hear me, I mean you probably can't, but I... I need you. I need you more than I need air, Princessa. I can't do this without you, as much as I hate to admit... because now that I've said it, I'm most definitely screwed," I lightly laughed, feeling tears in my eyes. "I really won't be able to get you off my mind now...Maybe you feel the same way, I hope you do...so just, squeeze my hand if you can hear me? Please?" My voice cracked more than I wished, and I couldn't help but scold myself for not really admitting my deeper feelings until now. I just need her to wake up...
Y/N POV
As soon as you were conscious, you were surrounded by a ringing. Man, it was annoying. Constant and high pitch, and it wouldn't let up. That is, until something cut through it like a knife.
Someone was holding your hand, you were sure of that, but there was something else. The person was talking. Their voice was quiet and foggy but...wait...voice? Voice?! You could hear them talking. Suddenly you had the intense urge to open your eyes. To hear them fully, and just tell them you loved them. If it was the someone you thought it was, of course.
His grip tightened on your hand, and you did your best to squeeze back. Remembering that you underwent surgery, you knew you'd be weak, but you ignored that. Using all your strength, you squeezed (hopefully) Pietro's hand and practically forced your eyes open.
Your surroundings were blinding at first, but they softened eventually. Enough so to let you focus on the love of your life sitting to your right. He had tears in his eyes and the biggest smile on his face. The words flowing from his moving mouth became clearer and clearer, and then you could hear them. Every word that he said. Tears welled up in your eyes and for some reason, only one phrase came to mind as a reply.
"You...y-you really do...h-have, an accent," you said choppily with tears now streaming down your face, and Pietro laughed the most beautiful laugh. "I-I love...you," you added with the utmost confidence.
"I love you too Princessa..." he replied, never letting go of your hand.
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What's a happening guys, thanks for reading. This was a prompt request that I really like the idea of so I hoped you guys liked it and I hope it wasn't too confusing with the POV switching the flashback and shit. Eh, anyway vote, comment, and request! Ily all
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