Marvel One-Shots + More! | DISCONTINUED

ƒíѵҽ : Ticklish [ ριєтяσ мαχιмσff ]

[ a/n - ... I need more friends in the marvel fandom ; ; ]

Breathing in and out, you lazily got out of bed. Meaning you would literally just roll out of bed and make an attempt to get yourself out of your own room. That only brought you no luck since you were on the ground, tiredly reaching up at the doorknob to try and open it. Groaning in frustration, you lifted yourself up a bit to successfully open the door. You gazed up to be faced with Pietro.

"Ooh, it's too early for you two to be getting it on, lovebirds." you heard someone chuckle. Going back to inching you way around like a worm, you searched for the voice and found none other than Tony leaning on the wall with a beer shaking in his hand.

"Isn't too early for you to try to get wasted?" you remarked, smirking in satisfaction at your comeback. Tony just laughed and pranced away, warning you and Pieteo about the cameras hidden all over the tower.

You inched your way back to your comfy bed and set your back against your mattress and bedframe. Combing your hand through the tangles that created your bedhead, you glanced back up at Pietro to find him still standing there in the exact same spot. "Is there something you need, Pietro?" you asked, humming.

He stepped over to you without using his superspeed and sat on your bed, grabbing your comb. He brushed your hair smoothly and softly before kissing your forehead, making your stomach all bubbly at how sweet he was being. You leaned your head on one of his legs and hugged it.

You closed your eyes while enjoying the comfortable vibe Pietro was giving off. "C'mon, Pietro. I know you did not come here just to fix my nest that everyone claims is my hair and give me little kisses, though I didn't mind at all."

He chuckled and pressed his lips on your head again-- your head that held hair with no tangles and was now glossy. "I just wanted to spend the day with you today." You smoothed your hair using your fingers again and smiled at the end result.

You climbed up your way to him to hug his torso and snuggle your head in the crook of his neck, leaving a few small kisses. Pietro grinned to himself and carried you off the the kitchen, where your breakfast already awaits you. You make a victory sound and immediately munch down, giving a muffled thank you for the delicacies with your mouth full.

When you finish, you stride on over to the couch and flop down with Pietro trailing close behind. You let him sit down first so you could lay your head on his lap while you watch a couple of your favorite movies: some romantic comedies, some action, and some family movies you loved since you were a child. Pietro plays with your hair as you slowly drift into a slumber on your fourth movie.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon, you woke up by yourself. You glimpsed around to look for Pietro but you didn't see him. You set yourself up and stretched your body out. You let you a yelp when you felt arms wrap around your form from behind. You instantly knew it was Pietro and began to turn around only to go into a giggle fit.

"N-no! Pi-Pietro! Don't tickle m-me!" you cried, trying to warn him but he doesn't stop and now he's hovering over you.

"Why not? It is harmless fun." he smirked.

"B-because--!" You stopped pleaing once you heard Pietro groan in pain and plop onto the floor beside the couch. "That's why..."

You crawled down to him and brushed his hair out of his face. "Aw, I'm so so sorry, Pietro..." He groaned in response, holding a hand over his crotch and the other over his eye, that was now swollen.

"I tried to warn you about my reflexes, though."

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You dabbed Pietro's eye with an ice pack, kissing him once in a while for apologizes. He explained over and over that he was fine and he should've listened to you when you warned him.

"Wow," the mocking tone of Clint mouthed. "What happened to the speedster here?"

You rolled your eyes and threw the second ice pack at his face. He grabbed it and scoffed, "What? It's just ice."

Steve walked in with Natasha and Tony following behind. Once they saw the state that Pietro was in and what Clint was holding, some snickered and laughed while others had their gag reflex activated when the realization hit them.

"What?"

You giggled and pointed to the ice pack, "Let's just say," You stopped explaining due to your endless laughing. "I also accidentally hit a place where no man wants to be hit."

Clint dropped the ice pack and gagged, holding onto the wall to keep himself from falling down then running around trying to find water or anything else to cleanse himself.

"That's what you get for stalking Pietro and I last Saturday."

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published: july 28, 2016
edited: july 24, 2016

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