Evan Peters Drabbles

I Just Wanted Another Me (Quicksilver [X-Men] x Reader)

You loved your husband dearly, but he was probably the most obnoxious mutant & human being on the entire planet. He loved to piss you off, especially by stealing things, your things. When you first met, he would harmlessly steal things from you just to get you to talk to him. It was always little things: your favorite book, your favorite beanie, even your most beloved piece of jewelry. He would give it back the moment you noticed it was missing, claiming he found it or you left it at his place. You didn't even realize that he was actually taking your possessions until after you started dating.

A little bit after you two began to date, things started going missing. This time, it was bigger more pertinent things, like a research paper that you only had one copy of or your computer. You eventually realized that he was doing this all on purpose, just to spite you.

Despite his childish antics & annoying ways, you still loved him, enough to marry the silver-haired goggle-wearing idiot. For the first few months after he officially put a ring on it, he didn't steal a thing. It was almost bizarre, but wonderful nonetheless. Being able to wake up & get work done without having to waste time looking for items that Peter stole; however, that bliss didn't last long & eventually, he was back to his old ways.

The day his stealing-to-piss-you-off antics resurfaced, an interesting item had gone missing: condoms. As you opened the medicine cabinet & realized they were gone, you raised your eyebrows. Why in the Hell would he take them? It didn't make sense. What made even less sense was the fact that he didn't return them. You asked him about it but he claimed to have no idea they were missing, let alone where they were. That was very strange. Peter always returned the items he stole after you asked him about it. You figured that maybe he didn't steal them & you had just misplaced them, but when your birth control pills went missing, you became suspicious again.

Again, it didn't make sense. What would Peter want with your birth control pills? Thinking you misplaced them like the condoms, you went out & bought another box, only to have them gone the following morning.

Once more, you confronted Peter, but he denied having any knowledge of their absence.

You knew something was up when you went to your favorite local grocery store & saw that they were completely out of birth control pills. The shelves were literally empty, not a single box present. Later at home, you asked Peter to check other stores, but he too claimed to have found the same predicament at every store he went to. He jokingly dismissed it as a "nationwide birth control shortage" & dropped the subject.

Eventually, it was a week before Mother Nature was due to pay a visit & you still couldn't find any birth control pills in town. It was baffling to you that a whole town could just be out of birth control pills. You had become so frustrated with this whole ordeal that you began taking it out on your husband.

"How the fuck can there be absolutely no birth control pills? This doesn't make any sense all I need is one goddamn box," Peter stared at you, guilt evident on his face. Since it was getting close, your moodiness was beginning, although it had never been this bad before. It was most likely the excess stress & confusion this whole mess was causing that made you this way, but if you didn't find a box of pills soon, you were going to lose it.

"Maybe you can try a month without them? Just this one month?" Peter suggested.

You sighed, "I may just have to, I don't know how I'm going to do it but I guess I'll have to."

He grinned, "Thankfully, there isn't a shortage of ice cream & Midol."

You laughed, "And this is why I married you."

Once the dreaded week came, Peter was especially generous to you. He got you whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted, & then some. To say he spoiled you was an understatement. Although this was usual behavior, he took it to a whole new level, which made you suspicious. So, you walked into his game room to ask him what was up. What you found there left you at a loss for words.

At the very back of the room an entire wall was formed out of birth control pills, containing probably every single box available in the state.

What the fuck?

Just then, Peter zoomed in & nearly crashed into you. He stopped & saw you, his eyes widening in shock & fear, "Oh uh hey, Wifey, what are you doing down here?"

You glared at him, "Peter, why the fuck are you a birth control thief?!"

He held his hands up in surrender, "I can explain."

"How do you explain a goddamn wall of all the birth control pills in this state!"

"I...I just wanted another me, okay?"

You made a confused face, "Another you? Peter, what the Hell are you talking about?"

He sighed & ran a hand through his hair, "I just...really really wanted to have a baby with you, but I was afraid to ask so I thought if I just hid all the birth control pills from you, you'd just forget about them & we could try & if it worked I'd pretend to be surprised even though I was really expecting & hoping for it."

You stared at him incredulously, "You...you want to have a baby with me?"

He smiled, his dimples showing, "Well, yeah! Lorna's older now & I can't take care of her like I used to, & I really miss taking care of her & being her big brother that had to protect her & basically be her father," he blushed a little, "I just wanted to be a dad again, except be an actual, biological dad."

You smiled widely & laughed at your husband, "Peter, you didn't have to make this so complicated! You should have just asked," you walked over to him & wrapped your arms around his waist & smiled up at him, "I would have said yes in a heart beat."

He smiled widely, "Really?"

You laughed, "Of course, why wouldn't I want to have a kid with you?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, I'm kind of a big dork."

You snorted, "Peter, you are the biggest dork on this planet, but that's what I love about you."

He smiled, blushing a little, "Aww thanks Wifey. You're the best," you leaned up & kissed him gently. He reached down & picked you up bridal style, making you squeak in surprise, "Now about that baby, I think we should start practicing now. I think the next month would be a sufficient amount of time for non-stop practice."

You raised an eyebrow, "A whole month? Peter, you'd get unbearably hungry within the first twenty-five minutes."

He smirked, "I can eat while we practice. Problem solved."

You laughed, "Oh my God," & with that, he raced into the bedroom you shared & you two spent the majority of the month practicing.

A/N: This drabble is dedicated to SugarDaddy_Peters_87. My notifications were blowing up with your comments as I was writing this & I couldn't stop laughing. Thank you for making my day, I hope you love this one as much as I loved reading your comments 💝