Evan Peters Drabbles

Prompt #6 (Quicksilver [X-Men] x Reader)

"Is there a reason why you're naked in my bed?"

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You had come home after a long day of college, work, & complete bullshit, kicking your shoes off & tossing your keys into your key bowl. You sighed in exhaustion & irritation, removing your jacket & throwing it on the couch. You decided to eat first, since you loved food so much & were starving. You raided your fridge for some leftovers from last night's dinner, sitting down at the table to eat. As you did so, you felt a familiar gust of wind blow past you, making you grin, "Peter?" you guessed it was your best friend, Peter Maximoff, the famous Quicksilver, but when you received no answer, you frowned. You hadn't seen him since you moved here to start college & had an extremely awkward good-bye. The memory made you uncomfortable but also laugh when you thought about it:

Your plane was getting ready to board. You were holding onto Peter tightly, not ready to let him go. You were going to miss him so much, "Please, run in from time to time, okay? I don't want this to be the last time I see you for four years."

He grinned, "Oh, I'll definitely make some quick appearances," you laughed at his dumb joke, even though you were crying. His goofy grin left his face & his facial expression became serious. He bit his lip & brushed your hair behind your ear, leaning in & pressing his forehead against yours. You watched him curiously, your heart racing faster.

"I love you," you suddenly blurted, mentally kicking yourself for the outburst.

Peter smiled widely, pressing a kiss to your lips as he whispered, "I love you, too," you stayed in each other's embrace for a moment before you realized what just happened. Peter immediately sped a few feet away from you, blushing & running a hand through his hair, "Well, I um...bye."

You returned his blush, quickly going towards your plane, "Uh yeah, see you," you raced onto the plane, burying your red cheeks in your hand.

Peter groaned & pinched the bridge of his nose, "Shit."

You laughed at the memory, even though it made you sad. Peter hadn't come to visit you nor call you since that day, several months ago. You figured he still felt awkward about it, but after this much time passed, you were beginning to wonder whether you both screwed up your friendship & you'd never speak again. You sighed, frowning at the thought. You really hoped you didn't mess up the beautiful friendship you had, & secretly hoped that if it was okay, you & him could end up dating.

You finished up your meal & decided to go upstairs to take a shower. As you started walking to your room, you heard Time in a Bottle playing from what sounded like your bedroom. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. You must have put too much salt on your food or something because your imagination was going crazy. You made it to your bedroom & the music only became louder. Damn, what the Hell did you eat?

You opened the door & your jaw dropped at the sight. Peter Maximoff, your best friend who you kissed awkwardly & confessed your love for just a few months earlier, was in your bed, without a shirt.

You rubbed your eyes a few times, thinking he'd disappear, but he didn't, "Peter, is that really you?"

He grinned goofily, "It sure is, Cupcake."

"Don't take this the wrong way, but what are you doing here, shirtless?"

He laughed, "Well, I really really missed you & I finally grew the balls to get over the airport thing to come see you."