You liked to visit Pietro's gravestone.
Ever since he had died two years ago, on your mission against Ultron, you had visited him everyday.
You felt responsible for his death, even though you had been pinned against an Ultron bot when it had happened.
As you made your way through the endless rows of gravestones, your mind cast back to that very day. The day he had died. The way his eyes had stared sightlessly up at you when you had made your way on the helicarrier. The way he had kissed you before your mission, long and hard. You could still hear his last words to you,'I'll be fine. What could possibly go wrong?'
He had saved Clint. He had acted like a true hero. And now he was dead.
Clint had come to you, after. He had said to you how sorry he was. How much his fault it was. You had waved him off with a weak smile.' If it's anyone's fault, Clint, it's mine. I should have been with him.' You had gotten up and walked away.
For almost a year after that, you had distanced yourself from the Avengers. You couldn't bring yourself to go there, you just couldn't. Until eventually, Tony had come by, asking for help. They needed to fight against the Titan, Thanos. You had immediately agreed, coming back to the headquarters with a feeling of nostalgia. You had missed it.
But still, no matter how busy you were, or how many missions you had, you always went to Pietro's gravestone. Every single day. You stood before it now, staring at the words etched on it. A True Hero.
'Hey Pietro,' You began slowly,' I'm back.'
'God, I can't tell you how much I've missed you.'
You could feel tears welling up in your eyes.
'The others miss you too, it's just that, they're really busy, saving the world and all that.' Your voice cracked. The first tear made its way down your cheek.
'Oh look, now I'm crying.' You laughed weakly.
'I don't have much time today, so...' You put a bunch of flowers on the stone.
You stood for a while, tears running down your cheeks and falling on the earth.
'Um, Pietro?' You said shakily.' I know it's probably a little too late to ask you this, but, um....'
'Could you please come back?'
You felt a warm hand on your shoulder. You flipped around, your instincts kicking in. A man stood in front of you.
His wore baggy jeans and a blue shirt. His eyes were gray. He had slight stubble on his cheeks, but his hair was longer than when you had last seen it.
Pietro.
You stared in shock.
A slow smile made its way on his lips.
'Hey (Y/n),' Pietro said slowly. 'I'm back.'
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My first Pietro one! How'd you guys like it?
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-KS
