Marvel/Avengers One-Shots!

Lazy Rainy Days [Pietro - Fluff]

This was a request from @calumswigglewoggle
I hope you like it!

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You and Pietro had been close friends since he moved to New York. You had hit it off immediately with the sarcastic speedster and the pair of you had been inseparable ever since.
To be completely honest, you had a crush on him. I mean, how could you not? Have you heard his accent? But you did nothing about it, you'd rather be friends with unrequited love, than not be friends at all.

You were waking over to his house for a movie night, there was a popular franchise of movies he'd never seen yet and so you had taken it upon yourself to show them to him. However, the weather gods were not kind to you on that day, and about halfway there the heavens opened and a downpour started. By the time you arrived to his house you were completely drenched from head to toe.

Pietro opens the door to greet you, but his smile instantly fades when he sees your shivering form on his doorstep.
"Quick, quick, printsessa, come in." He guides you into his living area as your cheeks flush from his pet name for you. Luckily, he thinks it's because of the cold.

He grabs you a towel and some of his clean, dry clothes and ushers you into the bathroom, explaining how you'll catch a cold and how you need to get dry and warm again. You can hear the concern in his voice and that alone starts to warm you up.

You dry off and put on the oversized hoodie and sweats, taking in the scent of Pietro that lingered on them. The sweats were too long and you had to be careful not to trip over the bottoms when you walked. Similarly, the hoodie engulfed you.
When you leave the bathroom, Pietro smiles warmly at you and gestures for you to join him on the sofa.

"Come here, let's get you warmed up." His accented voice invites you over.
When you sit next to him, he instantly pulls you into his side, hugging you close to him.
You snuggle in, accepting his body warmth. You can't help but bask in the closeness of Pietro's body to your own and also feel a little nervous.
The movie begins to play and you soon become caught up in the storyline.

Pietro runs his hand up and down your arm aimlessly, taking care to keep it at a reasonable pace and not go too fast. You could tell he was testing his self control. He was trying to move slower and have more patience in his everyday life, instead of the usual pace he took things.
You adjust your position to be more comfortable and rest your legs over his own, leaning your head into his neck.
You are both contented in each other's company, and soon the movie is the sole focus in the room.

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"(Y/n)?"
You can feel a hand on your cheek but it feels far away. A thumb is caressing gently from your jaw up to just under your eye.
"(Y/n), wake up."
Now a hand is running up and down your back.
You're softly brought back to reality as your eyes flutter open. You're met with the sight of your adorable best friend and you giggle at him, still half asleep.
"You're super cute, you know that?" You mumble to him, your sleepiness apparently making you speak your mind.
He chuckles. "Funny. I was thinking that about you."
"No, but you're -" you're cut off by a yawn, then carry on. "You're extremely attractive, and I just want to - I want to kiss your face. Like all the time." You admit. Your brain is still fuzzy and you're not even sure if you're awake or dreaming.
Pietro doesn't reply. Instead he studies you, trying to work out if you're actually being honest.
"But you can't know. I don't want you to know that I love you because you're my best friend and I don't want to lose you because you're too precious." You babble on to him, your eyes lidded.

He chuckles again, now quite sure that you're still half asleep.
"Well, don't tell (y/n), but I love her too." He smiles.
Your eyes open, some reality slipping back to you as you focus on him. "But I'm (y/n)." You half ask, half state.

Pietro shakes his head in disbelief as he laughs to himself. You looked so darned cute right now and he just couldn't possibly push his self control anymore. He brings his lips down to yours, softly - almost cautiously.
All your drowsiness evaporates and suddenly you're well aware of what is happening. You kiss him back, bringing a hand to rest in his soft hair. The kiss is somewhat lazy and relaxed, but perfect nonetheless.

When you separate, you look up into his electric blue eyes.
"Finally." He sighs happily.