Marvel and DC Imagines

Doesn't Realize (Pietro Maximoff x Reader)

Requested by @crazycatcrafter
I really like this one.

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Everything was blurry when he opened his eyes. His skin felt tight, like it hasn't moved for a long time while around his eyes felt crusty at the same time, clean.

The cold air nipped at his skin as he blinked in the harsh light. Everything was out of focus. He raised his hand to rub his eyes but his wrist was caught by a warm palm.

"Don't rub." A voice said.

When he blinked again, he met delighted e/c eyes. The harsh light shone on her brilliant white lab coat and light blue collared shirt underneath. Her h/c hair was pulled into a ponytail as she smiled and let go of his wrist.

He struggled to talk, his mouth dry and lips chapped. "Where... Where am I?"

He could recall anything, his mind drawing blank. Pietro frowned, glancing at his surroundings, trying to desperately remember something. And when it all hit him, remembered the hard pavement floor and cold Sokovian air miles above earth. The fear in Clint Barton's eyes as his visual tilted and tunneled. And the pain that was so strong, it numbed everything else.

"I-I—" he stammered. "What is this?" He asked, his eyes widening.

She sent him a sheepish smile. "It's a long story." She said, then resting her fingertips on his right forearm. "You were revived and it will probably take a while to get back to your full health. But never less, you are alive."

Pietro felt speechless. But a odd sense of trust fell to his stomach as he looked into her eyes. His mind began to worry and wander.

"Where's Wanda? And the Avengers?" He asked, glancing around the cold lab and blank concrete walls.

She hesitated before responding "That's another story. They will be there when you complete the healing phase."

Pietro could tell that she was wary and hesitant but it immediately disappeared when she smiled again at him. Her smile was bright and made her eyes crinkle a little. It was cute.

"I'll show you to your room." She said, walked to the door.

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Pietro trained a lot. It was tiring but he understood the doctors just wanted to make sure he was ready. He could get the nagging sensation that the back of his brain was telling him that everything felt wrong. Almost like he forgot something.

He sniffed his new light blue shirt that clung tightly to his chest and newly developed muscles before slipping it on and leaving his little room.

Pietro had daily check ups with Y/N. She was the doctor that woke him up and showed him around the base. She was easily the most trusted person to him and the first person he would go talk to.

Opening the door, he walked into room. The blank concrete walls stared back at him as he sat on the blue-grey stool in the middle of the room as he waited for her. The medical cabinets seem much more full as he shuffled around, growing restless. The dim lighting in the room made him grow bored as he scanned the room.

When she walked in, he immediately perked up.

The same brilliant white lab coat hung off her light blue button up with a couple pens were in her breast pocket. Her dark grey pants were folded up around her ankles, showing off her converse. Her hair was in a messy pony tail, giving off that casual vibe that he loved.