Quicksilver imagine (feat. Xavier)

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This one was a request from

Request: Can you do one when the reader is Xavier's daughter and she and Quicksilver end up liking each other?

A/N: sorry this took me so long! My bad, hopefully I'm back on top of it now so feel free to send in more requests! finally finished all of my requests and catch ups, feel free to give suggestions of preferences or anything! Thanks!

"Daaaad!" You called down the stairs, "Have you seen my drink?"

"No, check the kitchen?" came a similar yell from downstairs.

"Fine" you huffed and ran down the stars of the house you two shared, just off from the rest of the mansion. You could hear the sounds of people in the corridors next to you as you travelled through to the kitchen. Your drink still wasn't in there, so you made yourself another. As you reached to get the glass you felt a drought of wind and as you turned to close the window you saw him. There was a boy in your kitchen. As you jumped back from shock the glass fell out of your fingers, but you didn't hear a crash. In fact when you looked again it was on the side, undamaged.

"Telepath?" you questioned, tilting your head.

"Nope! Just really fast." he winked and started to move about the room "Nice place you got here"

Muttering an agreement you inquired "I'm sorry, who the hell are you? And, like, what are you doing here?"

He chuckled as your dad wheeled into the room "Ah peter, glad you're here" he smiled at you and continued "Y/N, this is Peter, Peter, this is my daughter Y/N. I thought I should introduce you as you and peter are going to be training with each other, I think your mutations would complement each other nicely. Oh, and Peter, I'd appreciate it if you could stop complementing my daughter so explicitly in your head"

You both blushed and he looked at his feet replying quietly "oh, um, yep, mkay sorry professor..."

After a few weeks of training together you both progressed immensely and you were finally feeling like you were gaining proper control of your mutation, and that wasn't the only thing you were feeling either. Peter was charming, kind, funny and damn was that boy attractive, and you couldn't help but develop a small but rather large and quite massive crush on the boy. During a particularly intense training session outside it became clear that he felt the same way when after you had floored him once more he let out a quiet "Damn, I keep falling for you in more than one way don't I?"

"what... what did you say?"

"oh...um... nothing, nothing don't worry, forget about it"

But another ten minutes of pushing later and it was clear that it wasn't nothing when he blurted out "Okay fine! I like you okay, you're funny and clever and pretty and yes maybe I might absolutely have a thing for you" he turned around red and flustered and sighed.

"Thank god." You laughed "This is gonna make what I'm about to do a whole lot less awkward."

He turned around with a questioning look and you kissed him. For a good ten seconds he didn't move, unable to recognise what was happening but soon he kissed you back, wrapping his arms around your waist as you rocked onto your tiptoes he held you close. You smiled into the kiss and slowly pulled away.

"Damn, if I'd have how keen you were on me we could've got to this a lot faster Y/N"

"Alright chill out Mr Cocky as hell"

You heard a sigh from behind you as you span quickly to see Xavier sat behind you in the door.

"Oh, hi dad" you said awkwardly, smiling.

"I should've known this would happen," He smiled and began to turn and wheel away "At least do it outside of training okay?"

"Love you!" you called as he left, and you turned round to face Quicksilver again "Now, where were we?" You said smirking wandering towards him. As he reached out his hand to touch your waist you answered your own question "Oh, yes I remember, you were getting your ass kicked!". You flicked your foot out as quickly as you could and took him by surprise, sending him flying, that stupid goofy smile still on his face- and mirrored in yours.


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