Avengers One shots

Can't Get Enough of Your Love - Part 2 (Pietro x Reader)

You are teaching Pietro to play guitar in between missions, but he pretends to be worse than he is to spend more time with you.

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Training with a pissed off Captain America was a nightmare. He was relentless, constantly keeping you moving. Hand to hand combat had never come naturally, but as Steve constantly reminded you Cyberkinesis was useless against a gun or a knife. So, you kept going, trying to impress him and failing miserably. Pietro was distracting you, smirking and giving snide little comments every time you messed up. The little shit. You just couldn't concentrate, finding yourself zoning out, watching him move, watching his body, imagining all the things he could do to you...

"What is wrong with you today?!" Steve yelled, snapping you back to reality with a shield to the stomach, you dropped to the floor winded. Fuck that hurt! His outburst made everyone in the room stop and stare at you both. Concern and sympathy on their faces. Pietro came over to help you up but you pushed him away, embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I, I'm not feeling great..." You managed to whisper, not able to meet Steve's eyes, he let out an annoyed sigh and threw you a weapon.

"Just get your head together ok?"

All you could do was nod, you felt awful. Steve was usually so patient you hated to annoy him. Thankfully Pietro stopped teasing you after that, not staying behind after training like he usually did. An hour later Steve finally gave up trying to train you. It was going to take a while to make this one up to him.

"I'm sorry Steve, I'm just not cut out for this." you tried to explain.

"I just don't want you getting hurt," he sighed, obviously uncomfortable at having to tell you off, "whatever it is, work it out." He gave you a small smile, grabbing his towel and walking out the door.

You left the gym cursing and rubbing the sweat from your face, you felt like crap. Everything hurt. All you wanted to do was take a shower, sleep and forget today ever happened. Music was blaring from somewhere in the quarters and you huffed to yourself. Not much chance of that then.

You slowed down as you neared Pietro's room hoping to hear him practicing. That was when you realized where the music was coming from. Carefully you pressed your ear to his door.

"Well I take whatever I want ... and baby...I want you...I can't get enough of your love...HUH...I cant get enough of your loove..."

Someone's enjoying himself! You chuckled, imagining him dancing around doing air guitar. Sod it. You pushed the door open a little, grinning.

Pietro Maximoff was dancing around half naked, singing into his hairbrush and really going for it. Hips swaying, whipping his hair about a look of concentration and glee on his face. Such a nerd. Absentmindedly licking your lips, your eyes trailed down his chest, still wet from the shower. God he looked so hot, you had noticed the hint of his muscles under his tight shirts in training but seeing them was something else. You were so busy eyeing the dancing Maximoff you didn't notice the other avengers come up behind you.