Pietro Maximoff

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He spies on you


She walked down the streets of New York City, earphones in, hair flying in the wind and scarf rapped around her neck

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She walked down the streets of New York City, earphones in, hair flying in the wind and scarf rapped around her neck. It was winter, the snow fell and the streets were slowly and slowly getting more empty as the cold air hit New York.

Y/N however loved New York. The attack on New York scared most of her family away, they now lived in Houston but, Y/N stayed, the people were.. unique.

She glanced to the man who wore a cardboard box and screamed the end is near, but yet she still loved it here. She in fact walked to central pack nearly every week, today wasn't an exception, she entered the park entrance and looked around the snow covered ground. It was around 9:30 pm so most kids and parents were at home so the park was deserted. The girl walked over to the play ground and sat on one of the swing sets.

"Oh the weather outside is frightful." She sang quietly, knowing no one was listening as the Christmas song thumbed in her ears.

"But the fire is so delightful. And since we've no place to go. Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow." she hummed and swung herself back and forth gently.

From a distance a certain avenger stopped his running and listened to her sing, Pietro ducked behind a tree and listened to, well, the voice of an angel in his opinion.

"It doesn't show signs of stopping. And I've bought some corn for popping. The lights are turned way down low." Pietro couldn't help put spy on the singing girl after that. Pietro studied the girls schedule and noticed she came to this swing set every Friday at 9:30, slowly Pietro noticed the girl forget to bring a scarf or an extra jacket so he would leave one of his on the swing set.

Y/N, of course gladly wore the jacket and as soon as she was done with it she returned it back to the swing set and left, Pietro smiled and thought he was her silent protector, if only the boy knew Y/N noticed him spying on her weeks ago. She noticed his hair glisten in the moon light and knew the fastest avenger was watching her. After seven weeks of her letting him contently watch her sing she finally wanted to have a word with him.

"I should of brought an extra jacket." She mumbled and pretended to shiver, this caught the speedsters attention and he took off his jacket and went to run over and place the jacket next to her, but he was stopped by a hand grabbing his shoulder, Pietro did not see that coming.

"You're fast." The girl said with a smile, Pietro was still shocked at how fast she had grabbed him but he quickly returned the smile.

"Thank you." He said causing the girl to get goosebumps, she loved his accent.

"Mind telling me why you've been watching me for the past few months?" The girl asked with a cheeky grin, Pietro's faced dropped and he immediately started blushing.

The great Pietro Maximoff? An avenger? Caught blushing from a normal girl?

"I u-Uh." Pietro shouldn't form a sentence, the girl laughed and this, again, caught him off guard.

"I'm not mad, it would of been nice if you spoke to me the first time you watched me though." She said as she sat back down on the swing. Pietro chuckled nervous and sat on the swing next to her.

"I didn't want to scare you off." Pietro mumbled, the girl let out an airy laugh, the cold air showing fog come from her mouth.

"Scare me? In New York City?" The girl couldn't help but giggle "I'm pretty sure I'm roommates with the next Hannibal lector." She said, causing Pietro to relax a little more.

"So can I ask for your name?" He said as he turned to look her in the eyes.

"Y/N. I'm surprised you didn't find that out when you followed me to work the other day." She said, Pietro's eyes widened.

"T-That wasn't me." He lied, the girl laughed again gently tugged a piece of his hair that had fallen down.

"If you're trying to spy on someone, try wearing a hat, it will take their attention away from those silvery locks." Pietro cleared his throat, hoping that it may help him calm down and possibly stop blushing.

"Got it. Wear a hat." He said and smiled, she smiled back causing Pietro's heart to flutter.

"So you're an avenger?" She asked, Pietro nodded shyly and watched her turn to him and lean in closer.

"Well on behalf of earth, thanks."

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