Y/n's pov
"Pietro, it's my life! You just can't control it." I yelled at him. He simply just ignored me. I hated being ignored. "And you shouldn't be seeing someone who isn't an avenger! They could be a spy." Pietro yelled at me. This argument was all about Mark. Yes, and it seems like Pietro can say who I can talk to and who I can't. "You can't tell me what to do." I yelled pushing my chest up to his. I was super angry at Pietro. "Well, then. Why don't go off and run to your vozlyublennaya!!" Pietro yelled at me. (vozlyublennaya means sweetheart in Russian) As soon as I heard Pietro use sokovian words at me.
I was so pissed off. "How dare you! I don't ever want to see your face again!" I yelled in my sokovian accent. "Otlichno!!" Pietro shouts at me and walks away from me. (Otlichno means Fine) I glared my e/c eyes at Pietro's back and walk away into my room for some peace and quiet.Wanda's pov
I can't believe my brother would do that to y/n. She has enough on her plate as it is. I follow Pietro to his room and see him sitting on his bed. "Pietro, go tell y/n your sorry." I exclaim to him. Pietro glares at me and shakes his head no. "I'm not talking to her. She needs to say sorry first." Pietro says crossing his arms across his chest. I groaned at his childish behavior. I walked out of his room and sit in the living room. I hear footsteps come from the hallway. I pick my head up to see Vision come in. "Are you okay, Wanda?" Vision ask sitting next to me on the couch. I shake my head no and sigh. "Pietro and y/n had a big argument. And now they won't talk to each other."
I sighed. I hated seeing my brother fight with one of my best friends. "Well, maybe we could get them together some how." Vision says to me. Suddenly a light bulb goes off in my head. I got it. I just have to get y/n and Pietro in a room together then they can sort out there disagreement. "Could you help me get them together in a room?" I asked Vision. Vision smiled at me and nodded. I can't wait to see what there reactions are.Y/n's pov
As I was walking to the training room to practice my fighting skills, I felt a hand grab my wrist. "Hey, what do you think..." I say as I snatched my hand away from the person to see it was just Wanda. I looked to see a worried look on her face. "Y/n, it's my brother. He's in trouble." Wanda says worried. My face went from shocked to worried. I quickly follow Wanda to Pietro's room but before Wanda explains anything. She pushes me into Pietro's room and tells Friday to lock the door. "Wanda! What the heck? Let me out of here." I yelled to her on the other side of the door. "Sorry, y/n. But I'm not letting you or Pietro out until you can tell each other sorry." Wanda says from the other side of the door.
I hear her footsteps leave and I try to get her attention. "Wanda, please don't leave me in here." I begged. But it was no use. I looked over towards Pietro's bed and saw him glaring at me. I rolled my e/c eyes and looked away from him biting my bottom lip. I sighed as I thought of Mark. I bet he's freaking out and not knowing what to do without me comforting him. I can feel Pietro's vibrant blue eyes looking at from across the room. I groan in annoyance. "Stop looking at me!" I yelled at Pietro. Pietro rolled his eyes and glared at me. "You wouldn't even be in my room if it wasn't for you." Pietro growled at me. I couldn't believe he just said that. "All my fault!!
If it wasn't for you being in my business, then none of this would've happened." I yelled. I started ranting why it was his fault that I got stuck in here. I kept going on and on about it. "And if you hadn't heard anything from who I was talking to then..." I yelled off but was suddenly cut off by Pietro slamming me against his bedroom wall. "If you don't stop ranting, dorogoy. I swear I will..." Pietro said making his voice go to his deeper, sexy, voice making his sokovian accent more noticeable then before. (Dorogoy means darling in russian) Suddenly I realized what was going on. Pietro was jealous of Mark and he doesn't even know that he's not my boyfriend. "Or you will what?" I teased him as I bit my bottom lip. I could hear the growl from deep in his throat. "You'll keep me to never see Mark again? Wow, like that will stop me." I teased once again gently using my teeth to nip on his ear.
Finally, Pietro had enough with my teasing. He grabbed my face with both of his hands and kissed my lips with much passion and love. I kissed him back with lots of passion in the kiss. I bit his bottom lip and he gasped at what I did. It gave me the great opportunity to put my tongue in his mouth. I swirled my tongue over Pietro's and he groaned at the feeling. Soon he picks me up and sits us on his bed, while I'm straddling his lap. His lips leave mine go down to my neck to find your weak spot. He quickly finds it and I start to moan. He sucks on the spot and pops his lips off of my neck. Once I realized that we just had a full on make out session. My cheeks got red. I tried to cover them up, but Pietro saw them and smirked. "Vozlyublennaya, when I realized that you were talking to another guy over the phone, I got jealous. I thought he was going to take you away from me." Pietro said quietly. I smiled at his cuteness.
I move some of my h/l h/c hair out from my eyes to see Pietro better. (If you want to have short hair that's fine too) "Dorogoy, here's the thing. Mark isn't my boyfriend." I told him truthfully. Pietro looked at me in shock. "He's not?" Pietro asked confused. I nod my head and look into his vibrant blue eyes. Pietro looks at me confused and back into my e/c eyes. "But if he isn't your boyfriend. Then what is he to you?" Pietro asked me curiously. I smiled at him and removed some of his silver hair out of his eyes. "He's my dvoyurodnaya sestra." I tell him. (Dvoyurodnaya sestrameans cousin in Russian) Pietro's mouth hangs wide open. I giggle at his little expression.
"But then why did he call you?" Pietro asked me. I get off of his lap and sit beside him on the bed. "He called me to tell me that his wife is pregnant, and he wanted me to come and see the baby when it comes." I smiled at him. Pietro smiles at what I said. "Well, their a lucky bunch." Pietro says. I nod my head in agreement. I lay down on my side to cuddle up to Pietro. "Y/n, would you do the honor of being my girlfriend?" Pietro asked me. I grin from ear to ear. "I loved to be your girlfriend, Pietro." I say to him with a smile. Pietro smiles at this and kisses me slower this time with love and gratitude for me. We break the kiss and look at each other.
"You want to watch something on Netflix?" Pietro ask. I nod my head and cuddle up close to him. As the movie went on we quickly had both fallen asleep on each other.Wanda's pov
I looked at my brother and y/n on his bed together cuddling and sleeping. I smiled to myself and quietly shut up the door not to wake them up. "I knew they would get together eventually. They just had to confess to each other." I say with a smile. I'm so glad Vision came up with the idea to put y/n and Pietro in his room. That was the best idea ever. I turned to go to my bedroom and saw Vision standing there. "Vision is everything okay?" I ask him curiously. Vision nods his head and looks into my eyes. "Yes, Wanda. I just wanted to give you something." Vision justified. He walked closer towards me and leaned down and kissed my lips, I was so happy and surprised that I kissed him back. When his lips remove from mine he looks at me with a smile. "Goodnight, love." Vision says walking off towards his bedroom. I walk off to my bedroom dazed and confused on what just happened.Thank you so much @low-keys for requesting this. It took me some time to think of what I had to write but in the end, I got it done. I really hope you enjoy your one-shot I made for you. And if anyone else wants to request a one-shot on any of the avenger message me in Wattpad. Thank you and have great day.
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Complicated Love (Pietro x reader)
FanficThis is a request from @low-keys, she asked me to make a one shot and that's exactly what I'm going to do. So the reader and Pietro had a huge argument about Mark again. So therefore neither of them want to speak to each other. So Wanda comes up wit...