Pietro Maximoff x Reader

December?

A/N: That photo above was taken by me, please don't use it without citing me or my Tumblr. For anyone who wants to know I'm Appleappleton, not that many people would but still.

    Christmas lights. Check. Homemade cookies. Check. Hot chocolate. Check. Christmas tree is up and decorated. Check. Mistletoe is placed on every doorframe and in every elevator and bedroom. Check. Christmas music blasting throughout the whole building. Even the bathrooms. Nope.
"Friday, can you please play my Christmas station throughout every room except Wanda's?"
"Of course. Good luck before you are bombarded by sleepy complaints." She answered me playfully.
The music started playing as I pulled my body on the counter, leaving my legs swinging over the edge. It was 6:00 in the morning and I was prepared for Christmas. Everyone else, however, was definitely not. They were going to be so mad when they got out here. Natasha had been up for a few hours and had helped me. She wouldn't be mad at me if she knew what was going to happen and had helped me. She too was in a Christmassy mood.
"Y/NNNNNN. What's going onnnnn?"
Sam was more tired than I had thought he would be. He had gone to bed at 2:00 in the morning. Don't ask me how I know that.
"Christmas! That's what," I said cheerily.
"Why is there mistletoe above me?" Bucky walked up to Sam, under the mistletoe.
"Nat. Look."
"You two have to kiss each other!! I was waiting for this" Natasha laughed.
"No. No we don't. However, I will get Steve to stand here later." Bucky spoke so calmly and clearly that it was almost creepy.
Tony and Pepper walked into the kitchen as well. Pepper knew about this too and walked to the counter to grab a cookie as her fiancé shot a death glare at me and a smiling Nat.
Steve was the next to walk in. Right as he did, Bucky pulled him under a doorframe and pointed upward. Steve smirked and pulled Bucky into a kiss as he dipped his ecstatic boyfriend downward. It was so adorable! Sam booed as I silently freaked out. I shipped them sooo hard and now they were actually a couple!
Wanda knew what my plan was and had asked me not to play any music in her room so she could sleep, meaning that she wouldn't be up until much later. Her brother on the other hand, trudged into the kitchen rubbing his eyes.
"Why is th..." He stopped talking when I handed him a plate of cookies. "Y/N it's 6:00 am. It's too early for me to be up."
"I know. Where's Clint?"
A screech rang out from above the fridge. Everyone turned to see Clint sitting awkwardly on top of the fridge equipped with a plate of cookies. He smiled as he threw a candy cane at Bruce, who had been sitting on the couch since we started decorating and making everything festive. It hit Bruce in the stomach, and he shouted at Clint. That's life in the Avengers Compound.
"Beware of the mistletoe!" I shouted as Tony, Sam, Steve, Bucky, Natasha, and Bruce left the kitchen to go about their day, their very festive day.
I stared at Clint before taking his cookies from him. Hot chocolate soon replaced them. I don't know how he got all that and then got onto the fridge without anyone noticing. I squinted at him before sitting down next to a sleepy Pietro.
"Assuming that you did all of this, where is all of the mistletoe that you forewarned us about?" He asked.
"Every bedroom, every elevator, and every door frame," I replied simply.
"How did you get into everyone's rooms and how early did you get up to do all of this? The compound's huge."
"A magician never reveals their secrets. And 1:30 am is when I woke up."
He looked at me weirdly before leaning his head on my shoulder. He was so cute.
"Y/N?"
"Yes?"
"Isn't it May?"
"MAYbe."
"Wow. Maybe I love you, but maybe I don't because you woke me up so early," Pietro whispered into my ear.
"Even if you don't, I love you." I pressed my lips to his, and he grinned and kissed back.

Stucky Bonus:
I walked by Steve's room and heard some strange noises, if you know what I mean. I leaned closer to the door. Steve was saying things that I can't repeat, and Bucky was cursing. I almost squealed but quickly clamped my hand over my mouth. I thought I could keep my mouth shut, but I heard two loud moans and couldn't take it anymore. I screeched. Loudly. Loud enough for them to hear. I ran away but didn't get around the corner before Bucky peeked his head out the door and screamed. I'm not sure who is more terrified, me or them. I guess I can use that situation to my advantage later.