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"TODAY? YOU fight robots today?" He burst into the room, a whoosh of air close on his heels. All eyes turned to his abrupt entrance. You straightened your stance and opened your mouth to answer.
"Yes-"
"No, not you. You are staying behind with Wanda," Pietro cut in, his accent thick with warning. He glanced away from you to Natasha, clearly hoping for a different answer to his question.
You had known Pietro for the few years that he had been with SHIELD and he had become increasingly more involved in your life. You appreciated his company, he was always there for you, but sometimes he seemed, for lack of a better word, protective, of you. He'd never made it quite clear if, like with Wanda, it was sibling affection between the two of you, or if something more was at play.
"No, Pietro," you hissed, staring daggers at him. He looked over his shoulder to you innocently.
"Somebody needs to keep her safe," he scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably, turning to give you his full attention.
In the last mission, Wanda had been injured and smartly decided to sit this next one out. Vision was staying back at the compound with her, so she was in good hands. However, it was no surprise that Pietro was using Wanda's injury as an excuse to get you off the battlefield as well.
"You are ridiculous, we've talked about this. Vision is staying with Wanda." You crossed your arms stiffly over your chest, standing at your full height. His lips drew into a tight line, unable to break your glare off. "You are not my father, Pietro."
Pietro was not by any means the largest man on the team, but standing so close, he was still an intimidatingly built figure. Steve looked to Tony and Natasha in concern at the tension between you and Pietro.
"No, but I am in love with you. I feel like that should count for something." He affirmed, his accent thick with every heavy word that only made him stand taller. His resolve etched into his words and his face as he stared down at you -- affectionately firm.
"Suddenly this feels like a personal conversation," Natasha mumbled, dragging the Captain and Iron Man out of the room with her. Steve cleared his throat uncomfortably as they were whisked out the door.
"What?" Your arms fell away from your defensive stance, eyebrows downturned in confusion. He sighed, looking to the ground before his hand ventured slowly to your cheek. Staring intently into your eyes, giving you a chance to pull away. You were breathless as the fastest man on earth took his time making his way to your lips. It was a blissful second of intimacy before you registered contact. Eyes closing and hands roaming and a passionate explosion before he was smiling into your lips, because he knew you felt the same. ——— WORD COUNT 472
