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Girls Night Pt2: Pietro vs Thor Edition

Warnings: Sexual innuendos, cursing, Pietro and Tony being asses

Pairings: Pietro x Black!Reader, Thor? x Black!Reader, Wolverine? x Black!Reader

"You know, I wonder what the guys do on their guys night?" I say deep in thought, trying to imagine what they do besides drink beer.

Or really what Pietro does since he can't even get drunk.

"Don't you mean, you wonder what Pietro is up to?" Wanda says with a smirk, plopping onto my bed and imitating her brother saying 'kiss me, Y/n'.

"They're probably arguing like always. I swear they're so dramatic." Natasha laughs at the Sokovian, who I was hitting with a pillow.

"Well, we can wonder, or we can watch..." Natasha says, a sly smirk evident on her face.

She hops off the bed, grabbing the bowl of popcorn and a bottle of Merlot and makes her way to my door, Wanda and I following in suit.

"Where are we going?" I ask softly as we sneak down the hall stealthily and make our way to the barely used stairwell.

"Security room." The Russian replies after seconds of silence.

After four flights of stairs, we finally reach the floor we were looking for and make our way to the security room at the end of the hall.

"I didn't even know this existed." Wanda says looking around in awe.

There was a wall made up of multiple screens in front of us showing footage from each room and hallway (save for bedrooms and bathrooms). On the main screen in the center, it showed the guys gathered around in the common area with beers in hand.

"Nat, turn up the volume." I say taking a few pieces of popcorn and taking a swig from the bottle of wine.

She does as told, grabbing a handful of popcorn as well.

The guys were all sitting on Tony's big onyx, horseshoe shaped couch with drinks in hand and laughing. However Thor looked annoyed and Pietro bored as though he wished he was anywhere else.

"Yeah kid, what is going on between you two. I mean I haven't had to end any arguments for over a week now and I walk in here to see you two all cuddled up on the couch." Clint says to Pietro, obviously referring to me.

Pietro sighs in annoyance and runs his hand through his white locks.

"Nothing is going on. I just had a cramps in my calves and Y/N was massaging them out for me." Pietro shrugs and leans back on the couch as a chorus of jeers begin.

Wanda looks over at me, picking up on my disappointment.

Wow, so that really did mean nothing to him. I roll my eyes thinking of the time in question where I was in the living room watching Vikings while braiding my fro down to cornrows. Pietro then comes limping into the living room and flops onto the couch near me. Although my heart was fluttering and mind was racing, I kept my eyes on Ragnar Lothbrock and counted backwards in my head from 10.

"He-s'up?" I sort merging the words hey and what's up and mentally kicking myself. But I try to play it off by finishing my last braid and keeping my eyes on the tv.

Out the corner of my eye, I see Pietro smirk slightly but shrug, nonetheless.

"I'm having leg pains again but Cho and Banner aren't around." He says stretching his legs and hissing as he fully extends.

"Well have you eaten any bananas or drank any gatorade?" I ask, turning to him for the first time, looking him dead in his deep blue eyes.