𝟏-𝟖𝟎𝟎-𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒.

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warnings: attempted sexual assault, bribery

author's note: this is way overdone, i know, but i wanted to try writing it in my own style don't @ me iM SORRY

word count: 988

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Being a lab technician at the Avengers' Facility was great. You got to work side-by-side with Bruce Banner and Tony Stark, a job anyone with two brain cells would kill for. The two were extremely polite when you first arrived, and both looked over you like older brothers as time went on. To say you were a genius was an understatement, making you fit in very well with the two men. But, even you, a glorified assistant— needed an assistant.

And so, Tony, Bruce and you all set to work interviewing people to be your assistant. It was weird, seeing as you were once in the applicants' shoes. Finally, you found one man with an extremely complicated resumé. John Natica had so many qualifications and accomplishments it made your head spin. Still, he seemed like a nice fit for the job. So you hired him.

In a little over a year of John working at the Facility, you were already getting tired with his advancements towards you. When John had first started working, he was actually nice, helpful, and fairly respectful. But then for some reason he decided that he wanted the two of you to be more than friends.

You hated it.

You already had a massive crush on Pietro Maximoff who had recently moved into the Facility. Pietro was gorgeous, smart, protective. He hated whenever you talked with John, not even realizing how much you secretly despise your assistant. You found yourself unable to tell your bosses, or even Pietro about John's new favorite pastime— trying to get in your pants.

"John, hand me specimen... three, please." You said, looking into a microscope. You were expecting the man to come next to you and calmly hand you the microscope slide you needed to finish this experiment. What you weren't expecting was for him to come up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, kissing your neck. You yelped in surprise, spinning around and pushing him away from you.

"Y/N, come on. Don't be like that," He said, slowly stepping closer and closer to you. He had backed you into a wall, getting closer as you watched with wide and fearful eyes.

"Stay away from me," You said, slowly and deliberately, quietly thankful that your voice didn't shake.

"All I've wanted since the day I met you was to love you, Y/N," John responded, now right in front of you, pushing his body against yours.

You had never felt so uncomfortable, so terrified. You weren't like Natasha who could have his skull cracked open before he even started talking. You weren't strong, or a fighter. You were just scared.

But suddenly, you felt something spin you around and pick you up so quickly that you didn't even see it happen. That thing, only a blue blur, rapidly took you far away from John. Your rescuer slowly lowered you to the ground as you put the pieces together.

Pietro. It was Pietro.

You were on the roof of the Facility; he had used his speed to get you away from John. Pietro engulfed you in a hug, and you welcomed it. You let your emotions pour out as you rested your head directly under his chin. Pietro held you close to his chest. He ran a comforting hand through your hair as you let the tears fall.

You pushed away from Pietro just enough to be able to see his face after wiping away the tears that blurred your vision. His hands lingered around your waist longer than they needed to, but you pretended not to notice.

But when he leaned in for a kiss, it was impossible not to notice that. Your eyes widened, and you backed away purely out of surprise. Pietro had a guilty look on his face as he backed away. "I-I'm so sorry, Y/N. I should've known you didn't—"

You cut Pietro off, pulling him by the collar down to your lips as you stood on your tiptoes, kissing him. You felt like fireworks were going off in your heart, and that you could practically hear the nervous little butterflies in your stomach cheering for you as your nerves and previous fear melted away.

"Thank you," you muttered after pulling away. "I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there," Your faces were still inches away from one another's, and you noticed Pietro's his eyes sparkled with happiness but you noticed some anger.

Probably for John, you concluded, the thought giving you some comfort. "Of course. I'm just so glad I was there. And from that kiss, I'm going to assume you like me, no?" Pietro said, his accent giving his words a smooth flow.

You felt your heart beat faster in your chest. "I might," You responded with a grin, willing yourself to look into his eyes.

"Well, then, thank you, printsessa." Pietro responded, capturing your lips in another kiss.

What neither of you noticed was John, standing on the opposite end of the door to the roof with Tony and Bruce. "Here's your money," Tony said, handing John a thick envelope.

"We thank you for finally getting them together, but I do suggest you leave before Pietro snaps out of his Y/N-induced daze to hunt you down," Bruce said, a light smile on his face before he dropped to a more serious expression.

"Oh, and correct me if I'm wrong, John," Tony said, a sharp end to his voice as he pulled off his sunglasses to stare threateningly at John. "It seemed like you actually enjoyed that."

John gulped, and he shook his head violently. "I- no, sir. I would never," He said, but his lie was obvious.

"Just get lost, kid," Bruce said, still glaring daggers at John, barely noticing as green creeped its way up his neck. John managed to take a hint, sprinting away from the lab buddies and the roof as quickly as possible.

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"may you fall in love with someone who never gets tired of saving you from your own chaos."

- unknown