Avengers imagines

Pietro Zoom Zoom

Warning: Sensitive content/self harm

In which Pietro finds you after a suicide attempt

'I've lost her.'

That's all he kept thinking when he walked into the restroom and saw the love of his life covered in blood, not knowing where it was coming from or how to stop it.

'I have lost Y/n'

You laid there lifeless, not looking to be breathing at all. He quickly grabbed you up and rushed you to the hospital, going so fast that there wasn't enough time for anymore blood to spill.

This was the first time he'd thanked god for having super speed. This was the only time that mattered to him. When he was rushing his girlfriend to the hospital after what looks like a suicide attempt.

He got you there just in time for the doctors to take you in immediately. He was told to stay back but he just couldn't. A nurse advised him to call whoever you were close to and give her your information when he calmed down a bit.

He called up Wanda, not knowing who else to call. Maybe Wanda would know if you'll be okay seeing as you have the same powers and Wanda has been through similar things. As he sat there waiting for Wanda to appear in the waiting room, he used memories of you to cope with the thought of losing you.

He thought of the day he first saw you walk into the Avenger's compound, scared but ready to be trained. How Cap appointed him and Wanda to train you and how he'd instantly formed a crush on you. How wonderful it was that you had the same powers as Wanda which allowed for you to get close to his sister.

How he'd asked you on a date and you'd said yes. How amazing you looked on the date and how nervous he was to impress you. Your first kiss, your first time, your first I love you's, even your first time telling him how you'd been cutting since you were younger and how he'd helped you stop.

Or at least he thought you did.

As tears welled up in his eyes, Wanda had come into the waiting room frantic to see if you were okay. Natasha, one of your closest friends in the compound was right beside her. They'd asked Pietro what happened over and over again but he just couldn't talk over his swelling throat and his focus was on one thing; the thought of losing you.

"It's okay, Pietro," Natasha spoke. "You can tell us after. Just calm down."

The three stayed quiet and let the tension speak for them. They were all afraid of losing you. Pietro became more and more anxious as time passed. Soon half an hour has slipped by and Pietro was even more worried.

"Young man, are you Y/n's husband?" A male nurse with blonde hair asked.

Pietro lied and said yes knowing that he wouldn't be updated of your well being if he were to tell the truth. The nurse told him that you'd had a suicide attempt and that you were unconscious at first but had soon woken up due to your powers. He said that you'd been stitched up and were okay.

He also asked if he wanted to request a professional personnel to put you under 72 hour hold for your mental health. He quickly said no and just asked to go see you.

You laid there, not exactly sure of what was going on or why you were in the hospital. You were anxious until you saw Pietro's face. Immediately you knew you'd be okay because he was there.

"Pietro!" You exclaimed as he zoomed over to you in a quick flash. He engulfed you in a hug, his chest rising and falling was the thing to calm you. When you separated, your heart dropped at the look on his face.

"Why did you do it?" He asked, tears streaming from his eyes. "Why do you want to leave me?"

"I don't," you shook your head. "What are you talking about?"

Pietro realized that you didn't have any idea what you'd did. It made sense seeing as you'd just woken up from being unconscious. He didn't exactly know how to explain it to you so he simply pointed at your wrists.

"I did that?" You asked as you looked down at them.

"I found you unconscious in our tub," he closed his eyes. "I thought I lost you."

"I'm sorry, Pietro," you realized that you knew why'd you'd done it. Everything slowly came back to you and it all started to hurt again. "I'm so fucked up. You don't deserve to have to deal with this."

He looked at you in disbelief. "I love you, Y/n. I love all of you. I love how great you are and I love how fucked up you are. You just need to let me help you when you feel this way. I am always here for you."

"I love you too," tears started leave your eyes. "I'm sorry."

He kissed you and suddenly everything started to feel better.