Thieves {Peter Maximoff X Reader}

[8]

We had returned to the mansion, I stood beside peter holding himself up with his crutches. We all watched as Jean and Erik fixed the school. Peter and the woman I now knew as Storm, spoke to each other.
I was somewhere else though, thinking about how I felt seeing peter in pain. How much I cared about him, though I was still pissed at him for leaving me for all those years. I mean jesus he left me for a whole decade, not even a phone call!

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I sat in my room (once it was fixed of course) most of my stuff was a little burnt but mostly in tact. I walked over to my drawer, opening it. I pulled out the earring that I stole from peter years ago. I hadn't touched them since. I rubbed the gold hoops with my index fingers before I heard a knock on my door. I shoved them back into my drawer shutting it quickly.
"Come in." I looked over to my door.
Erik entered he had THAT look on his face, the look that told me we was going to disappear again.
"You're leaving..." I mumbled "aren't you..."
he sighed walking over to me "Yup..."
I sighed looking down, and he grabbed both of my hands in his. I should've expected this, I was an idiot to think he was going to stay.
"Promise you'll visit?" I looked up at him.
"Promise." He nodded.
I plastered a smile on my face.
"You better."
He chuckled letting my hands go, he then turned walking out "goodbye y/n."
"Goodbye Erik." And he walked out of my room closing my door. I sighed thinking of peter when an idea rang throughout my head. I smirked.

After walking out of my room I shifted into a small house cat, walking down the hall. Room 20, Peters room. I turned human opening the door, peter was at a training so he wasn't in his room. I walked in looking around, on his bed sat his small vhs player and headphones. I smirked grabbing it and replacing it with a note. Then running out the room and back to mine.

Peters POV
I walked back into my room after training, I sat down on my bed going to reach for my music but nothing. I looked over, No music player but a note. I picked it up reading it.

Meet me in the forest at 12.
-🐾

I stared at the signature, it was a small paw print. One of a cats.... I realized y/n must of written it. I checked the time 11:40, I quickly took a shower, changing to my Pink Floyd shirt, some black jeans, and my silver jacket. Messing with my hair a bit I sped out of my room but once I was outside I slowed down, walking around the school towards the forest. Looking around as I walked into the forest stuffing my hands into my pockets.

Your POV
I sat up on a tree branch looking down, and there I saw peter walking into the dark forest. I smirked tossing the rock I had into the air, catching it and throwing it into the forest it hit the ground making a loud thud that rang throughout the forest. I quickly hopped from tree to tree, tree branch to tree branch. Peter looked over at where the sound had come from. And I looked own to him, I was a good ways away. I jumped down shifting into a cougar stalking in the grass and brush. Watching peter as he stared around in the dark before he continued walking. I waited for him to walk for a bit before lunging at him shifting him, I tackled his back and he yelled. I snickered wrapping my arms around him he looked back at me.
"Jesus y/n." He let out a sigh of relief.
I giggled letting go of him and going quiet don't snuggle up to him too quickly.
"You came." I noted
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"
"Oh I don't know- I thought you'd ghost me for another 10 years." I walked into the woods and peter followed me, my long dress flowing in the wind.
He gave me an awkward laugh "Yeahhhh-" he paused "I'm sorry about that-"
I went quiet still walking.
"So why are we out here." He asked
"You'll see." I smirked leaning him deeper into the forest. We reached the spot I set up, it was one of the very open areas in the forest so the light of the moon lit the spot, a large table cloth like blanket covered the ground of the spot. I walked over sitting down on the blanket, patting the spot next to me and peter sat there. "What's this for?" He asked.
"I need to talk to you..." I answered looking up at the sky, the stars darker because of the moon.
"Talk about what?" He tilted his head.
I went quietly thinking of how I'd confess, but a thought came into my mind.
"Why'd you leave me?"
"What?"
"After the prison break..."
"I- well-"
"10 whole years, a phone call would've been nice."
"I know, I know, just-"
"Just what? Why'd you ghost me for all those years?" I huffed looking to them.
"I- well-"
"Why peter? After everything." I raised my voice a bit.
"I-I'm sorry."
"I just want an explanation peter. Please!" I yelled.
"I-I has feeling for you, I have feelings for you, and I didn't know how to feel about it so I ignored you. I know it's dumb and I'm sorry, I'm dumb okay?" He snapped a bit.
I hugged him and he flinched "Thank you." I mumbled.
"What-"
"I truly thought you hated me."
"WHAT?! No!" He hugged me back "how could I hate you!? You're like the best thing that's ever happened to me." He went quiet both of us letting go, blush filling our cheek.
"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." I mumbled blushing and grabbing his hand, I swallowed the lump in my throat, it's time.
"Peter..."
"Y-yes?"
"I know this may sound weird but-" I rambled before stopping myself "I love you."
This took him by Surprise, I went quiet waiting for his response. He pulled me back into a hug, a tight hug.
"I-I love you too."
Happy tears filled my eyes as he confessed, I was swept up in the moment pulling back a bit cupping his cheek and pushing myself forward kissing him. Taking in his warmth, he kissed back. This is where I was meant to be, in his arms. Taking in his warmth.
He pulled away, his hand on my ear. More specifically, the earring. The ones I stole from him, he smirked.
"I knew it."