Marvel one-shots

30. College - Billy Maximoff

A/n

Billy is old enough to be in college here :D

Who else thinks college/uni romances are cute af??

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Age: 19

As the bell rang, I shut my book and packed away my equipment. Everyone was quick to leave the classroom, leaving just me and my science professor in the classroom.

"Anything interesting next lesson?" he asked, coming over to my desk as I slid my book in my bag.

"No," I replied, putting my backback over my shoulder. "I have a free period."

"Ah," he replied.

"I uhm, actually wanted to ask you about what we were learning about earlier?" I asked.

Mr Thickett nodded.

"Could there be a practical done at some point, where we inspect the DNA?" I asked.

"I can't see why not," Mr Thickett replied.

"Thanks sir," I thanked, before leaving.

As I shut the door behind me, I saw someone leaning against the wall.

"Hey," he greeted quietly.

"Oh hey Billy," I replied, beginning to walk down the corridor towards the library.

I heard his footsteps behind me as he caught up to me. I kept walking at my natural pace, my mind elsewhere. I was studying to be a veterinary surgeon and I had an important exam fast approaching.

"Hey uhm, I have a free period too, would you like-" Billy started.

"How do you even know I have a free period?" I asked.

"I- uhm..." he trailed off.

He eventually finished, in a very quiet voice, "Kate told me."

"Kate? Kate Bishop?" I asked. "My best friend Kate Bishop?"

There were so many Kates in the college I had to ask to be sure which one.

"Yeah," Billy admitted.

I turned my head away to look at the displays as I kept walking, smiling slightly. Although he tried to hide it, he was blushing.

"Anyways, uhm, do you want to get lunch with me?" Billy stuttered.

I smirked.

"Are you trying to ask me out?" I asked.

We walked in silence for a few seconds until suddenly Billy grabbed my hoodie sleeve and pulled me into the closest room. Slamming the door behind him, he replied, "That's exactly what I want."

"Ohhh my mom would kill you if she found out," I warned, a teasing smirk playing on my lips.

"So would mine," Billy replied.

I knew Billy's mother was Wanda Maximoff. He knew mine was Natasha Romanoff. My mom and Billy's had grown apart over the years, so neither of our parents had seen the other's kid in years.

"She wouldn't recognise you if you didn't tell her your name," Billy said.

"Uhuh?" I challenged. "With my hair?"

My hair was an auburn ginger - just like my mother's. I'd also inherited green eyes from my mom - which was surprising considering my dad has blue eyes.