Avengers One shots

Come Out and Play (Pietro x Reader)

(Pietro Maximoff x Reader)

You're a new avenger still learning to control your abilities - you're also blind, something your new training partner doesn't seem to realise.

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Everything has it's own energy, it's own aura and since your accident your world had become a contrast of darkness and lines of colour. Tony had tried, so hard, to recover your sight spending months in his lab to no avail.

Being Tony, he didn't give up and made you a prototype pair of glasses to enhance your vision. They felt big and plastic at first, but he assured you they would be indistinguishable from a normal pair. You could make out people's aura's, sense their mood and make your way around objects and places easier.

You came to recognize people by their aura's as well as their voices and there was one that never stayed the same, the colours moving almost as fast as he did. The most beautiful, purples, blues, reds and oranges all swirled around him constantly. He was always hard to focus on and now he was training you it was damn near impossible.

"Beep beep," Pietro whizzed by you, the breeze making your skin tingle with goosebumps, "too slow!" he paused at the other end of the gym, his hands on his hips.

You so want to wipe the smug smirk you can imagine off his face as you attempted to catch him. Pietro would block your attack, move away and rush at you, flooding your vision and punch you in the stomach or knock you to the ground. He was too fast for you to focus on his aura, his movements so random you couldn't gather a pattern in his attacks.

"Come on, you can do better than this," he whispers in your ear before kicking your legs out from under you, "you fell for me again, printesa."

He catches you in his arms just before you hit the ground and your hands instinctively wrap around his neck. You're close enough to hear his heartbeat, to breathe in the light coconut scent of his soap, feel the warm skin and soft hair under your fingers before you jump out of his arms.

"You're cheating, you said no powers this session!"

Chasing after him again, you don't see the weights on the floor and catch your heel on the bar. With a yelp you fall backwards, landing right on your butt. Pietro's laughter echos in your ears and heat rushes to your cheeks. He frustrated you in more ways than one, always enjoying seeing you embarrass yourself.

"You are so clumsy, it does not matter if I use them or not." He sniggers, hunched over in laughter.

"I'm not clumsy!"

Lifting yourself up, you grab for the bench misjudging the distance and knocking your chin on the edge. You fall back down again with a thud before finally standing up straight, Pietro's sputtering laughter beginning to piss you off.