100 Marvel One Shots✔️

Baby Take My Hand >> Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) X Reader

"Hello, is this Professor Xavier?" Pietro asked the person on the other end of the line. "Yes, I know I'm calling from ______'s number, I'm Pietro Maximoff - yes, Wanda's brother." he answered the line. "Could I speak to Charles Xavier please? ______'s in trouble."

You reach for the phone, slowly. "Let me talk," you whisper. Gently, Pietro places the phone in your hand, and you lower your head to the mouth piece. "Jean? It's me. I - need - to speak," you pause, overcome by a bout of coughing, and taking a deep breath, "I need - to speak with Charles."

Before you know it, you've spoken with your mentor, and putting the phone on loudspeaker, Pietro overhears the plans for you to arrive at the school as fast as you can, in order not to allow you to deteriorate any more. Also, before you know it, Pietro has gathered you into his arms, and with your head on his shoulder, and legs tucked under his armpit, he rushes out of the door, and out of the compound before you can take another staggered breath.

Upon arrival to the school, you can't help but puke in the urn by the door, as Pietro rings the bell. With every second, you watch Pietro nervously, leaning against him to stand. It's like you're wasting away with every second, slipping away to the world where you had accidentally brought him over from.

The door is answered by Jean, and following her bright hair up the stairs, Pietro carries you once again, this time slower, to the office you remember spending most of your schooling in when you had been a student. Behind his desk, is Professor Xavier, and standing, is a man in a strange cape and a strange aura.

"That was quick," the man standing comments. "I am Dr Strange, and you must be Pietro Maximoff. I sensed your arrival back to the land of the living." At your side, Pietro nods, and steadies you slightly. "Ah, and _______, the mutant we are here for. I see your ailment, and I know what to do."

You cough. "You - do?"

Dr Strange nods. "Yes, I have just completed the process with Logan Howlett, the Wolverine. Professor, do you have a place for Miss _______ to lay whilst I -,"

"If you would, please," Charles gestures to Jean, who in a swift movement, has levitated all on the large desk of his, and placed it on the shelves above her head. "Thank you, Miss Grey. Pietro, please place _______ onto the desk."

As Pietro gathers you into his arms again, you can't help but wish the moment would last forever. In the way that his eyes sparkle with unshed tears, the way his lips look ajar; like they are begging to be kissed. In this moment, you wonder if he is in love with you, and how long he had loved you as a ghost, and if there was any way he could prove it to you other than what he was doing for you in that moment. It was like you had found a perfect prince charming. The man of all dreams. But you, were dying.

"Pietro," you whisper.

He swallows, and placing you upon the desk, as carefully as he can, he places a kiss upon your forehead. He lingers, breath warming your face. "It will be okay, ______."

"Okay?" you repeat back. Timidly, you reach your hand to touch his cheek. "I love - you. I t-,"

Dr Strange cracks his knuckles, startling your hand and train of thought from Pietro. "I suppose I shall grab your soul, now, shall I?"

Before you can ask what he meant by that, or what would actually happen, or if he was an actual medically certified doctor at all, his gloved hands are placed on your midsection, and a white hot light fills your eyes. Then,

Nothing.

When your eyes open, you wonder if you've died. It feels like it. Your mouth tastes like mothballs, ears ringing a pretty tune. The faces you see come into focus around you; their expressions are that of people watching a miracle come true.

"Where am I?" you whisper.

The face of Pietro Maximoff comes in to view by your side. His eyes are wet with tears, but mouth wide with a smile. "You are back at the compound. Dr Strange transported you here after the procedure."

Blinking, you see the rest of the team around the bed come in to focus. It's like a flash back of what happened the first time you blacked out; everyone is around the bed. Clint and Nat are holding hands (wait, are they cuffed together?), Steve is glowing in sweat, and so is Sam. Tony and Thor stand, leaving Bruce to sit beside Vision and Wanda.

"Procedure? It's over?" you ask him.

Pietro nods. "When you retrieved me from the spirit world, a piece of your soul was trapped within." he notices your distress, and adds quickly, "It's all okay now. You're going to live."

"And now you have an even stronger mutation." Nat adds. She holds up her un-cuffed hand, and grins. "You healed my wrist in your sleep. Bye bye clunky cast."

Bruce nods. "It's legit. I did tests of your vitals, _______. You're practically a living battery now; you can practically heal someone anywhere from within a fifty mile radius -,"

Tony waves him off. "Hold up with the nerd stuff. Time for emotional stuff."

Wanda nods. "We've missed you. Don't ever leave again."

You nod, and glance to Pietro. There's a look in his eyes that he wants the same thing you do. "Is it okay, if, the emotional lovey-dovey family hug stuff happens later? I want some time with Pietro." you request the team.

Sam nods, and starts to wave everyone away from the bed. "You heard Reaper, everyone away from Speedy and _______."

Vision frowns, and turns to Wanda. "Are they going to kiss?"

Pietro stares at the android. "Yes. We are."