Avengers One shots

Can't Get Enough of Your Love - Part 3 (Pietro x Reader) (Completed)

He wasn't convinced but you knew how much Natasha intimidated him, he wouldn't push it.

"Oh you two, enjoy your guitar lesson." Natasha smiled and you gave her your best 'I'm going to kill you' look. She just laughed.

"Bye Nat."

You watched as she sauntered off, throwing daggers at her back. Pietro seemed so confused at her tone but you just shrugged it off.

"Want to come in?"

He nodded. You took a deep breath and gestured for him to sit down. Praying he didn't see how flustered you were.

"So, how was the mission?"

For the first time you noticed his tired eyes, he should be in bed not here with you. Or even better in bed with you. Stop rambling.

"What is it you say? A pain in the arse." he muttered, slumping back into the chair.

"You two still not getting along then?" You hated seeing him so fed up, constantly feeling the need to prove himself to the other avengers when he had already done so much.

"He treats me like a child, stupid old man." He ran his hands through his hair, sighing. He was really beaten down by this mission, more than he was letting on. You wanted to ask him what happened, though you weren't sure he was comfortable enough with you, yet.

"Don't ever feel inferior to anyone here, you're worth as much if not more as any of them." Not thinking you placed your hand on his for a moment, sitting back quickly when he looked up at you wide eyed, a curious expression on his face. That was too much. Why did I do that?!

"Want to try some new songs?" You changed the subject, self conscious again. Pietro's mood seemed to brighten a little, that familiar smirk playing on his lips.

"Yes, but no more Chapman."

"Aww, but I liked your version."

He was about to say something when a commotion in the hall distracted you both. Jumping up you peered outside, just as Steve bolted past.

"Suit up, we've got company."

-

The Hydra attack had left everyone battered and bruised but not seriously hurt, well, the tower was pretty messed up but Tony could fix that. Most of you hoped he would call off the twins' party but being Tony, not having a roof wouldn't stop him entertaining. So, after a day of rest and repairing what you could you forced yourself to get ready. You hated being in crowds and drunken ones were the worst.

Adjusting the dress Wanda helped you pick out, you begin nervously walking to Pietro's room. You wanted to say happy birthday before Tony's birthday madness started. You wouldn't get much chance to speak to him with all the girls pawing at him and the lads trying to get him drunk.

As you got closer you heard music again, you couldn't make out the song at first then realized it wasn't his phone playing, it was him. You stood a moment, listening to him effortlessly play the chords and sing with that soulful voice like a pro. You felt such a fool, he picked up everything else quick as a flash why would guitar take him so long? What was he playing at? I'm such an idiot!

"Why do you keep having lessons with me?" you demanded, arms folded across your chest. Pietro jumped up, startled.

"How long have you been there draga?" He sounded so guilty, not meeting your angry stare.

"Long enough. So, why?"

He shuffled around nervously, you knew he was about to lie to you, "I, erm, needed the lessons to get better?"