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Peter Maximoff//Hooked

Peter Maximoff, Quicksilver, was currently standing in my dorm room.

"Hey, Charles wants to see you in his office"

We've had occasional run ins, but nothing too serious.

We hooked up at a party once, but he was drunk so I don't think it counts.

"Okay." I said quietly.

Truthfully, he makes me nervous.

I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and looked down while walking.

"So what exactly is your power?" He asked.

"Oh, um. I have two. Nature and Super Hearing."

"Nature?"

"Yeah. I can grow plants, talk to them. Feel there emotions."

"Plants have emotions?"

"Yeah, like humans."

It was silent for a few seconds.

"Do you remember the party from a few weeks ago?" He asked suddenly.

"Yeah. That was..."

"Inappropriate, I know. I'm sorry. I was just drunk and-"

"Peter, it's okay. You might've been drunk but I certainly wasn't. I wanted it. It was consensual. You don't have to say sorry."

"You weren't drunk?"

I shook my head.

"Then why on earth would you make out with me?" He asked genuinely confused.

"Because you are Nice, and so badass, and I'm very much attracted to you in like every way possible."

"You are? But nobody's attracted to me."

"I guess I'm nobody then." I smiled.

"Are you kidding me? You're the hottest girl here. Everyone loves you."

We arrived at Charles office and I said goodbye.

"Y/n, do you know why I've called you here?" He asks.

"No."

"I need you to fix up the garden. Make it look prettier. Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." I smiled and stood up.

I left the room and went outside to the front lawn. I made the grass greener and there were rose bushes lining the walkway.

I heard footsteps from behind me, and a rapid heart rate.

"Hey Peter." I continued growing pretty flowers.

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Your heartbeat is really fast."

"Oh uh... it's because I was Uh..."

"Speeding?"

"Yeah! Speeding. Totally."

His heart rate picked up.

"Or is it because your nervous."

I looked at him up and down and smiled.

He really is the cutest thing I've ever seen.

"Pfft, Pietro Maximoff does not get nervous."

I stepped closer to him and looked into his eyes.

"Is that so?"

I started to lean in, but stopped right before making contact.

"I'll see you around, Peter." I whisper and walked away.

That boy is totally hooked.

As I was walking away, I grew a rose right in front of him.

He picked it and I heard him smell it.

"Shit, she's intoxicating." He whispered.

"I heard that!" I smiled.

He sped in front of me, catching me off guard.

"Y/n." He states simply.

"Peter."

"I like you." He stated confidently.

"Interesting." I smiled softly.

"W-What?"

"I just thought that the great Pietro Maximoff didn't get crushes."

"Well he does. And he's got a huge one on you. So..."

"I mean, you are pretty great at kissing so. I guess." I chuckled and he smiled.

"You guess?"

"Yeah. We're dating now. Duh."

He smiled wider.  "Cool."

"Hold my hand dingus." I held it out and he held it.

"You're pretty bossy."

"Sorry... its a habit."

"It's kinda hot."

"Oh." I blushed. "Cool"