Pietro Maximoff x reader

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Unfortunately for you, it doesn’t look like you’ll be celebrating later on. Before your vision goes completely dark, you see a flash of blue and it’s gone just as soon.

“Y/N, don’t worry, I’ve got you.” Pietro lifted your fragile body into his arms, “I’m not going to leave you here.”

As you begin to open your eyes, you see a dim on the ceiling. Luckily it’s not too blinding. You look to the right and then to the left, as far as you can without moving your neck. Hospital? It seems like a hospital but something a little off. The windows. You recognize the windows on the wall in front of you. They remind you of the ones in your room back at the tower. 

Putting two and two together, you figure it out. Someone found you and brought you back to the towers medical center, a place you rarely visited.

To your right, you see your hand being held by someone sitting next to your bed. Looking up, you see the hand belongs to a slumbering Pietro. He looks, peaceful. You watch him for awhile and then like a gust of wind, everything starts coming back to you. 

Looking down at your blanket covered abdomen, you remember getting shot and passing out. You also remember seeing a flash of blue right before you hit the ground. 

Instinctively your hand tightens around Pietro’s. The movement alerts him immediately and he quickly sits up, willing the sleep from his eyes. 

“Printessa, you are awake?” It came out as more of a question than a statement.  

“You found me.”

“When you didn’t respond through the earpiece, I worried something happened. I came just in time and was able to bring you back to the carrier.”

Pietro was now leaning forward in his chair. Attentively watching you. 

“Do you need anything? Hungry? Maybe some water.” Pietro began to rise from his seat but not before you gently tugged his hand back down.

Obeying your silent command, he sat back down. Looking at this caring, gentle man was a whole new experience for you. You hadn’t met this Pietro yet. You, just as everyone else, only ever knew the cocky, loud-mouth speedster. But this was a whole new person. A stranger you now longed to know. 

“You saved me?” Pietro looked at you as if he didn’t understand the words falling from your mouth.

“Of course Y/N. I couldn’t leave without you.” He now wore a shy smile as you maintained eye contact.

“Pietro–” your voice cracked and Pietro quickly got up and got you a glass of water and put it in your hand. “Drink Y/N”

“I’m fine, really I–” Pietro then cut you off by placing his hand around the bottom of the cup and slightly tipping it. 

“No more talking until you drink this.” 

You gave in and let him continue to tip the cup himself. After one drink, you realized how thirsty you actually were. You finished the cup of water and when you did Pietro smiled down at you and set it aside.

“You need rest now.” 

“Wait, Pietro..” You tried to sit up but when you did a sharp pain rolled through your body starting in your stomach. “Ah! Damn.” 

Pietro quickly grabbed for your wrists to keep you in bed.

“Y/N, you can’t get up, you are too, weak and you need rest.” he said sternly.

“Just hold on!” You pulled your wrists away from his reach and held your hand up in protest. “It’ll pass, just..wait.” 

The irritated look on Pietro’s face was definitely noticeable as you continued to an almost upright position.

“See.” you said triumphantly.

“Why are you doing this? There is no way in hell I am letting you out of this bed.”

The look on his face was becoming too much. You began laughing, hard. It hurt but you couldn’t stop. The drugs they had probably given you may have had something to do with it. Either way Pietro was not impressed.

“That’s it. You’re going to rip out a stitch if you don’t stop. Pietro put his hands on your shoulders and carefully pushed you back to a reclined position.

“Oh god, thank you.” you said as you caught your breathe and wiped a tear from your eye. 

Pietro no longer hid his smile. After re-positioning you on the bed, he remained close to you. Close enough to see his eyes glimmer in the light. Before you could comprehend what you were doing, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips into  yours. 

Time froze. Pietro didn’t react immediately, but when he did, he deepened the kiss and placed his hand on your cheek. You both explored each others mouths for what seemed like forever. You got lost in his refreshingly clean scent. His lips were soft but firm. He tasted like mint and sleep. His hair tickled the back of your hand. 

You both released each other at the same time. He looked deeply into your eyes, your chests rising and falling in sync.

“Get some sleep beautiful.” He ran his thumb across your cheek, leaned forward and kissed your forehead. 

“Sweet dreams.” 

He walked towards the door, dimmed the light, smiled towards you, and left the room. 

Unable to hide your giddy smile, you closed your eyes and gave into his wishes.