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[mellarkslovergirl]

[pietro-maximoff-official]

Hi! I like your hair, is it natural? *studies him to try to remember who he is.* You look... Familiar.

-@karmaisabitchandsoami2

Pietro squinted at the person in front of him, "It's been natural since my teens. Hello, by the way... Can't say I recognise you, personally."

[captain-steve-rogers-official]

Hey Steve?

Or…Captain Rogers? *confused screaming*

Anyways I wanted to say hello, and how are you and all that stuff

Hello there,

Steve is just fine.

I am well, how are you?

[fandral-the-dashing-official]

I just found the fluffliest thing in the woods on Midgard this morning.

[loki-laufeyson-official]

hi Loki! :D

@fox-barnes

Hello, who are you?

[marygoddessofmischief]

Can we petition Marvel for a variant of Professor Loki?? Bearded, glasses, suit, the works??

[baldewanstopplsilytho]

[beyoncesdragon]

Sokovian Bastard Pt.2 (Pietro Maximoff)

Requested: No

Warnings: swearing, cocky Pietro and jealous reader, swearing and uhm..yeah, swearing. 

Summary: Being an avenger has never been easy, and after a certain Sokovian joins the team, it really just does not help your concentration. At all. Especially because the two of you just wouldn’t get along.

a/n: SORRY I had to make 2 Parts, Tumblr was bitching around  somehow not working, I hope its not a bother, sorry sorry sorry...

My Masterlist 

Part I

He just laughed and gave a side eye. “And you could’ve also finished that soldier on your own, I bet?” I huffed again. “I had it under control.” That made him laugh even louder. “Just shut up.” And I did, trying to ignore how good it actually felt to have his arm wrapped around me.

“Still in bed, princess?” I looked up from my book as the familiar accent ripped me out my imagination. “What does that mean, speedster. I had a five centimeter deep, burned-in bit to cure, I don’t know how fast you expect me to get up and fight again.” He said nothing, just leaned against the doorframe of the medical complex. “Besides, it’s been a day.” I continued, eyes wandering over his face. “And I heard that they had wonderful doctors here…you’re just being lazy.” I closed my book and pushed myself up. “That too, but that is not your business to mingle in. Sod off Mr. Speedy Gonzales.” He snorted and shook his head. “I came because Stark was asking if you would still attend to the party tonight?” I shrugged. “Probably yes. Why wouldn’t he just send FRIDAY?” he now shrugged, clicking with his tongue impatiently. “How would I know. See you tonight then.” And with that he was gone. I frowned confusedly. “Whatever that has been again…” I mumbled under my breath, pushing the covers back. Pietro was right…I was just being lazy. 

Miss Cho was alright with me leaving, she knew that I was healed again. On my question if she would come too tonight, she shrugged reluctantly, before slyly asking if not Thor would attend too. That made me giggle as I promised her that I would ask for her before I left. After I took a shower, I inspected my hip. The injury was almost completely gone already, the special cell-manipulating technique they had seemed to work fantastically. I was positive that I could attend the party tonight. But first, I had to ask Tony about Thor. “FRIDAY, where can I find Tony?” I asked loudly, pulling a pair of jeans and a white sweater over my shivering body before heading out again. “In the kitchen track, accompanied by Miss Romanoff, Mr. Barton and the Maximoff twins.” Was the immediate answer and I nodded. “Thank you FRIDAY.” “Nothing to thank for Miss.”

“Look who came back from the dead!” Clint cheered as I entered the wide kitchen. Wanda hugged me immediately, a hug I returned with pleasure. “Yeah, death might be a bit exaggerated but…I’m back.” I grinned over Wanda’s shoulder and Nat laughed. “Hungry?” I nodded quickly. “A little bit…ah Tony.” I called out, and he lifted his head. 

“Yes darling? I too am obviously ecstatic that you’re back, I was just a little occupied with Pepper…how can I help.” I grinned at him before taking a seat at the bar. “I just wanted to ask if a certain god of thunder would attend too tonight?” Tony (as well as the others) shot me a surprised glance. “Asking for a friend, obviously.” I added with a chuckle, taking a sip of a smoothie Nat had handed me. 

“You do know that he has a girlfriend right?” I rose my eyebrow. “Lovely Pietro, I do. However, that doesn’t change the fact that he is nice to look at, right? And also, as I already mentioned, I am not asking for myself. Maybe you should get your “wandering mind” under control.” I gave him a taste of his own medicine now and he clearly remembered. “Sure I do. I can also get you one or two magnifying glasses so you and your “friend” can intensify your ogling.” He snapped, getting up from the chair he’d sat on. My eyebrow wandered up even higher. “Look at you Maximoff, are you jealous you don’t get my unshared attention?” I slid off my chair and crossed my arms over my chest, just like he tended to do it. With a few steps he had planted himself in front of me, staring down with an irritated glare. “Are we a bit needy today, speedster?” I taunted softly, my lips curling up amused. His eyes burned like two blue suns, irritated but then again, I meant to catch a hint of amusement in between the whirl of upset. “Look who’s cocky now…” he pushed out before speeding out of the door in a second. “Coward!” I mocked laughing, turning back to Nat, Clint, Tony and Wanda.

 “Sorry…now, is Thor coming?” Tony just nodded. “I uhm, think so.” He said slowly, clearing his voice. “The two of you should really just…make out or something. The tension…” he exclaimed dramatically, setting my cheeks on fire. “Not gonna happen Tony.” I mumbled embarrassed, leaving the kitchen now as well, Nat’s drink in my hand.

Just hours later, the healthy smoothie had been replaced with a pink cocktail, again, by Natasha. She had her arm linked with mine, a similar drink in her hand as well and we walked towards the couch. “Look at the ladies tonight!” Someone suddenly roared and we snapped around, finding Thor himself standing behind us with opened arms. “Well, look at you Odinson. In a suit and all!” I laughed, pressing a kiss on his cheek. Natasha simply nodded politely, a warm smile on her face. “Yeah, that cape is sometimes a’lil in the way.” He mumbled, brushing over the jacket. In this moment, Wanda joined us. “How’s Jane doing?” I asked, giving Wanda a smile and immediately after whistled quietly. She looked amazing. “Lass’s doing well. Travelin’ around in those planes and what not. But she’s doing great, I suppose!” Thor smiled happily, giving my back a friends tap. Though it was so powerful, that I almost tripped over. “Sorry lass.” He mumbled immediately, grabbing my arm to stabilize me again. 

In the corner of my eyes I saw Pietro looking over to us, giving me a harsh glare before downing his drink. I rose my eyebrows at him before I waving it off. “That’s alright Thor, don’t worry.” He let go of my arm. “I’ll go over to Banner…see ya in a bit!” he excused himself with a smile. “I’ll join! If you don’t mind?” Nat piped in, squeezing my arm softly before making her way with Thor over to the balcony. I relinked my arm with Wanda’s turning her around towards the bar. 

“You don’t even have a drink…what can I get you?” She grinned surprised. “Whatever there is…but make it strong. I don’t think I can survive your and my brothers bickering else any longer.” I giggled softly, preparing her glass. “Sorry we don’t get along. Him and I…that’s just not working out.” I explained, searching for a bottle of vodka. “Or you should just make out already.” Wanda repeated Tony’s words and I snorted. “I bet he’d rather jump out of the window than that.” “And you? You wouldn’t?” I stopped preparing her drink for a second. Would I really mind? How fucked up that actually was…I wouldn’t. “Of course I would.” I stuttered a bit too late, feeling my face grow warm. Wanda just hummed. “You know…he came and checked up on you when you were in medical treatment.” She then said and I snapped up. “What?” my eyes darted over to him, confused about what I was supposed to say now. “Yeah he was quite worried.” My eyes trailed over his face and upper body as I watched him chat with Maria. She tilted her head back as she laughed at something he said and a smug smirk formed on his face. “Well however, I’m clearly not his type though.” I said with wink, handed her the drink and walked over to the couch where Tony, Steve, Rhodey and Clint sat around, along with a few other people. 

“…and then suddenly this big dude jumped out of nowhere…a mutant probably.” Rhodey just said, taking a sip from his beer. “What is he talking about?” I whispered into Clint’s ear as I sat down. “About our mission, two days ago. Looks like you weren’t the only one who crossed path with a mutant.“ he whispered back before listening to Rhodey again. He had a funny way of telling stories and it was great listening to something you experienced told by someone else. 

“And let’s not forget our two lovebirds teaming up!” Steve suddenly mentioned and I snapped up. “Excuse me Captain, I was in a quite tricky situation there and had literally no other choice than let him help me.” I defended myself and Tony grinned. “Well, Pietro over there had an eye on you the whole time, so I knew I wouldn’t have to help.” My eyebrows shot up at that. “He had?”  Tony nodded smugly. “Maybe. But you should go and ask him yourself.” Steve nodded quickly. “You really should, because it also looks like agent Hill is stealing your man.” I emptied my drink with a huff and got up. “Hill’s not doing anything.” I mumbled, and those idiots cheered immediately. “So he is your man though?” Tony yelled and I flinched, scoffing at him as I walked towards Pietro and Hill. Pietro’s eyes immediately fell on me as I approached and just seconds after he leaned just a bit closer to Hill than it would’ve been necessary. 

I slowed down and bit my lip…why should I even bother them. 

It was clear that he had an interest in her, and also he wanted to annoy me, but if it worked that well…probably I should approach him. His satisfied grin however made me rethink and I continued to walk towards him. 

“Maximoff.” 

“Princess.” 

“I heard you had had an eye on me back in the field…wanted to thank for that.” His eyebrows shot up slightly. “Also, cute of you that you checked up on me while I was in treatment.” I added, seeing him grow slightly nervous. “And the one who told you that was…?” “Wanda, Steve, Tony…” I started, feeling my lips twitch slightly. He was embarrassed and that was wonderful. “Well, you’re welcome I guess.” He said, clearing his throat. “Maria and I were about to grab some drinks and then excuse ourselves. She wanted to show me something in the lab…you would be so kind and tell the others, right princess?” he suddenly asked sweetly, a coy look in his eyes. Well, well, well…how the tables have turned. 

“Why don’t you tell them yourself?” I replied, honeyed voice layered with venom. Show him something in the lab my ass. His eyes light up as he probably caught on to my sudden and uncomfortable jealousy and his lips turned up. “How mean.” I shrugged before turning around, not looking at Maria once and walking towards the balcony. I wanted to find Banner and Thor and Nat, maybe down some shots with her. “Just a second Maria…” I heard the Sokovian mumble before he suddenly appeared next to me. “Now…who was green-eyed now, princess?” I snorted, keeping my steady walk towards the balcony. “If this is what this was about, then that was very unfair towards Maria. Go and apologize, then go and fuck yourself.” He just chuckled. “Cute. So you were jealous.” The cold air hit me as I stepped outside, no sign of Thor, Banner or Nat to be seen. Shit. 

“I don’t know if you can remember but haven’t I said something about your ego before…” I snapped, turning around to him. “You always get snappy when I’m right, have you noticed? And also, I heard them calling me your man….is that how you refer to me now?” I could feel my blood shooting to my face. “I wasn’t calling you that. They did.” He hummed amused, suddenly leaning forwards to trap me between his arms and the glass balustrade. “And you said…?” I gulped. I said nothing because…why haven’t I? 

“I said nothing.” I just replied, feeling intimidated by his sudden closeness. “What is this Pietro? I though we don’t like each other?” he tilted his head. “I don’t like you.” ouch, a bit rough now, huh. “You’re annoying, loud, snappy, sassy, cocky and a know it all. You are an insufferable tease and hold grudges forever because if you wouldn’t, you would’ve forgiven me for pushing you off that balcony because I apologized…” I wanted to reply something but he pressed his finger against my lip, “then again you wish me luck, blush easily when others comment about us, are annoyingly funny and witty and apparently a good friend to everyone but to me and, to make matters worse, despite your dislike you seem to have against me, you get jealous so ridiculously easy. I don’t even know what I should think about you.” he rambled and I could only stare. 

Everything he said was how I felt about him, his idiotic jokes, his smile, his teasing, his witty and sassy comebacks, his know it all attitude I hated so much, his mean comments and self-esteem shattering remarks, his nicknames he had for me and how beautiful he looked right in that moment as he had me trapped now not only mentally but physically. And I was whipped as well as angry, because…because I held a grudge? Because we took such a long time to talk? Because I still couldn’t help but wish I wouldn’t have to hide that I’d found him attractive and intriguing and all of that? I didn’t even know. But what I did know was, that him making me jealous on purpose was cocky. So cocky that it seemed to be the only thing my overwhelmed brain could muster to mumble. 

“Well then don’t flirt with Hill, you sokovian bastard.” He stopped for a second, eyes flickering over my face. “Well then don’t look.” I frowned. 

“Cool speedster, then stop smirking the way you do, looking the way you do, cut your hair and dye it yellow and purple and look ugly, stop wearing those skin-tight shirts and tops around the building, stop working out and stop getting buff, stop making doe eyes whenever you want something, stop chewing on your lips when you think, stop annoying me twenty-four seven, stop calling me princess, go get a face lift and grow old and fat and stop making me look!” I bubbled out, outraged about his arrogant comment. Ignorant bastard. “Look at you princess.” He coed suddenly, his voice dripping of self-satisfaction. “You pay attention to details hm?” I gulped angrily, not saying anything. “’Suppose you spent enough time staring then.” 

He pushed himself off the balustrade, crossing his hands behind his back. “Now, I am pretty sure I left Hill waiting for too long already and the others are missing you…see you tomorrow I suppose?” and with that he turned and walked away. 

That was the last straw. I basically exploded, I was so angry. “Oh you are not doing that.” I hissed, walking up on him angrily. “You are not walking off like that, after everything you just heard!” he stopped, turning around to me. Again, this cocky twinkle in his eyes. 

“Then what would you have me do instead, princess?” he asked soft, mockingly, knowing. I was aware that practically every avenger including Maria who had her focus on him anyways, was watching right now. But I count quite get myself to care. “I don’t know Maximoff, but walking off like a goddamn…chaperone is not what I let you get away with, believe me!” I spat out, feeling how hurt now bubbled up in between the anger. “That was what I meant…so ridiculously easy jealous.” He whispered amused before suddenly dipping down and pressing a feathery kiss to my lips. I froze, my brain simply gave up and wasn't even trying to grasp what just happened. 

“I will be right back princess, she is just transmitting my data onto FRIDAY’s database so I too, can access the liquor cabinet with the beloved booze.” He grinned softly, dipping down for another kiss and I made wide eyes. “You are kidding me right?” he shook his head slowly. “Not at all. But taking that you kissed me back and all…you are now free to call me your man, if that is what you’re into, alright?” he winked, cocky as ever but with a soft blush on his cheek. 

“You are the worst. Literally, the worst Pietro. And I will never stop calling you names, just because you did that.” He laughed softly before carefully wrapping his arm around my waist. “I can live with that…now let me just go and get some booze yeah? We luckily live here, so we don’t have to take a taxi back to my place…” I blinked surprised. “So confident already.” He just laughed. 

“As if you would say no...princess.”