Y/N Romanoff is Natasha Romanoff’s younger sister, she is also a trained assassin and spy. Y/N loves to grow flowers in her spare time, the feeling of the Earth beneath her fingertips makes her happy. One day she’s working on her flower garden when Pietro runs past and ruins them. She’s really upset and to make it up to her Pietro replants all of them for her. The two of them develop a friendship and soon begin to fall for each other, much to Natasha’s distaste.
Pietro x Reader, Natasha x Reader
Not requested but the idea just came to me.
Warning: Swearing, Fluff!!
“Y/N. Come on wake up. Breakfast is almost ready and you promised you’d train with me today.” Natasha shook her sister awake and smiled when she threw the covers off her and got out of bed.
She knew Y/N only got out of bed as soon as she was woken up because she was hungry but at least she was awake.
Natasha let her sister change into the sweatpants and top she always wore for training before grabbing her hand and dragging her towards the kitchen where everyone else was waiting.
“And the winner for the award of the last person up this morning goes to Y/N Romanoff!” Tony grinned as he spoke.
“Shut up Tony.” Y/N flipped him off as she grabbed a cup of coffee off Natasha.
“Feisty as ever little Romanoff.”
“I’ll show you just how feisty I am when I kick your ass tin man.”
“Ouch. You hurt my tin man feelings.” Y/N rolled her eyes at Tony as she tucked into her pancakes.
Once breakfast was over Natasha, Y/N and Wanda headed to the training room where they would stay for the next couple of hours.
Y/N was running on the treadmill when Natasha told her to take a break. Y/N caught the water bottle that Wanda threw at her and gratefully downed half of it.
Y/N couldn’t wait for the training session to be over so she could go down to the garden and tend to her flowers.
Another hour and a half had passed and the training was finally over. Y/N had taken a shower and was now sat in her little garden tending to her flowers. She hadn’t been there long when a gust of wind blew past her face followed by a blue streak.
“Can he not slow down for one second?” Y/N mumbled to herself as she watched the blue streak aka Pietro Maximoff aka that cute but annoying Sokovian bastard.
Y/N turned her attention back to her flying to find that they had been ruined by Pietro. “Pietro Maximoff! Get your ass back here right now you little bastard!”
“You called Y/N?”
“You ruined my flowers.” her voice was shaking and the tears were threatening to spill at any moment.
Pietro looked down at Y/N’s now ruined garden and his eyes widened. “Y/N I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin your garden.” Y/N could hear the guilt and the sincerity in his voice and she could also see it in his eyes. Y/N turned and began to walk away, “Y/N, where are you going?”
“I don’t know.”
The next day Y/N reluctantly dragged herself out of bed, she decided to skip breakfast and head straight to the garden to replant the flowers Pietro ruined yesterday. She was no longer angry at him, she was just upset.
Y/N managed to sneak past the kitchen without Nat seeing her, she knew that if Nat saw her going out without having any food then she’d drag her into the kitchen and make her eat something.
Y/N opened the cupboard she kept her flower seeds in only to find them gone, thats weird there were two full packets there yesterday. She opened the door and smiled as the cool morning air hit her. She hummed a tune to herself as she rounded the corner to her garden, what she next stopped her in her tracks, Pietro was kneeling down in her garden and it looked like he was planting something.
“Uh Pietro? What are you doing?” he was now sprinkling water over the dry patches of Earth.
He looked up at her when she spoke to him. “I felt really bad about what I did yesterday so I got up early to replant them for you. Infact I just finished.”
“I. I don’t know what to say. Uh, thank you. That was so sweet of you.”
“So am I forgiven?”
“You’re forgiven. Wanna go have some breakfast? I make a mean omlette.”
“I’d love to.”
The two of them walked into the kitchen smiling and laughing and Pietro had his arm around her shoulder as he laughed at something she said. much to the surprise of the other Avengers. Pietro and Y/N had never been that close and now all of a sudden they were close enough to be almost hugging each other.
“Alright. What do you want in your omlette?”
“Whatever you think is good. You are the chef after all.”
“Bacon and cheese it is.”
“Sounds delicious prinţesă.” Their eyes never left each other’s while they spoke.
They then became aware of the other Avengers staring at them, they looked away from each other to the table where everyone was looking at them with furrowed brows and narrowed but confused eyes. “What?” they both said at the same time.
“Nothing.” They all replied and went back to sipping their coffees. Y/N and Pietro shared a look but shrugged their shoulders and started making breakfast. The others couldn’t help but watch them with curious eyes as the two of them stood side by side, arms touching as they made breakfast together.
Chapter 3 (Ten months later)
Over the past then months Y/N and Pietro had grown closer and closer and it was very obvious to the others that the two of them had feelings for each other. The two were constantly togehter and flirting but they were still so oblivious to one another’s feelings.
The closer Y/N nad Pietro got the more protective Nat became of her little sister. She just didn’t want Y/N to get hurt, she had already been through so much in her life and Natasha couldn’t stand the thought of her little sister being heartbroken, especially by someone so close to them.
Natasha looked over at Y/N and Pietro as they sat on the couch, his arm was draped over her shoulder and she was leaning into his side and they were laughing about something.
“Nat? Everything okay?” Natasha whipped her head round to see Steve stood next to her.
“Everythings fine Steve.”
“Then why are you staring at them?”
“I’m not staring. I’m just keeping an eye on them.”
“He won’t hurt her you know? Just look at the way he looks at her, like she’s the only one in the room, like he’s in love with her. As for Y/N, she’s clearly in love with him too. I’ve know you two for a few years now and I have never seen her smile and laugh as much as she does when she’s with him. They’re clearly meant for each other but knowing Y/N like I do she probably won’t start a relationship with him until she has your blessing.”
Natasha looked back over at the pair to see them looking into each others eyes while they spoke, it’s like a veil had been lifted from her eyes, Steve was right. They were clearly meant for each other. Natasha got up from her seat and walked over to them.
“Hey Nat. You alright?”
“I’m fine Y/N. Can I talk to the two of you for a moment?” Y/N and Pietro shared a lokk before nodding at her. “I just want you to know that if the two you want to get together then you have my blessing. You’re perfect for each other but, Pietro if you ever hurt her not only will I kick your ass but Y/N will too. Honestly though, you two are great together.”
They watched Natasha as she walked away from them, a small blush appeared on their cheeks. “Would you like to dance
prinţesă?” Pietro stood up and she grasped his outstreched hand and they headed to the dancefloor. A slow song started playing so Peitro spun Y/N around under his arm before pulling her into his chest.
“Smooth Piet. Very smooth.”
“I bet it’s not as smooth as this dragoste.” Pietro spun her around again but this time when she was pulled back into his chest he pressed his lips against hers, Y/N felt him smile into the kiss when she started to kiss him back.
She pulled away for a breif moment and whispered “That was definitley more smooth.”
before she pressed her lips against his again.
They pulled out of the kiss when they heard clapping and cheering coming from the couches. They looked over to see all of the Avengers watching them with huge grins on their faces. Y/N hid her face in Pietro’s chest, her cheeks turning bright red and she felt him chuckle as they continued dancing. He tilted her chin up and kissed her softly again, neither of them caring that their friends were watching with smiles on their faces.
Written for Klaine Valentines 2016. Prompt: Can You Feel The Love Tonight? Klaine, 1030 words, A03
“Do you have the video camera?”
Blaine gives Kurt an unbelieving look. “Of course. What kind of dad do you think I am?”
Kurt loops his arm through Blaine’s as they shuffle towards the door of Katie’s elementary school, nodding hello to the other parents who are all there for the spring chorus concert. “The kind of wonderful dad who stayed up until two in the morning finishing his daughter’s costume and might be feeling a little sleepy this afternoon?”
Blaine grins. “I had two cups of coffee with lunch. And then another one right before heading over here. I’m the most awake dad in Brooklyn.” He pulls his messenger bag around and opens it, showing Kurt the video camera inside. “But I packed up the camera and everything else last night, so I wouldn’t forget it. Just in case.”
Kurt squeezes his arm and Blaine leans to give him a quick peck on the cheek.
They turn to see little Tessa, waiting in line with her kindergarten class, waving frantically at them both.
“Hi sweetie!” Blaine waves back. He can see Kurt wavering, wanting to go over and give Tessa a hug, but they’ve been through this before. If they do, she won’t want them to leave. Tessa’s crying fits are well known at the school, and this is really not a good time for one. Not right before Katie’s big debut.
I saw Civil War last night, and I’m pretty sure my blood pressure is still higher than it’s supposed to be. Marvel really did a fantastic job on it, so why not celebrate with some awards? (Also I’m off-hiatus and awards are fun.)
Enjoyed a wonderful show by Tony award winner, John Lloyd Young at Sterling’s Upstairs at the Federal last night. His performance was incredible; he never fails to wow long standing fans as well as people seeing him for the first time!
Happy I got to spend time with friends and make some new friends as well. :-)
Very grateful that I have this life and the ability to have these experiences.
I took 2,197 photos of JLY last night; here’s a preview ;-)
I’ll work on getting the other photos up as soon as I can. If you reblog, please include the original credit for the photo to me.