Work your magic? - Pietro x Reader
You were roused from the library by Clint’s shouts and screams of your name. racing through the corridors you found your way to the voices and Banners Lab. “what is it?” you asked before your face paled, you saw a man laying unconscious on the bed, blood pouring from the multiple holes in his torso.
“I don’t suppose you could work your magic, could you?” Clint panted as Natasha helped him stand. A few years ago you were involved in a little… ‘accident’ with Bruce which left you, somehow with healing powers. Your brother Tony had gone crazy at him and almost caused him to hulk out but luckily you managed to calm the both of them down however ever since, Tony had been particularly protective of you hence the reason he didn’t allow you on the mission to Sokovia.
You rushed to the mans side and looking at his injuries, knowing that if you did this - when you did this you would cause some damage to yourself too (you had used your powers enough now to understand them a bit better) “Please, y/n” Clint sounded more tired than he did before and it snapped you out of your thoughts. Laying your hands on his chest slightly you concentrated as you felt his skin healing over the holes that were once there and eventually you heard his gasp of breath and felt him move to sit up but, as he did, you fell backwards and hit the floor hard hearing Tony shout your name as you blacked out.
You awoke in your bed, Tony by your side holding your hand however was snoring snoring slightly as he rested his head on your arm. You chuckled softly and nudged him awake, he looked up with his eyes still half closed and his hair his signature mess. “oh so your up then” ha joked and rubbed his eyes a bit to wake himself up more, “how you feeling pebbles”
“not too bad bam-bam” you laughed at your childhood nicknames, when you were little the two of you were quite fond of the Flintstones so your mother started using the nicknames and they just kinda stuck. He stood up and helped you sit up and asked JARVIS too call Bruce to come and check you over.
You chuckled at the memory and moved to the edge of your bed, attempting to stand up.
“nah ah ah, your not going anywhere” he attempted to push you back down. “you need to be better for the party in a few days.”
“What party?” you looked at him confused as Bruce came in
“Just a little affair, give the team a break after the battle you know?” you nodded and directed you attention to Bruce at last,
“how long have I been out?”
“only 48 hours, don’t worry” Bruce smiled at you kindly before going through a few routine checks, “how are you feeling, y/n?”
“perfectly fine, thank you”
“do you feeling like getting up and about?, I know a few people who want to both meet and thank you. Do you fancy coming down to the party maybe too”
“I don’t know, I mean, I didn’t exactly help out did i? besides I’m not actually a part of the team”
“oh shut it missy, you’re my sister and you are part of the team so if your are feeling up to it I may or may not have got you a new dress” he smiled as you beamed up at him and stood, wobbling slightly before pulling him into a hug.
You made your way down the stairs and slowly towards the door to the library when a rather happy Natasha crushed you into a hug . “Thank god your okay” she beamed at you “Clint was so worried about you after he asked you to save Pietro”
“Pietro, so that’s his name” the question of the mans name had puzzled you since you had woken up, that and if you had managed to heal him. You could see that Natasha was about to speak when you felt a cold breeze and hands on your shoulders.
“You are the one that helped me, no?” you turned to face the accented voice to see one of the most gorgeous men you had ever seen. Sure you had seen him when you healed him but now he wasn’t covered in bruises and blood he sure did look a damn sight better.
“ye-yes I am” you smiled at him but mentally cursed yourself for messing up. Yes, you were a Stark but you did not seem to inherit the flirtatious trait that was so commonly known in your brother.
“I’ll leave you two to introductions” you could hear Natasha holding back laughter as she walk off towards the training room.
“I guess I owe you a thank you, y/n yes?”
“mm yea that’s me” you chuckled nervously, “and it was nothing, any friend on Clint’s is a friend of mine”
“it couldn’t have been nothing, you were out for two days - is there a way I could thank you?” the idea of him asking you on a date sprang to mind but, you had never been on a date… ever! To be quite honest you had never had your first kiss either, you were shy in high school too and you still are now.
“There’s no need, honestly I was just playing my part. I should leave you to your training or whatever” you made quick excuses and turned slowly and managed your way into the library without getting dizzy.
The next few days involved you sitting in either Bruce’s lab or the library, still recovering from the damage that healing Pietro caused to you. Speaking of Pietro, the excuses he came up with to somehow be around you were starting to get a bit ridiculous, they started out reasonable like 'just wanting to help out’ or asking Bruce to help him and his sister to understand what strucker actually did to them but now they were things like, 'just observing’ or investigating how shield worked but really, you saw him paying more attention to you then anything he actually asked about. You had thought this over multiple times and still were as you walked down the stairs the party. The dress Tony had bought you was a (colour) 1940’s party style dress and it was gorgeous, you smoothed out the skirt as you reached the end of the staircase before looking around the packed room. Seeing Tony and Steve by the bar you made your way over, dodging the seemingly countless people that had been invited, “ah there’s my girl” Tony smiled and hugged you, “but I gotta leave you with the cap there’s some… urgent business I need to attend to over there” you followed his direction of sight and saw two blondes laughing on the other side of the room. You cringed and turned to Steve as he left,
“I apologise for my brother” you smiled at him and he chuckled slightly,
“its fine, you should see him on missions sometimes” you laughed slightly - you always felt so relaxed around Steve; he was probably your best friend. “I love your dress by the way” you blushed and looked down, of course the 1940’s
“thank you Cap” you smiled slightly, “you don’t look half bad your self” you finally looked back up at him and saw him gazing at you,
“I don’t suppose I could get you a drink somewhere a bit less crowded could i?” he asked, his hand was moving slightly towards your waist but before you knew it a heavenly accented voice was by your ear.
“sorry, I need to steal her for a moment” before you could register what was going on Pietro had his arms round your waist and was racing you off somewhere away from the masses of people. When he placed you down the world around you span and you had to grab his arms in order to stay upright. After you had finally caught up with the world you looked around to find yourself in the library - a concerned Pietro looking at you, “you okay?”
“what the heck Pietro? What was that?”
“no one flirts with the girl I want” with that he kissed you lightly but when you didn’t kiss back he pulled away, “you like the captain, don’t you” the truth was you liked Pietro too but you couldn’t kiss - you didn’t know how!
“no its not like that, I just… I’ve never kissed anyone before” you blushed furiously and looked away as you heard him laugh
“come, princessa let me teach you.” he pulled your face gently to look at him and kissed you again this time you melted into his touch and carefully kissed back, feeling him smiling against your lips. “I love your kisses” he chuckled, “I love you, y/n.”