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“ Y/N, don’t tell me you haven’t noticed at all,” Natasha said, her eyes looking straight into yours as you popped a piece of candy into your mouth. You just shrugged, focusing on the book that you held in your hand. You tried to focus but a flash of silver distracted you from your reading. Pietro suddenly entered the room and reached up to get a snack from the shelf.

His hand grasped the box of pop tarts and he turned around, your eyes meeting his. He smiled at you and winked. He started to walk away, his eyes still on yours and he bumped into the closed door in front of him. A chuckle escaped from his lips as he scratched his head, his silver locks a mess and he waved goodbye.

You only turned your head side-to-side, stopping a chuckle that formed deep in your throat but a small smile formed on your lips. The words on the page suddenly didn’t make sense and the words were a blur. Quicksilver managed to distract you once more and you didn’t like it at all.

“Ahem,” Natasha coughed out of the blue and your smile vanished. She wiggled her eyebrows and started to make kissing noises.

“ What?” You asked her, annoyed, knowing that Natasha saw right through you.

“ You know that he likes you right? Don’t pretend that you don’t notice his little acts whenever he’s around you. Well, he does always seem to embarrass himself whenever you’re involved and I suppose that you like him too,” Natasha said, snatching the book out of your hand.

“Hey!”

“ Stop denying it, you like him. I saw that.”

She turned around and the door creaked signaling her leave. You stayed there, thinking of the guy with the hair of silver. How could he like you? I mean, he’s aggressive, impatient and everything that you’re not. He was your complete opposite and you repel each other. But let’s face it, you’re also two opposite poles who are attracted to one another.

You shook your head, trying to get the thought out of your head. You could taste strawberry and milk as you bit hard onto the candy, breaking it in half. You took the book off the table and began to make your way out the pantry.

There was no sound, no chattering of employees in the lobby. There was only one employee who was left on the counter, who was quiet in her seat and you walked towards her.

“Excuse me, but where is everybody?” You asked, your eyes looking around. There was nobody in sight and there was silence.

“Oh hello, Ms. L/N, I believe Mr. Stark had ordered everyone to take a day off today but I’ve been told that Mr. Maximoff is still in the building,” She said, putting the phone to her ear.

Oh great, everyone left, except you and Pietro. How come nobody informed you, not even Natasha?

“That Tony! Really!” You screamed inside your head as you headed towards the elevator of the Avengers Tower. You vowed never to go to the Entertainment Room because you knew that Pietro loved hanging out in there. After the elevator dinged and the doors separated, you made your way to the Research Room, in other words, The Library.

You gently opened the door, the hinges creaking and you stepped inside, the smell of books greeted you. You scanned the big bookshelves, feeling the warmth of home but your smile vanished when you saw somebody sitting on your usual spot.

“ What are you doing here?” You asked him and he turned towards you a book in his hand. He smiled upon seeing you.

“ I’m here to keep you company. Don’t you get lonely up here by yourself?” He asked you and you only shook your head.

“ I don’t know what you’re doing here, Pietro, and I can manage without your company. Thank you.” You tell him as you walked away from where he sat. You turned around, making your way to the shelf, to return your book. There was a flash of silver and he was right beside you, he draped his arm over your shoulder. You groaned and took his arm off.

“ Stop it, Maximoff. Haven’t you heard of personal space?” You asked, walking faster, away from him.

“I don’t understand why you don’t like me, Y/N.”

He was suddenly right beside you. You could feel his eyes on you, as you looked straight, trying to find the right bookshelf. He took your hand and you quickly withdrew it from his grasp.

“Just leave me alone, please,” You pleaded, walking faster than ever, leaving him there but in an instant he managed to block your way. You were caught off guard, the book dropping from your hand. You didn’t bother to pick it up and you ran in the opposite direction, going through the maze of bookshelves, leaving Pietro standing there.

You ran through as many bookshelves as you can, until you made it to the end, in a deserted part of the library. You looked behind you and you calmed down after noticing that he didn’t follow.

“Ahh,” You screamed, when you finally turned around, seeing Pietro standing right in front of you. He slowly walked towards you and you stepped back. There was nowhere to run now; you were really alone with Quicksilver. You stopped moving and let him walk towards you, accepting defeat.

“ Why do you keep on pushing me away?” He asked, his voice annoyed for he could not understand why you hated him so much. He was growing impatient more than ever as he tried to win you over for days but you just wouldn’t let him in.

“Why, Y/N, tell me?” There was a slight raise in his voice and his eyes were looking straight into yours. You could feel his breath against your cheek.

“ Pietro, I-“

“ You what?”

“ I- I’m sorry. I’m just not-“ You tried to tell him but you couldn’t find the words to say. Your heart was beating loudly against your chest. You wanted to tell him that you didn’t hate him at all and that you were just too scared.

“ I’m scared.”

“ What? You’re afraid of me?” He asked, his voice changing a little. His lips parted slightly in surprise. You felt vulnerable in front of him.

“ I’m not scared of you. I’m just -“ Your eyes brimmed with tears, for nobody had ever done this before, all this pestering. You looked up at him and his eyes suddenly softened, his hand warming yours.

“ Don’t cry, Y/N. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry,” He said with deep worry in his voice.

“I’m just scared of getting too close to people, it’s not about you, Pietro,” You tell him, looking down. Your words were just a whisper.

“ Why?” He asked.

You were a bit hesitant but you sat down, your back on one of the shelves. Pietro sat beside you, not letting go of your hand. He was curious about why you felt that way and he was willing to listen.

You took a deep breath and began to talk. You just looked down at your hands and you could feel his eyes on you.

“ I wasn’t always like this. It just sort of happened. I let people get too close to me, I let them in and they started to fill me up with happy memories. Just when I thought that nothing would ever change, they leave and it hurts. It hurts to be left, to wait to be remembered and I’m tired of waiting. I just don’t want it to happen again. I can’t risk it anymore because it’s constantly being repeated. I can’t deal with that.”

Pietro only looked at you, he could feel the dampness of your tears as you cried softly. He didn’t say anything at all but he felt the impact of your words. He cupped your cheeks and turned your face towards his. You sniffled as you felt his lips upon your forehead. He looked at your face, wiping your tears.

“ I won’t leave you Y/N. I promise. I’ll always be here for you,” He said and soon his cheeky smile came into view.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

“ I don’t, this promise is real because I care about you,” He said, his eyes searching yours.

“ Okay, I- I trust you,” You tell him. He draped an arm around you and pulled you closer. Your head landed upon his shoulder. You could still feel the tears escape and you could taste them but you couldn’t stop. This was the first time that somebody had broken your walls and that person stayed, no matter how vulnerable you seemed.

You stayed that way, until you exhausted yourself. You couldn’t cry anymore and your eyes were red. Hiccups began to escape and your eyes drooped. You didn’t know, for how long both of you stayed there.

Pietro’s arm was already sleeping and it hurt but he didn’t want to move. He relished this closeness more than anything. He smiled, inhaling your scent and turned to look closely at you. You were already asleep in his arms and he looked around, making sure that nobody was there. He smiled for a moment and leaned down, stealing a kiss from you.

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“Yes!!! Finally! Tony screamed, his eyes glued on the computer monitor. The other Avengers were locked up in the CCTV room, spying on you and Pietro. They were all happy to see that you were warming up to Pietro, for they wanted the two of you to get together. It was Tony’s idea to spy on you but it was constantly Pietro’s idea to let all the people evacuate the building so that he could talk to you without anyone snooping.

He was totally wrong about that part though.