Peter Maximoff X reader
“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”* You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.**
You weren't sure how you got into this mess. Actually you knew exactly how. You had been sent on a mission with your secret crush Peter Maximoff. It should have been simple, get in, save the mutant, get out. Easy right? Wrong. The instant you stepped door into the compound the mutant was being held, the two of you were under attack by guards, a lot more guards than you originally anticipated. Peter took off in an instant, you scowled and got to work dispatching the guards. Your ability to control metal left people thinking you were another child of the famous Magnito, you thanked the lord everyday that it wasn't true,it would have made your crush on Peter weird, really weird.
You easily deflected the bullets back at the guards, incapitating them and leaving them groaning and clutching legs or arms on the ground. You strolled past them you weren't aware of a hidden guard aiming his gun at you. It wasn't until you heard the crack of a gun being fired and felt a rush of wind pass by you did you realize something was wrong. You turned and were horrified to see Peter on the ground, a red stain was quickly blossoming from his stomach. You looked over at the guard and the poor man seemed to know he had done something terribly stupid. With a short scream of fury you sent the man flying backwards by his belt, he hit the wall with a dull thud and lay unconscious on the ground.
You rushed over to Peter's side and hesitantly looked over his wound, it was still bleeding a lot and you were panicking. You knew you needed to get Peter somewhere safe, or at least somewhere you could stop the bleeding. With a bit of difficulty you used your ability to make a small metal stretcher under Peter. You carried the bleeding man into the compound and searched for a medical wing. Upon finding it you put Peter on a table. The instant he touched it a loud bang echoed through the room, someone had shut the door on you. You rushed over to check it and found it locked. You turned to look at Peter and sighed.
"Looks like we’ll be trapped for awhile"* Peter looked up and groaned, he held a hand to his stomach and in a flash he was standing infront of you.
"Really? How long is "awhile?" The silver haired mutant groaned again and doubled over in pain before he stood up looking determined. You signed and tried to lead him back to the bed.
"Peter, you just got shot. Please sit down...." He shook his head and stood firm.
"I'm fine (Y/n) 100% fine." No sooner had these words escaped his mouth did his eyes roll back and he started falling forward. With a surprised yelp you leapt forward to catch him, you staggered under his weight, you had to get him back on the bed. It took you five minutes but you managed to do it. You waited an hour, trying to keep him alive. You managed to stop the bleeding and carefully remove the bullet. But you had no supplies in the room to sew the wound closed. You wondered how a medical wing had no medical supplies. You were starting to get worried he would die here, you never even got to tell him how you felt. You felt tears prickling your eyes, you sniffed and put your head on the table.
The next thing you knew you were waking up in the medbay of the mansion. You sat up confused and were instantly greeted by a gust of wind and Peter's face extremely close to yours.
"Glad you're up. I've been up for an hour and you know I hate waiting.....what happened?" You smirked and hopped off the bed.
"You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”** Peter's face paled for a second before he returned to his normal self.
"Of course I wanted the attention of a pretty girl. And especially one as pretty as you" you frowned and turned to look at him.
"You mean that?" Peter smiled and the next second all rational thought flew out of the window. Peter has pressed his lips to yours in a rather passionate kiss, your hand flew up to his hair and gently tugged on the silver strands. Peter groaned and started walking you towards the recently vacated hospital bed. Before anything could go further a voice rang out in your head, it was Charles.
"As much as I am happy you both have admitted how you feel. Peter isn't supposed to do anything.....strenuous.....for awhile" you blushed heavily wondering who else in the mansion had know your feeling for Peter. You shrugged and decided that in that moment you didn't care, you went to kiss Peter again but he pulled away and looked around in exasperation.
"How long is awhile?!?"