Nightshade's Dawn

The next morning they were still on the roof.

He woke up first, first time ever, arms around her and he brushed her hair out of her eyes that weren’t open yet. He kissed her eyelids and smiled slightly.

“ Frumoasă ,” Pietro whispered, kissing her head. His hand rubbing her shoulder as a way to gently wake her. She stirred a little and her eyes fluttered open but closed when she saw the sun. “Good morning dragul meu .”

Veronika had her head on his chest and their legs intertwined. She groaned but smiled up at him “Morning.”

Her green eyes were still riddled with sleep while his blue ones looked wide awake.

If this wasn’t his favorite way to wake up, her laying on him head on his chest and now her staring up at him, he didn’t know what would be. She sighed and nuzzled into his chest a little but spoke muffledly.

“We need to get up. Wanda is expecting us for breakfast I think.”

He sighed disappointedly and looked around. “But I’m comfy. I like holding you.”

“We get up and go to breakfast. After dinner I’ll give you ALL the…. cuddles, I think it’s called that…You want.” She smirked.

“It is called cuddles frumoasă . So, yes, I’ll take your deal.” he let his arms fall off her. And she stood turning the words ‘cuddles’ in her mouth with her accent. It sounded interesting. Hot, in a way. He smiled at her as he stood too, and she looked around stretching her back. Her clothes, mainly the bra and jeans, were very uncomfortable so she couldn’t wait to change.

“Okay I’m ready, you ready?”

“Yeah, I’ll meet you at breakfast. Just need to clear this up alright?” he said, starting to fix the blankets. He had an idea last night and needed time.

“Oh, do you want me to help-” she started to help but quickly, gently, he grabbed her wrists and smiled.

“No, no, no, I’m fine go, I’ll be there soon.” he kissed her temple. “Promise.”

She gave a look, he just smiled, she sighed and nodded. “Fine, but hurry, I would hate to infringe on Wanda and Vision alone.” she kissed his cheek. “Bye.”

He smiled as she turned and left, quickly starting to look like he’s cleaning before he heard the door to the roof close. Then running off to near the ocean.

He came back to the roof, finished up there and then went to breakfast with Veronika, Wanda and Vision. Wanda and Veronika were talking about last night when he appeared and Wanda picked on them for falling asleep on the roof, they in-sync, rolled their eyes and laughed with her, and Vision just watched her adoringly.

Veronika loved how much in love the two were; she just wished they admitted it to each other. Finding Vision’s looks at Wanda are just adorable.

After breakfast her and Pietro went to their rooms to get changed for their DATE date. A night on the town, where it is literally just them. Veronika showered and then dressed in the black dress with moons and stars, wore boots she had gotten from Natasha. Again, putting on her rings she stood in front of her mirror, then grabbed the bracelet he gave her, a simple silver chain with her name on it, with a moon/sun effect, and put it back on. She smiled, but then she looked in the mirror at her hair.

“Think I’ll put it up…” She said, lifting her hair into her hands. Maybe to hide the white, because people will recognize her and it could be very good, or very bad. She started putting portions of her hair into a crown-like braid, but soon realized she’ll be needing to ask Wanda for help; she went and asked her for help. Wanda nodded and they sat on her friend's bed while she helped.

“You two are really going into OUR mall? I thought that was our place.” She fake pouted.

“It’s just once Wanda, promise.” She smiled. “Vision doesn’t know we’re leaving right?”

“No, why?”

“Tony, I have a feeling he gave Vision orders to keep us here. You know? Mama said Tony had talked to Vision but never clarified what about. I trust Vision just not Tony…he will do anything to get his way. He’s done it before, you know?”

“Yeah…I guess you’re right.” Wanda sighed as she finished the braid. “I promise I’ll keep them off your trail.” She smiled.

“You’re the best.” she laughed as her friend hugged her.

“No all you.” Wanda laughed too. “You’re ready to go if you’d like.”

“Okay…” She stood and looked at herself. “So you think I look nice?”

“Pietro will be drooling, as he always is around you.”

She rolled her eyes. “Seriously?”

“Yes, I have never seen Pietro more head over heels for someone. Trust me, his thoughts are always on you…always.” she said grossed out a little but still laughed. “Seriously, he’ll love your outfit, but even in a garbage bag he’d love you.”

“I’d pull off a garbage bag very well.” She smirked cockily.

“You really would.” She smiled at her friend. “Now go, he’s looking for you.”

“How do you know that-”

A knock-on Wanda’s door came.

“Veronika? Are you in Wanda’s room?”

“Never mind.” Veronika laughed and went to her friend’s door, opening it. He was leaning against the frame.

“Finally-” he was about to make a joke when he turned his head seeing her stand there. He stood up straight with his eyes scanning her, h he doesn’t think he’s seen her in a dress like this, ever. But now that he is seeing it, he doesn’t know if it’s more possible to fall even farther for someone, so far that the bottomless pit looks nothing compared to this feeling. She looked beautiful, though he will forever love her jeans/sweatpants and his hoodie look. Her right now is a beautiful sight. “Wow…”

She blushed, “You like it?”

“Of course, you look- you look beautiful Iubirea mea .” He smiled looking at her eyes as they sparkled.

She smiled pink brushing her cheeks as she looked at him in his black button-up, black tie and of course, black pants. He looks really good in black. Really good.

“You don’t look bad yourself, Maximoff.”

“Told you, now go.” Wanda said, pushing them out of her room and whispering to Ver, “I’ll make sure Vis is occupied.” Then out loud said, “you two have fun.” She smirked, “not too much fun though- I don’t want to see a little Pietro zooming around here just yet.”

Veronika’s eyes widened and Pietro turned beet red at Wanda’s insinuation.

“Bye.” Wanda laughed as she left.

Pietro chuckled and looked down, shaking his head as he coughed slightly from a hard laugh.

Veronika walked towards the kitchen, running the thing Wanda said through her head a few times.

If it was an option, a little him would be the cutest thing ever. She thought with a smile as he started following her holding something in his hands. But would I ever be ready or even good for that?

“I also got us the masks.” He said walking next to her. Not mentioning his sister’s words.

The ex-assassin looked at her lover and saw two little black masks, one lacey like and the other a Zorro type thing. She chuckled while taking hers. Putting it on.

“They’re cute, thank you.”

“Not as cute as you.” He smirked, moving an arm around her waist as they walked to leave the compound. “What would our child look like?” She couldn’t help that she heard that thought but he was basically pointing it right at her, they had that connection she could hear him, if she opened the chance to.

“You are cheesy.” She looked at him rolling her eyes. Play it off. Wanda might hear from me later.

“You make it that way.” He kissed below her ear and she laughed pushing him away as she fixed her mask better. The strap under her hair and it set perfectly on her face.

“How does it look?” She smiled and he stared at her eyes.

He replied, “beautiful.” He put his mask on, “how about me?”

“Wonderful,” she tapped his cheek.

They entered Tony’s garage.

“Okay which car.” She looked through the keys.

“You know draga mea ,” he started and looked at the keyes she was picking through. “This also counts as stealing?” he shrugged, nodding towards the insinuation, he made first, from the night before.

“This is Tony, there’s a difference.” She defended it.

“There is no difference.”

“Yes there is, Tony is rich, he can buy more things like this. Plus he gave permission to us. A while ago but still.” She shrugged and picked the keys to Tony’s Porsche dangling them happily. “ Gata Maximoff? ”
(Ready Maximoff?)

“ Ești gata Maximoff? ” he smirked, catching her off guard as he took her and the keys up bringing them to the car.
(You ready Maximoff?)

She stood at the driver's side and stared at him. She has a driver’s license he doesn’t quite yet. But he has a permit, so if needed should be fine.

“Are you going to get in Frumoasa ?”

Fucking bastard. He’s such a tease.

She sighed and got in slowly fixing her skirt as she did and started the car when he shut his door. She backed out of the spot and drove out the garage. Happy they’re making it out of the garage without any interruptions.

“I feel like I should say, I helped occupy Vision.” Pietro started with a chuckle.

“How?”

“They asked for Wanda and I's Mother's Paprikash recipe, so I gave that to them. They wanted try and cook for Wanda.” He said a part of him was really happy for his sister but at the same time he was just put off by her dating. He’s protective that way. So he was a tad grumpy.

“They’re a cute couple…I know you think it’s sweet so don’t act grumpy.” she said, shooting her lover a look. He rolled his eyes.

“As her brother it’s my job. Also how does one date a toaster?”

“Pietro! Vision is just as human as you and I!”

“Okay but still how does that work?!”

She laughed at his question and shrugged.

“And like, I would do the same to anyone, I’d make sure they were good for her before they try and date her. Though I guess they’re okay…I mean, they did save her on Sokovia.”

“Twice.” She agreed, turning the car right down a road towards the city.

He nodded and looked at her. “How did Wanda and I BOTH end up finding people that saved us on that mission?”

“Just lucky I guess.” She smirked, winking at him as they reached the city. “Especially you, you have me.”

Pietro had a smile and nodded. “I am truly lucky to have you.” His thoughts go to how much she’s cared for him in their time together. Almost eight months with her; and he was truly, madly, crazily, deeply infatuated and in love with her. She is…perfect.

“Your thoughts are loud.” She whispered into his ear. He didn’t even realize she had parked. “They’re cute so I don’t mind.” She whispered again.

Pietro blushed as he reached his hand to hold her jaw. His eyes questioned if the action was okay, Veronika nodded and he pulled her face towards his. They kissed passionately and she smiled against him, sliding her hand to the back of his head. He was holding her jaw so carefully yet demandingly… he knew to be careful. Not that she was scared of being held, or having a rough edge. She was just thankful for his tender care.

“ Este nedrept că știi totul în mintea mea, dar eu nu o cunosc pe a ta.. ” he whispered against her.
(It's unfair you know everything in my mind, but I don't know yours.)

“ Mmm, asta este distracția din el. ” She smirked looking into his eyes seeing just how handsome he looked in his mask.
(Mmm, that's the fun in it.)

She moved away from him and slipped out of the car. He watched in awe and soon followed her. She was standing on the sidewalk, her hand out to him and he went up to her taking it. But not stepping onto the curb, he pulled her to him. With a wide smile he kissed her, holding the back of her head with his left hand and her waist with his right and leaning onto the car. She laughed as he lightly brushed through her hair.

“People are around us.” She whispered, he turned his head and looked around the parking area. A group of girls and a few other couples were there but none seemed interested, so he just shrugged and gave another peck.

“Sorry, but no one was watching.” He smiled as she pulled him with her.

“Still,” she chuckled. “Do you think we should have sprayed your hair?” she looked at his beautiful silver tipped hair.

“Why?” He asked, looking at her weird.

“Well I mean, your hair is signature, everybody could figure it out, should we have changed it?”

“People will think we’re like fans of hairstyles. Just calm down.” he whispered, putting an arm around her shoulders. She smiled as he did this, she was a lot shorter than him, by a good few inches, but her heel boots, thank you mama, made the walk easier. So he didn’t really have to slouch.

“We should drop our accents though.” she said having already, skillfully, dropped her Russian and made it American.

He froze as he looked at her. “How you do that?”

“Easily, make your voice dull. Less annunciations on your words. OR try and do a southern accent, those are fun or try an accent like Clint’s, you like Clint.”

Pietro sighed and thought about how Clint sounds and tried to copy it. “Well, I like to shoot arrows at aliens and robots for a living, how about you?” He sounded really goofy, and she thinks he did that on purpose because of the face he made. All of it made her laugh hysterically. “What not good impression?”

“That was an okay try, keep your voice low and just say with a bit of dip in tone ‘Hi’ or ‘Howdy’.” She gave an example with her own use of the accent.

That was hot. He thought. She chuckled, “you try now.”

“‘Howdy’,” he started quietly. Tatsing the word on his tongue. “Okay, Howdy Miss Veronika, you look absolutely stunning my l-love.” he stuttered because he isn’t used to saying ‘love’ in English, but other than that…he was surprisingly good, and she couldn’t tell whether she loved it or not. He bent and kissed her hand with a smile on his face.

“You’ve done that before, haven't you?” her American accent still activated.

“Yes ma’am.” He confessed.

She smirked, “I kind of like it, I'll get you a cowboy hat sometime.” she ruffled his hair.

“Yeehaw.” He joked.

She laughed, “Alright cowboy, let's go.” and pulled him along with her.

He put the arm she was pulling around her shoulders and she put an arm around his waist. They walked past shops and looked into each window they passed.

“What is the point of this?” Pietro asked in her ear.

“This is called window shopping, we look through windows until we decide to go into them.” She explained. He looked confused.

“That’s all?”

“Yes, I mean we only go in if we see something. I have money if we need to use it.” She said as she started to move past their current window. He held her into place.

“What do you mean? I thought we couldn’t use Tony’s cards.”

“I have my own, I just used Tony’s with Wanda.”

His eyes widened slightly but a hint of a laugh was starting. “How do you have it?”

“Mm, I’ll tell you later” she’s not about to ruin the date talking about her assassin days, “for now, come on, pretty boy.” She pulled him with her, he went willingly. His girlfriend is one of mysteries. He quite loved her for it.

They walked around a little more until she turned to him. “I’m hungry. Should we go find a place in the food court?” He looked at her weird. “Oh it’s a place in malls where they host many fast food, or actual, very small, restaurants.”

“Uhm,” he looked at her and thought fast. “I’m not that hungry right now, let's wait a bit.”

She looked at him shocked. Completely flabbergasted. He’s ALWAYS hungry. She knows he wakes up and immediately goes to the fridge. Literally all day he is in the kitchen if he isn’t training or watching movies with her, Wanda, and Vision. Even those times he’s got some kind of food.

“You’re always hungry-”

“Not always,” he said quickly.

She gave him a, what Sam called, a mom look. “After every little thing you do you head to the kitchen. So you’re telling me all this walking and all this, isn’t making you at least a little hungry?”

He stared at her eyes, they were challenging. “I’m not. I just have something planned, okay? Can you be patient?”

She raised a brow and sighed. “Fine, but I’m still hungry.”

He laughed. “Alright, fine, then how about something to just hold us over? Anything that isn’t too big of a meal?”

She thought for a second and then it hit her. She took his hand and pulled him with her. “I know the perfect thing! Follow me.” Pulling him along she went to a small kiosk that was called Auntie Anne’s pretzels . She stopped right before it and telling him to wait went to the lady and ordered.

He watched as she bounced on the balls of her feet while she waited, she was so excited, it was almost a childlike excitement. It was so adorable to him. He tilted his head watching her his eyes going up and down soaking in this happiness, and excitement that she was radiating.

She was suddenly returning back to him and holding a cup in front of his face. “Here, I bought a regular too just in case you don’t like this.” she smiled up at him and he looked at the cup taking it. She led him to a bench and placed the regulars down and picked up a container. “They also had icing which adds to flavor.”

He chuckled at her small rambling as she opened the icing and he scanned the food. “You like these?”

“Yes, I think you’ll like them too, maybe, just try it.” She waited for him to eat them.

He picked one up and motioned to the icing with a nod, she lifted it and he dipped the pretzel in it, then brought it to his lips. He ate it and she watched patiently biting her lip, if he wasn’t so taken away by the pretzels he would’ve noticed this action. But his eyes were closed and he was dwelling in the taste.

“Holy shit-” he muttered, almost breaking his faux accent. “This is amazing!” He said a smile unwittingly growing on his face and he took another one. She laughed watching as he took a few more.

“Woah slow down cowboy!” She laughed while taking his hand. “Any faster and your blur will appear.”

He immediately took her hand and held it. “Fine,” he placed the cup in the space between them and picked up another one holding it to her. She looked at him, quirking her scarred brow, he smirked and nodded, she sighed and lent forward catching the pretzel between her lips and teeth and took it gratefully, kissing his thumb and forefinger lightly.

“Thank you for sharing.”

“You’re welcome, it is only that one though.” he smirked, reaching for the cup but she swiped it and held it away.

“I’m sorry, are you Mr.” she lowered her voice, “Maximoff, denying me the pretzels I bought?” she questioned, narrowing her eyes jokingly.

“No, no prin- baby” he wasn’t sure about that word. “I would never do such a thing.”

“Mhmm,” she rolled her eyes laughing. “I think I should cut you off and teach you a lesson,”

“What?” no, no, no-”

“Another thing, I did buy these because I was hungry. So,” she shrugged and turned away and smirked knowing he can’t use his superspeed. Just a cruel torture in a way.

His eyes widened slightly. “Please Baby, I’m sorry.” he moved behind her putting the other pretzels in his lap so they wouldn’t spill. “I’m sorry, darling,” he whispered against her neck as she shrugged.

“You have regular ones my love, eat those.”

“I’ll share both. Please?” he whispered, kissing the slightly exposed skin of her neck. She laughed, thought about it and turned.

“Promise to share BOTH packages.”

He nodded a small smile on his lips as her green eyes shone like the stars into his blue eyes. “I promise. Please?’ She turned, one in hand and reached it up and he ate it. A big shit-eating-grin on his face as he snuck his hand to hers kissing it. “Thank you, darling.” That name, that accent, the combination, did something in her head that made her want to scream, pleasantly of course. They kept eating their pretzels, occasionally feeding one to each other laughing at the acts.

Not even realizing it, they were one of those couples she had watched in Wanda’s movies. People walking by and some looking jealous and some looking happy to see two young kids were so in love.

After the pretzels were gone and the packages thrown away Pietro and Veronika walked around the stores. She made him try on some shirts, (in her defense they made him look really good, yes even with the mask), and as they passed Victoria’s Secret he made a few jokes.

“Come on just one.”

“No, you know my rules P.”

“I said nothing of that kind, just asking you to try some on.” he smirked and she rolled her eyes. He took a hold of her waist and looked at her. “I think you’d look hot, we don’t have to buy anything.”

She held a laugh. “Maybe in the future but not right now. Come on.” She took his hand and pulled him away.

So I am hearing there’s a chance. He thought and that she laughed at, and the pictures that he had made in his mind of the things they saw in the window. She gave him a look and he went all blushy, knowing she saw his thoughts. She laughed at his sudden shyness as they kept walking around till he looked at his watch and then around. 

“You want to get out of here?” he asked as she watched the fountain they were in front of.

She gave him a questioning look, “You want to go home already?” 

“No, no, no, no. I want to show you something, I have another surprise.” he whispered, holding her closer to himself.

“My love, you didn’t have to-”

“Please. Let me, come on, it's close by.” He whispered, touching his nose to hers.

Veronika couldn’t help the smile that was growing onto her face. “Okay fine.”

He smiled and kissed her sweetly, “let’s go to the car garage and I’ll run us from there okay?”

She nodded and let him lead the way, his speed caused him to generate and take in things faster. Especially directions so he knew where they were, where they had been and how to leave. Once they got to the car she put the extra bags they had in the back seat and he looked around making sure no one was near.

“Are you sure you don’t want to take the car?”

“No, where we’re going I don’t want to risk the car getting ruined and Tony getting pissed.” he dropped the American accent gratefully. This made her stomach flutter, how she loved his voice.

“Okay fine.” She went up to him and put her arms around his neck he smirked, picking her up he ran out the building and towards their destination. In less than 2 seconds he was putting her down, like he hadn’t even picked her up to begin with. She was facing him and didn’t see what he had set up. Exactly what he wanted.

“Close your eyes Prinţesă .” he said his hands on her waist grounding her. She sighed and closed her eyes wondering where they were. He turned her around and pulled her forward till he suddenly stopped again. He zoomed away and as quickly as he did that he was back in front of her. She felt her mask being taken off and his breath on her eyelids. “Open,” he said quietly.

She followed the request and looked down, seeing him without his mask. Then she looked down, seeing a small blanket and a basket. She looked at him, her eyes wide. “How did you- when did you- Where are we!?” She looked around at the sand at their feet, the water, how it was nearly fully nightfall and the sun was just above the water. 

“I found this beach this morning, before I cleaned up the roof. I remember you telling Wanda and I, mainly Wanda on your birthday, how you hadn’t been to a beach. So I found you one, this is private and we won’t be interrupted.” he smiled explaining. “I also brought food and music for a picnic.” he smirked.

She just kept her eyes looking around and suddenly hugged him. He hugged her back and she smiled up at him. “Maximoff you are crazy for this but I love it, thank you.” She whispered.

Pietro kissed her forehead with a smile on his face. “You deserve it dragul meu .” he whispered and sliding his hand down her arm to her hand took it and brought her to the blanket. “We can watch the sunset and I bought a pizza, that I just brought.” he motioned to the skyline and then to the pizza box. “The evening is ours.”

Veronika’s eyes lit up as he said these things, a look he wished he could see over and over again. He had his phone so he could take it out and get as many pictures of her as he likes but he just stared. This moment was too beautiful for a photo.

“You’ve outdone yourself, first you make dinner for me, give me an on the roof movie date and now this?”

“You deserve it dragă .” he whispered and she turned to look at him again; her smile turning into a giggle she moved close and kissed his cheek. Her mind was racing, she doesn’t deserve this, she doesn’t deserve him. But in his head he was thinking only how much he loves her. Loves the idea of love with her. How she, and only she is his forever .

How does he love me?

I want to marry this girl.

Two sides of a coin. Their heads or tails.

They sat together and he pulled out his phone now. He started turning on music as they sat together.

She pulled open the pizza box and started eating. He took a piece as well. As she was eating she watched the sun sink into the ocean. It was truly a sight and Pietro watched her intently and her eyes continued to shine. They sat there together silent and just watching the scene in front of them, music adding to the atmosphere. 

Closing the pizza box Veronika sat closer to Pietro, her head resting on his shoulder. He looked at her and kissed the crown of her head. She hummed and looked up at him with a new kind of smile he’s never seen on her face. A sort of content, calm, happy, loving smile.

Suddenly a song started, one she knew and honestly made her think of herself and Pietro. Abruptly she stood, their shoes had been discarded a while ago so she stood comfortably on the sand.

“Dance with me.” She whispered, holding out her hand to him. He looked at her tilting his head, but he took her hand.

“I-I’ve never danced before.” He whispered.

“Well it’s a good thing I have. Put your hands here:” she took his hands and placed one of them onto her waist the other in her hand, he interlocked their fingers. Dance was everything to her, both good and bad, it could bring bad and good memories. She never wanted to keep it bad though, she wanted to make it something good, this was her way of doing that. She put her other hand onto his shoulder pulling him close. “Stay close and just sway, let the music carry us.” she whispered and he nodded, putting his head close to hers.

He held onto her tight and she listened to his breathing and heartbeat in his chest.

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love,

Not knowing what it was

I will not give you up this time…

Veronika gripped his shoulder a little more and sighed as she rested her head on his chest and he put his  head on hers. He swayed with her then lifted her hand, as if to ask to spin her. She nodded and let him spin her, it was a little clumsy but when he pulled her back he pulled her flush to his chest and leaned his head muttering the words to her.

“But darling, just kiss me slow, your love is all I own. And in your eyes you’re holding mine.”  

Funny thing, it’s true. Her heart being the only thing he’s stolen that, in his opinion, is worth having. 

The next line made her heart speed forward.

“I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know.” He slid his hands to her chin and he looked into those stunning green eyes. “She shares my dreams,” he smirked and she laughed. “I hope that someday I’ll share her home.” He nuzzled her nose and kept on, “I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets to carry my love.”

He paused at the next words but she knew his mind, maybe if she wasn’t her they could, but the world wasn’t kind. She has no idea what’s in store for her.

To carry children of our own…

She continued, “we are still kids, but we’re so in love. Fighting against all odds.” she whispered and he nodded as he held, he understood.

I know we’ll be alright this time…

Darling, just hold my hand. 

His hand held hers and they interlocked fingers.

Be my girl, I’ll be your man.

I see my future in your eyes…

Baby I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms…

He picked her up and spun this made her laugh as he put her down and she looked up at him. 

Barefoot in the sand.

He couldn’t help the smile on his face he leaned in but looked at her she nodded and leant up. Their lips met and she was on her tiptoes.

“You look perfect lumea mea .” he whispered, in response she kissed him again. Deepening it he moved his hands to her face and she just held his shirt. “I see my forever with you…” he separated for a second.

“You want that with me?” She took a deep breath.

“If you’ll let me, hell yes.” He nodded, “I want you okay?”

“Okay…” She held his face and kissed him again. She loves him, she wants him, but does he deserve the life that may come with her, after these accords… What would happen? “Can we watch the stars?” she asked, he nodded as they both laid on the blankets he set up. Her on his chest and him holding her as she watched and stared at them.

Their future is probably already set in them.

Written where only those gifted to see it can read it.

The next morning. They woke up together at midday. Usual for Pietro, not much for Veronika but it was nice. They were home she noticed, she fell asleep at the beach, so he must’ve carried her to the car and drove home, though he is still learning how to drive he isn’t all that horrible at it honestly.

They had become a tangle of limbs, Pietro’s head on Veronika’s, his hands running through her hair. As her head laid underneath his, near his neck, her fingers drew shapes on his stomach. Smiling a small content smile feeling his warmth and comfort. They didn’t talk a lot and that was okay. Only speaking their version of those lasting words that bind them.

“ Te iubesc, Veronika. ” he said.

She looked up slightly. “ Te iubesc, Pietro. ” he moved to kiss her, and she took that willingly. He pushed her to lay on her back, his arms going around her waist. Adjusting himself to lay on her now. He stopped kissing her and smiled at her. She couldn’t help it, but she laughed as he lowered himself to her stomach.

This was normal for them to move and use each other as a pillow. But he normally likes to have the opportunity, her being his pillow. It was the security of hearing her. Hearing her breathing and her heartbeat. It was soothing, for never being able to be this vulnerable with someone it was nice they both got that with one another. They spent the rest of the day in bed holding each other, him only leaving to bring food and water. Other than that, it was just them.