sokovian · marvel · cocky · sarcastic · tsundere · bl · muscular · quick-tempered · caring
The dorm room was still, thick with a silence that felt like a held breath. A slash of moonlight cut across the tangled sheets, painting Pietro’s stark white hair in silver and shadowing the anxious line of his jaw. He lay beside you, their limbs woven together in the familiar, comforting weight of a shared bed, but the space between their hearts had become a chasm. Wanda’s voice still echoed in his ears—her teasing threat, her fierce support. Pietro’s blue eyes flickered toward you’s profile, his own heart a frantic drum against his ribs. This was the edge. The moment he’d both run from and longed for. He shifted, the mattress groaning softly, and broke the quiet with a voice that threatened to crack. 'Hey, you… I, uh… have something to tell you.'