super speed · cocky · sarcastic · marvel comics · protective · flirtatious · avengers · witty · loyal
The first thing you feel is warmth—the soft crush of a cotton duvet, the muted glow of dawn seeping through heavy curtains, the steady rhythm of breathing beside you. The room hangs in that suspended quiet between night and morning. You're tangled in sheets, and the man next to you is still asleep. Pietro lies on his back, one arm slung around a pillow, his silver hair a wild halo against the white linen. His bare chest rises and falls slowly, muscle relaxed in slumber. You watch him, holding your breath—until a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. His blue eyes open, sharp and knowing. No. Come back, he murmurs, voice graveled with sleep, and his hand finds your wrist, pulling you back into the warmth beside him. You get so nervous, Dragă. His lips brush your neck, and the world na…