Chapter 3-Good Morning
My eyes slowly slid open as the sunlight fell in streaks across my bed, what time was it?
'Ten? Usually I don't sleep this late' I thought with a yawn.
'I should get up' I told myself, but the warmth was too pleasant to escape from, and I found my body unconsciously moving towards it.
'I could get used to this each morning' I smiled to myself, resting my hand atop the sheets...And something else. My eyes slid open once more while I looked down, only to realize that the warmth I had been feeling, was body heat. I could feel the blush rise to my cheeks as I followed the arm, soon turning, and coming face to face with a sleeping Pietro.
I was about to say something, wake him up and demand to know why he had snuck into my bed...But he actually looked, rather peaceful. Wanda had told me before, about the nightmares that Pietro often had. She said he would wake up drenched in sweat, panting, and not being able to go back to sleep for the rest of the night. I felt so bad for him, I had nightmares, but nothing that bad.
So seeing him as he was now, sleeping peacefully, for once. I couldn't bring myself to wake the man. So instead, I laid there, listening to his soft breaths. My hand reached up to slide a stray lock away from his face, fingers gently touching his skin, which earned a tightened grip on my waist. Fearing that I was waking him, I stopped, my hand inches from his skin, my eyes scanning his face for any indication that he was no longer asleep.
When I saw none, my fingers moved on their own, running from his temple to his jaw. In all honesty, like this, Pietro was actually rather...Breathtaking...
'Wait...What?!' My mind screamed.
'No no no, no Ellie! This whole thing between you is fake, it's not real, do NOT get attached!' My mind added, breaking me of my trace.
"Not real" I whispered as I looked back at Pietro, he shifted at the sound of my voice, his head coming to nuzzle my neck while his arm brought me closer.
"Dobroye utro krasoty (Morning Beauty)" I heard him whispered in my ear, his voice was still rough with sleep, and I couldn't stop the shiver it sent though me.
"tebe kholodno? YA mogu sogreyet, yesli vam nravitsya (are you cold? I can warm you up if you like)" He spoke, pulling me in even closer before kissing my neck.
"P-Pietro stop" I said, once again hitting myself for stuttering.
"chto, yesli ya ne khochu , chtoby? (What if I do not want to?)" He asked, repeating his actions.
"I have no idea what you said, but shtap it" I told him again, a small smile on my face as I looked over at him.
"Very well printsessa" He replied, unwrapping his arms while he stretched, I took the opportunity to move to the other side of the bed, earning a pout from him.
"Why are you in my bed in the first place?" I asked
"It was cold on the couch...And lonely" He replied, pout still in place. I simply rolled my eyes at the man.
"Whatever, do you wanna get ready first? I will probably use more hot water than you" I told him, gesturing towards the bathroom.
"We could always save water and go in together" He replied with a smirk and a wink.
"N-No, geeze" I stated, looking away from him as I blushed once more.
"Ok Ok, I'll go first" He said, quickly leaning up and kissing my cheek before getting off the bed, I looked over at him, ready to glare for the action, but instead my eyes widened a bit. I had never been around when Pietro trained, as he usually trained with Steve, so I didn't know he was quite so...Built. And with his sleeping attire only being sweatpants...
"Like what you see printsessa?" I heard him chuckle.
"Go take a shower" I stated, quickly looking away from him.
"As you wish" He said, still laughing before making his way into the other room. How was I going to deal with him living with me for a whole month? Groaning, I buried my face in the pillow.
"You went back to sleep moya lyubov' (my love)" I heard a voice whisper beside me, causing me to stir. Opening my eyes, I was met with piercing blue ones.
"You make it difficult not to crawl back in bed with you" he chuckled, before kissing my forehead and standing up again.
"I don't do mornings" I yawned while standing, and stretching.
"I can see, we can always have a lazy day" He smiled, grabbing my waist and pulling me close, mid stretch.
"Nice try" I replied, trying to get out of his grasp.
"You always try that" he said, a hint of hurt in his voice.
"Try what?" I asked, though I knew what he was referring to.
"Try to get away, every time I hold you" He stated, his arms falling from my waist.
"I just...I'm not used to contact like that" I told him, turning and gathering clothes. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by his phone ringing. Rolling his eyes, he answered. I could already tell it was Tony simply due to the face he was making.
"Da I'll be right there" He sighed, before hanging up.
"Mission?" I asked, this was normal, Pietro was an Avenger, he went on a lot more missions than I did, totally normal...So why did I suddenly feel...Scared.
"Da, just a recon, Captain needs me" He smirked.
"It won't take long" He added, his hand coming to rest on my hip.
"Nothing with you ever does" I joked, watching as he dipped close to my ear, whispering.
"Unless I want it to last" I felt another shiver run through me, but quickly suppressed it, though, from the smirk on his lips, he felt it anyways.
"Be careful" I mumbled, looking away.
"I always am printsessa" He smiled, leaning down and kissing my cheek, before heading to the door. I leaned against the door frame, watching as he sped off, I was unsure how long I stood there, before I heard a voice snap me out of my thoughts.
"He'll be back" Looking over, I saw Natasha standing there with a smile.
"I-I know that...I'm not worried" I stated.
"Sure you aren't, that's why you're playing with the ring right?" He asked, I quickly looked down to realize that I was indeed spinning the ring around. Letting go of it, I looked back at Natasha.
"Nothing much, just wondering if you wanted to go shopping" She shrugged.
"Sure, let me take a quick shower first" I told her, letting her in.
"The couch doesn't look very slept in" Natasha noted.
"Yeah, that's cause sometime in the middle of the night, he snuck into my bed" I stated, grabbing a towel.
"I didn't know the relationship was moving that fast" she teased.
"It's not" I quickly answered, being met with her amused smile.
"I'm going to go take a shower.
Upon exiting the shower I heard a conversation and laughter in the living room, quickly getting dressed, I was greeted with the site of my mother and Marcus joking around with Natasha.
"Well I see you three have met" I said, walking up behind them.
"Oh you're out" Natasha said, turning to look at me.
"So what are your plans for the day?" I asked my mom, sitting next to Natasha.
"I don't have any, the boys are going to go see a game" She replied.
"Which reminds me, yeah it's about time to go. It was nice meeting you Natasha" Marcus said standing up.
"Likewise" Natasha replied with a smile.
"Later Goober, later mom" He added, before making his way out.
"Goober, like the candy?" Natasha asked me.
"I honestly don't know, he's called me that since we were kids" I shrugged.
"So, Willow, how would you like to go shopping with us?" Natasha asked, turning back to my mom.
"I'd love to" She replied with a smile.