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AN: Back to a Pietro imagine, yay! Thank you anon for sending me this unique and cute af request! I hope you like it! *I do not own the gif, found on google. Please ignore any spelling errors!

Pairing: Pietro (AoU) X Reader

Prompt: HI! When you have time could you write a Pietro X reader imagine where someone pranks Pietro by putting brown hair dye in his shampoo and he freaks out because he thinks he lost his powers. But all laughing aside he was worried that his powers were the only reason people liked him so much but the reader reassures him with lots of fluff and stuff :)) thanks!

Warning: Swearing and nudity (XD)

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“Still the Same”

“You didn’t.” You said slowly, looking Tony in the eyes. The rest of the team mirrored your expression of doubt.

He grinned at you, “Oh, yes I did.”

You knew that something bad was going to happen the moment that Pietro zoomed through Tony’s lab and accidently knocked over his suit’s arm, causing it to bust on the floor. Tony was the type to always get revenge.

“Pietro…he’s going to hate this.” You groaned. Wanda sat next to you and nodded, already mentally preparing to the full out war that her brother was going to wage against Stark.

“I’m going to go and see if I can stop him before he gets out of the shower.” You sighed, only to earn a glare from Tony.

You were debating on whether you should politely knock on his bathroom door and tell him, or whether you should burst into the bathroom like a mad women and rip the shampoo bottle out of his wet hands.

Well, all of that went out the window when you heard a scream come from his room.

You ran through his bedroom and opened his bathroom door to find him staring into the mirror above his sink with wide blue eyes and a white towel wrapped around his waist. He wiped the fog from the steam off the window a couple of times and reached up to touch his hair.

His brown hair.

“Holy shit.“ He muttered, covering his face with his hands. "Shit, shit, shit.”

“Pietro…” You said slowly as you approached his shaking form.

“What the hell happened?” You screeched as he ran his fingers through his hair over and over again, as if somehow it would make it white again.

You walked over to him and gently slipped his hands away from his colored locks, replacing them with yours. You softly combed through them and untangled them.

“They don’t look bad.” You whispered comfortingly. You could tell that he was upset, in fact, it looked like he was holding back tears. “Really, it doesn’t. You still look handsome.”

He snorted. “Sure, whatever.”

“I am sure it will go away in a few days.” You assured him.

You weren’t entirely sure why he was so upset over it, he had to know that the dye wasn’t going to last forever, right?

“God, I am useless now!” You cried as he flung his arms around you and pulled you into a bear hug, his face was pressed against you shoulder. You awkwardly rubbed his bare back and tried to ignore the fact that he was pressed against you with nothing more than a towel around his hips.

“Pietro, don’t be dramatic.” You sighed. “You aren’t useless just because you have brown hair!”

He pulled away from you and looked into your eyes. His electric blue gaze was tear filled. “Think about it Y/N! I got my silver hair when I got my powers, so if my brown hair comes back than…”

It clicked instantly. “Oh, god Pietro! You still have your powers!”

Ignoring you, he continued on his small rant. “If I don’t have my powers, than I am useless! I won’t be able to help you guys during missions, and I will have nothing else to offer the team. Without my powers I am nothing!”

Your heart shattered into a million small fragments upon hearing those words leave his trembling lips. This time, you were the one to pull him into a tight hug. He didn’t respond, his arms only hung uselessly at his sides.

“You are an idiot, Pietro.” You whispered into his ear. “Even if you did loose your powers, you still have so much more to offer. You have wit, loyalty, caring personality, and your killer looks, even with brown hair.”

Your felt his lips twist up into a small, sad smile against your shoulder.

“But, Pietro, you haven’t lost your powers.”

He pulled away instantly from you. “What?”

You chuckled to yourself and pushed some locks out of his face and behind his ear. “I was coming up here to warn you not to use your shampoo, Tony put brown hair dye in it to get back at you for wrecking his suit’s arm.”

His eyes widened, then narrowed. “That jackass.”

You nodded in agreement at him. “But, before you go ahead and beat him to a pulp, you should probably put some clothes on.”

“Yeah, you are right.” Pietro zoomed around you and into his room.

You turned around just in time to so him dropping his towel before your very eyes, all the while smirking. You screeched and hid your eyes with your hands, your face was rosy red.

“You did say that I had killer looks.” He snickered. “I figured that you would appreciate the full show.”

Well, at least he would always have his cocky attitude.

((Sorry if it was short XD))