“Tell me. Have you ever even loved me, or was it all a game to you?” & Peter Maximoff (if it’s not to much could the reader say that to Peter? Thank you!)

jinglejanglebarry:

yeeee my bae. lets do it! btw you can control fire

You storm into the living room of the Xavier mansion, tears filling your eyes and clouding your vision. For weeks you’ve been calling Peter your boyfriend; you truly felt like you were in love. That all changed minutes ago, when you saw the speedster kissing another girl.

He races next to you with a worried face, “Y/N, let me explain, babe!” he gulps, standing in front of you; blocking the path to your room.

Shoving him, you grit your teeth, “Leave me be, Peter!” you scream, venom practically dripping off your tongue as you try not to boil over. The two of you stare at each other and he goes to touch you. “Do not touch me.” you spit, jerking away.

But he’s too fast (of course). The second he touches your arm, he jumps, grabbing his now red hand. “OW! Jesus, babe, you’re really hot! Like seriously hot!” he smirks, waving his hand in the air so it will cool down.

“Because I’m mad, asshole!” you screech as your body starts turning red. “Tell me. Have you ever even loved me, or was it all a game to you?” you ask, clenching your jaw. A part of you wanted something to catch on fire, so in a second, one of Peter’s headphones burst into flames.

He screams, removing the headphones from his neck. “Gah!” he stomps on it, putting the fire out and looking at you. “Of course it’s not a game to me! PacMan’s a game to me; you aren’t!” he argues; you just cross your arms, looking away. Frustrated, Peter grabs your scorching hot face. “She kissed me and I couldn’t run because she’s super strong. Believe me, I tried! Y/N, I love you. I’m not even screaming even though my flesh is on fire, see?!” he peers at his hands, which are smoking.

As you cool down, you sigh, “I love you too. I just saw that and got a bit jealous..” you trail off, taking his hands, “Oh my god! I burned you!” you stare at his smoke marked hands.

He shrugs, peering around and shifting his weight between feet. “I mean, it didn’t hurt that bad.”

“Stop lying, I can see right through you. I’m your girlfriend.” you deadpan, dragging him to the bathroom.

His heart beats as fast as he runs and he smiles, making his dimples come out of hiding. “Girlfriend… I like the sound of that!” he smirks, letting you lead him down the hall. “This is my hot girlfriend and we’re gonna make out in the bathroom! Ha!” he gloats, walking past a group of kids.

Maximoff you cute dork