REQUEST: Hello Darling! Could you do a story about our boy Quicksilver having a crush on his best friend? And she is sick and sleepy and he helps her out? Then fluff type things. I dont know. I am terrible at explaining. I love your writing so much! Keep blogging, but more maximoff ones especially. They are the best.
PAIRINGS: Peter Maximoff x Reader
LENGTH: 577 Words
A/N: I’m gonna tag @jxbilationlee cause Caitlin killed me with her angsty Peter fic so take this.
You laid in bed, your head pounding. Everything sucked and you hated it. Stupid sickness, stupid bed, stupid headache, stupid everything. All you wanted was to sleep but noooooo your headache was making sure that you wouldn’t get any sleep.
“Y/N?” came a voice as the door to your room creaked open. Lifting your head off of your pillow you saw a sliver of Peter’s face peeking through the door.
“Come in.” you mumbled, flopping your face into your pillow.
Peter walked into your room and closed the door quietly. Sitting on the end of your bed he gently stroked your head.
“You doing okay?” You lifted your head and gave him a look.
“Well if you consider feeling like you’re head is going to explode doing okay then yes, I’m doing peachy.” Peter ruffled your hair.
“Have you eaten anything?” You groaned. The idea of food was disgusting. “Y/N you gotta eat something. Also where’s your water glass? You know that when you’re sick you have to drink a lot. Just call me nurse Peter.”
“I don’t want to.” you mumbled into your pillow.
“I’m gonna get you something to eat and drink okay? I’ll be back in a minute.” He kissed the top of your head and zoomed off to the kitchen. A few minutes later he arrived with a bowl of soup, glass of ice water and a mug of tea.
“You’re going to eat for me and drink something and then we’ll get you to bed. Okay?” You breathed heavily and rolled over to look at your best friend. His eyes were soft as he rubbed your hand with his thumb.
“How could I saw no to that face?” Peter smiled and handed you the bowl of soup.
“Want me to tell you about my day since you’ve been holed up in here all day?” you nodded, blowing on a spoonful of soup. “Okay well I kinda crashed into Hank today when I was running. He got back at me during training. I’m really sore. Oh also Scott embarrassed himself so badly in front of Jean. It was hilarious.”
You smiled as you listened to your best friend talk about his day. His hand movements very exaggerated. Every once in a while you would giggle and he’d send you that wonderful smile.
When you finished your soup you put it down on your bedside table and drained the cup of water.
“Thank you Peter.” you said, placing the empty cup with the bowl.
“You’re my best friend Y/N. I can’t just leave you when you’re sick.” he said, brushing some hair from your face. “Will you sleep now?” he asked, his eyes pleading.
“On one condition. Will you stay with me?” you asked, laying down in bed and scooting to make room for the boy. He grinned and laid down next to you, your faces inches away from each other.
“Can I ask you something?” You nodded. “I don’t care if I get sick, but can I kiss you?” You smiled.
“Of course. But if you get sick it’s your fault.”
“Well if I get sick I know you’ll take care of me.” You chuckled slightly as he pressed his lips against yours. Closing your eyes he pulled you closer as his lips left yours. His hand stroked your head softly and you fell asleep.
“I’m the luckiest person alive.” said Peter, closing his eyes and falling asleep with you in his arms.
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Nurse Peter
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