Prompt: hiya!!! One request: pietro
x reader. reader is pietro’s gf and works for S.H.I.E.L.D. and gets really
sick. He acts tough usually but is very worried about her. When she asks
why, it’s because he loves her. THANK YOUUUU.
Note: This is a very, very cute
prompt
Warnings: the flu.
“She
has the flu, Pietro. She’s not going to die,”
Bruce insisted after scanning your pupils to find the source of your sudden
sickness. The team had been on a mission when you had gotten sick all over a
HYDRA agent. Needless to say he ran away screaming, and thoroughly grossed out.
“Are
you sure she is okay?” Pietro asked, zipping around you and looking you over.
“She has a fever.”
“I’m
aware,” Bruce nodded. You smirked a little, surprised that Pietro was so
concerned. The two of you had only been together for a little over a month, and
usually he played it cool around you, trying to impress you.
“I’m
fine, Piet. It’s just the flu. I’ll be okay in a few days.” You told him,
trying to put his mind at ease. “Just don’t touch me until I’m better. I don’t
want you to catch it.”
“Okay,”
he nodded. You got off of the stool in the lab and started walking back to your
room with Pietro following you like a lost puppy. When you got to your room,
you stepped inside and closed the door, locking Pietro out.
“Let
me in,”
“No,
Pietro. I don’t want you to get sick. You have a mission tomorrow. And lord
knows if you get sick, everyone else
will too.”
“But-!”
“Don’t.”
You stated. “I’ll be fine. I just
need to get this out of my system.”
“How
will you get food or water or anything you need?”
“I’ll
have Vision get it for me. I’m pretty sure he can’t get sick anyway.”
“Printsessa,
please.”
“Pietro,
no.”
“I
will just sit here until you are better.”
“Have
fun with that,” you laughed. You got into bed and pulled the blankets around
yourself, settling into your nest of germs. It wasn’t long before you fell into
a well-needed nap.
***
Hours
later, your eyes drifted open. Pietro was sitting on the edge of the bed
wearing a medical mask.
“Pietro,
what did I tell you about-”
“Bruce
said if I wore a mask I would not catch the flu.” Pietro interjected. You
couldn’t see his mouth, but you could still tell he was smirking. “And besides,
I could not stand staying away from you for so long.”
“Piet,
why are you so worried?” You asked tiredly.
“Because,”
he paused, thinking. “Well, because I love you,”
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