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Upstairs in Pietro's room
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I don't even bother opening my ice cream or book. I just put them on the nightstand and bury my face into his pillow.
" Baby, it's not your fault," Pietro says, rubbing my back.
" But it is. I almost lost control," I say into his pillow.
" Hey, it's going to be okay."
" Do you think they would be scared of me?"
" No. If anything I think they could help you."
" Really?" I ask, turning over.
" Of course," he chuckles.
He lands a soft kiss on my nose.
" Now," he says jumping onto the bed.
I squeal.
" I'm cold," he says, lying on his side.
" Of course you are. I snuggle into his side and wrap my arms around his waist. He grabs a blanket and drapes it over us as I put my powers to work. We both look at the purple glow that is faintly lighting up underneath the blanket.
After about an hour in that position, my hands glow gets fainter.
" It's okay lyubov. Get some rest," Pietro whispers.
I cut off my powers and sigh. Pietro then starts gently humming an old sokovian lullaby.
I drift off to sleep with my head on his chest.
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The next day
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I wake up at 5:30 and get up trying not to wake up Pietro. When I went into the kitchen, I found Clint putting on a pot of coffee.
" Morning Clint," I said.
" Good Morning Krystal. Sam isn't down here asking to change rooms again so I will assume that it was a pretty quiet night upstairs," he says, smirking.
" Oh shut up."
" Also, you're still in your clothes from yesterday."
I looked down to find I was still in the same black leggings and red flannel t-shirt.
" Oops," I shrug.
" I was wondering if I could talk to you all today about something," I say wringing my hands.
" Yeah. Are you okay?" he asks, putting a hand on my shoulder.
" I'm fine."
He hands me my coffee and we sit on the couch and look at the sky.
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A Few Hours Later
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" Okay so Clint said you had something you wanted to tell us," Tony said.
" You guys don't know about all of my powers," I say.
" Explain," Tony said, sitting up.
" I can also control people's body heat as well as shape shifting. For example, if someone was suffering hypothermia I could raise their body heat and save them. I can do it on anything, living or not. Sometimes, my powers get away from me when I get emotional.¨
¨ Anything else?¨
¨ I´m fireproof.¨
¨ Wait how do you know you´re fireproof?¨ Natasha asks.
" The fire my family died in started accidentally. It was my fault. As you guys know I can shape shift. That involves moving molecules and changing DNA. I can control molecules outside of me too. Heat them up, cool them down, and move them. I've only done DNA on another person once and it was to heal them.¨ Cue everyone looking at Pietro. ¨ Even then it took a lot of energy.¨
¨ But how did you start the fire?¨
¨ Hydra. They were after me. After my abilities. They chased me to our apartment. My nerves were everywhere and my powers went haywire. Something caught fire and it spread too fast. 83 people were dead and 29 badly injured. I was the only person on my floor alive. No burns. Just a ton of injuries from when my floor collapsed. Hydra chased me to all of my foster homes until I just…disappeared. One day I find Pietro´s body riddled with bullet holes and a note that says heal him. I didn't know how he got there, and I just barely suspected how they wanted me to heal him. It took me over a week to be able to use my powers again after I healed him.¨
¨ Well you're going to need training so you can control it better,¨ Steve says.
¨ I can train her,¨ Wanda volunteers.
¨ Sure. Now that that is settled, party, tonight. 7 pm,¨ Tony says, standing up.
¨ Do we have a choice?¨ I ask.
¨ Nope.¨
Sorry that was shorter. I wrote it and I am having major writers block so I figured I should post it and that it was a good place to stop.
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