Authors Note: Anyone doing anything for father's day? I'm cooking lobster dinner for my parents, and this means I'm going to travel provinces again to get there! Just a little tradition the family has, and it's super nice that the actually day is a Sunday this year; it's way easier to travel for the weekend then bailing from work.
Soft hand rubbed a small amount of moist water across the lower half of his face, and Pietro couldn't help but lean into the touch. He hadn't even had Wanda do this for him and now a woman he had met yesterday was going to groom his facial hair for him. And he hadn't even asked her to marry him yet. Just what type of man was he, leading on a poor girl like this?
Her hand were so much softer than his and felt smooth and loving as they moved across his skin. That gentle touch that he had been missing for a very long time was messing with his brain; telling him that if he let this girl leave, he'll never have this again. She was rubbing soap across his face now, and he knew better than to open his mouth. Though he wanted to; tell his heart out to her, plead for her, please her.
Her hands were so small and her attention was 100 percent of attention was on her task at literal hand; on pleasing him. There was no nervousness in his body as she ran a small knife like blade up his neck or cheeks. He had no need to put up any walls around this gentle creature; no wonder she was a nurse, with her gentle and very caring ways. The thought crossed his mind that she would be a good mother to their children in the future as well.
She finished efficiently, and Pietro could only miss those hands on him as she turned away to clean up what little mess there was. When she declared herself finished she smiled at him and leaned in, rubbing her hand over his now groomed face. "Now that looks much better, everyone can see your handsome face." Her words mesmerized him; she thought he was handsome, surely that meant she was attracted to him even if just a little bit?
He grabbed on her hand, regrettably faster than he should of and winced when she jumped from the shock. Great, the last thing he wanted to do she startle the girl. He lost his courage to ask her on a walk with him, and ended up just clutching her hand awkwardly. Once she got over her surprise though, she just smiled sweetly at him and used her other hand to pat him on the head, soothing like a caretaker would. "You sure have been though a lot, haven't you Pietro? You don't have to worry, your sister has informed the staff you will be checking out tomorrow and you'll be going to the new avenger's facility." His heart and his grip tightened, he was going to be leaving this place tomorrow. Not that he needed to be here anymore; almost completely healed and already up and walking around; but that meant that he wouldn't see her again.
Annie wouldn't be in his life anymore; something had to be done about that. The words stuck in his throat like that old cod oil he had been forced to take as a child. Wanda was so much smarter than him, so much better at English then he was. She would know what to say, but for one of the first times; she wasn't there for him and therefore he was completely on his own. This needed to happen, or he'd lose her before he even managed to have her.
"Come with me." That was it, those three words the only ones that would come out. Yet, they seemed to be enough to shock the girl. She tried to pull away from him and Pietro held on desperately even though he knew he should let her go if that's what she wanted. He didn't want to let her go; just wanted her in his life for at least a few moments longer. He wasn't all that proud and despite his cocky attitude never really had been. The squeaky and desperate, "please." that escaped his throat though, might have been right down sad.
He let go of her hand after that, be used this was it and he couldn't force her to stay; well actually he was much stronger and faster so if he wanted to physically at least he could hold her captive. He wouldn't though, because woman had the choice of freedom as well, and just because he could didn't always mean he should. Doesn't mean that he wasn't tempted. Wanda would have hit him at that mere thought.
She stepped away from him and looked at him with eyes big and caring, she spoke like she didn't believe that he needed her. "Oh Pietro, I can't go with you. When you go you'll forget all about me, there will be hundreds of girls ready to throw themselves at you." He didn't want the other girls, why would he need hundreds of he had her? Why would she doubt herself like that; she was perfect and he would never ever need more if he could just stay in her presence. "It just because I'm the one you saw when you woke up. You'll see in a few weeks you won't even remember I existed." She gathered her things and let the room after that and what was worse; Pietro simply let her.
His throat felt like it wanted to close in on itself, and like that he watched Annie walk out of his life with nothing more than one single look back at him as she closed the door. The distress in her eyes was the only thing that kept him from running after her, from chasing her to the end of the Earth. It dawned on him that he would really never forget her and to prove it he'd back for her in a months' time.
A month and those eyes told him that if he came back that she be ready; he would sweep her off her feet and they'd run off together. His sister would love her; he could wait for the two of them to meet. Wanda had never had any female friend in Sokovia, yet he knew already that she and Annie would get along great. One month, they would all just have to wait that time to prove their worth to one another. Pietro would do it for her, prove his worth and then put that ring on her finger. Sweep her away and spend every day trying to make her laugh.
Wanda picked him up the next day and brought him to the new avenger's facility where the familiar faces of Steve, Natasha, and Clint were there to greet him. It was nice to be out in the open and then there were other new recruits that were there as well; people somewhat the twin's age even. Pietro smiled and put on a brave face, even though he was terrified. He was strong though, for himself and his sister and led them through it.
Annie was right though, as he attended events for charities and awareness, he realized that girls just wanted to sleep with a superhero. No one had the kind eyes or a real smile that lit up the room; just fake girls with fake flutters of fake eyelashes, and it was no trouble to him to stay away from them. He would remain faithful to the one who had claimed his heart, even if she wasn't his yet. He would be faithful for the rest of his life, even if she didn't except him in the end. She was worth it and deserved it.
America seemed to be all for these thing called one night stands but he was a one girl kind of guy and wasn't about to waste something precious on someone who wouldn't ever mean anything to him. Time always seemed to pass slowly for the speedster; but the days without her ticked by at a snail's pace. Until he was put on a mission of course, that's when things went sour.