#it is THE SAME SHIRT quicksilver did a collection and we have a store that sells it

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got jump scared by mike wheeler at work today

[dirt-cup-draco]

Peter Maximoff x Reader- The First of Many

@starofthedawn​ Quicksilver x Mutant!Reader valentines request! 

I’ll be releasing the asks I have one at a time, leading up to the fourteenth! <3 Thank you for submitting asks! Remember that asks for valentines are open until the 5th, so there is still time :)

“Any plans this weekend m’lady?” Peter said, skidding to a stop in front of you, adjusting his goggles so they rested atop his head. You had to abruptly stop yourself to keep from running into him.

“What have I said about doing your speedy shit in front of me?” You laughed.

“Oh something about not wanting to trip and die but you didn’t answer my question,” He said, a playful grin on his lips. 

You rolled your eyes but shrugged, sidestepping him but he simply followed you as you walked down the hall. You were done with classes for the day and just wanted to go to your room and listen to some music but your friend seemed to have other plans as he continued to engage you in conversation. 

“No, I don’t think I’m doing anything, why would I be?” 

Peter froze again but followed once he realized you weren’t going to stop. “Um because youre a babe and it’s valentines day?” He said and you couldn’t fight the blush that crawled up your neck and stained your cheeks. He’d always been a bit of a flirt. You knew it was innocent. 

“Well, guess you’re the only one who thinks so. Besides, valentines day isn’t really my thing. I’ve never done anything for it, never received anything either. It’s just another day,” You said nonchalantly but you had to admit that it stung that no one had ever had the desire to sweep you off your feet. 

“Let’s do something then, make it a better day,” Peter said. He was trying to be cool about it but he really did want to make it special for you. He wanted you to realize how he felt about you. He wasn’t great with his feelings and he found it easier to run away from his problems, obviously. But he didn’t want to run from you. The day you’d come to Xavier’s school he knew there was something special about you. 

Maybe that was just because you had a pink floyd t-shirt on but still, you were something special. At first you had kept to yourself. It seemed that everyone did. Being a mutant wasn’t always butterflies and rainbows and from what he’d heard when you had come, and what you had later confided in him as a friend, you’d had it rough at home. Dad thought you were a freak, knocked around you and your mom. You had finally left at your mothers pleading. 

You had a home now, and your mom had even left your dad so you’d brightened up considerably. You were a god damn ray of sunshine with the kindest heart and he had no choice but to fall for you. He knew he could be all over the pace, going a million miles a minute, yet you were patient and happy to listen and talk with him and joke with him. You were special. 

“Why?” You asked, “It’s just another day,” 

“Let me prove otherwise,” He said, wishing you weren’t so damn stubborn about a stupid day. 

You finally sighed but a smile had graced your features and he was glad to see that you had lightened up. “Fine, I’ll tag along for whatever crazy plans you have,”

He grinned and fixed his goggles back over his eyes, pressing a sloppy kiss to your cheek with a thank you before speeding off somewhere. 

What had you gotten yourself into?  

The fourteenth had arrived and at noon sharp there was a quick knock on your day, waking you from your slumber. You peered blearily at the alarm clock on your night stand and jumped up. “Oh shit!” You cussed, hopping to your feet and opening the door, wide eyed with messy hair and pajamas rumpled. 

“I’m so sorry, I must’ve turned my alarm off! Give me like ten minutes,” You said to the boy in front of you, arms behind his back as he stood patiently, an amused look on his face. 

“Alright but hurry, we have many plans today,” He winked and you giggled, shocked at the girlish noise. Your friend was a flirt that was it. 

Soon you were ready to go and he was finally presenting you with a cheesy bouquet of roses as well as a heart shaped box of chocolates that was definitely overpriced. You grinned and rolled your eyes, setting the sweet gifts on your bed as you shut the door behind you. 

“You didn’t have to do all this,” You said but Peter was shaking his head and linking your arms together. 

“My babe of a bestie must have the best valentines day ever, and I happen to plan wonderfully for such occasions,” He said teasingly but you were blushing madly. That was the second time in as many days he had called you a babe. Was it purely innocent? He’d always been a tad flirtatious but what was his motivation behind being extra flirty? Was it simply because he thought thats what valentines day should be? 

Your thoughts were quieted however for a time as Peter dragged you all around downtown, going in every store you peaked at, insisting on buying you dorky items you found along the way. You had collected a bear with a lopsided eye, a bracelet from the clearance bin, some socks with pompoms on the back of all things, and then he had bought you two matching t-shirts. 

You had to admit that you were having a good time. 

The sun eventually started to dip in the sky and you two walked around the park, various couples doing the same. Your cheeks burned. You two weren’t a couple. But today had you hoping differently. You’d got to see Peter differently. It wasn’t the things he had bought you, it was how much time he’d seemed to have spent planning this day just so that you would have a good time. 

Your arms were linked like they had been all day and you both fell into a comfortable silence, licking at the ice cream he had bought to wrap up your day. You had been the one to suggest a walk, not wanting this day to end. It was the first time you had ever wanted the fourteenth to last forever. 

“Hey Peter-” You started.

“I’ve got to tell you something-” He interjected. “Sorry, you go first,” He chuckled, a nervous edge to it as he tossed the rest of his soggy cone, hand going to rub at his neck as his eyes darted to the trees. 

“Are you sure?” You asked and he nodded, your heart thumping as you paused. What had you been going to say? Ah, right. That I was wondering if maybe this could be more than a one time thing. You were embarrassed. Because you had time to think on what was about to come spilling past your lips you had time to get insecure and nervous. This was not your strong point. 

“Um- I just wanted to say thank you,” He smiled a little but his eyes wouldn’t meet yours. He nearly looked disappointed so you stopped in your tracks and took a deep breath. “And that I really had a great time, today was perfect. Really, best day I’d ever had, thanks to you.” 

“It was no big deal-” 

“No, it is... No one else would put this much effort into me. You spent the day making me feel special and loved. Peter, you make me feel loved.” You admitted, getting a little choked up. Your stomach was doing flips and you were going to be sick. 

The smile on your best friends face though was bright and genuine and he wrapped his arms around you. 

“I would hope so, I do love you Y/N,” 

“I know you do, I never doubted it,” 

“No, Y/N I love you, so much. M-more than just... More than friends, okay?” He finally found the courage to say aloud. 

“You do?” You squeaked, your face going pink. 

He nodded, hand returning back to the nape of his neck to rub anxiously. You grabbed his wrists and pulled him towards you, pressing your lips to his to show you felt the same because you weren’t sure you had the words to let him know how you felt. You were stunned but pleased. 

He kissed back, hot and excited. He kissed you like a starved man and as if this would be the last kiss you ever shared even though you hoped it was the first of many. 

While you melted in his arms, Peter was thinking of how he could top this next year. After all, this was the first of many valentines dates.