Peter Maximoff x reader one-shots

It was around 10am when you decided to start your day. The same thing was playing in your head the rest of the night. Peter's soft lips on yours as his rough hands hold your body close. You put on your high-waisted jeans and f/c spaghetti strap tank top, brushed your teeth and did your make-up in the mirror. You laced up your converse and pulled your h/l hair into a ponytail with your favorite scrunchie. 

 Not sure what to do with your day yet, you settle on seeing what your friends are up to. Walking into the common area to find your friends, Jean, Scott, Kurt, Jubilee, and Peter. Jean, Scott and Jubilee are sitting on the couch talking and joking with Kurt on the floor propped up against it watching the television. Peter is laid out across the love seat opposite to them with half a twinkie in is mouth completely focused on whatever he was playing on his game boy.

"Hey Y/n!" Jean waves you over. Peter looks up from his game and directly at you. You glance at him for a split second to see that stupid smirk. You walk over to Jean and sit next to her. "Are you serious?" Jean says a little too loudly. "Jean get out of my head!" You whisper shout at her. "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳?" Jean says telepathically to you. "𝘐𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥." You respond in your head. "𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘑𝘦𝘢𝘯?" She nods with a sly smile. Peter looks back up from his game again and winks at you having some sort of understanding of what just happened. You ignore him and look back at Jean. "So, what are we doing today guys?" Jubilee asks. "We could go to the roller rink?" You say with a smile. "Yes! That would be so much fun!" Jubilee responds. Scott looks at you both "I'm down" Kurt nods without looking away from the TV. "What about you Peter?" Jean asks him. You feel a gust of wind and in a second Peter is wearing his silver jacket and his goggles are on his head. "I'm just waiting on you guys." He says with a playful grin. "Let me just get my bag from my room." You run back to your room, grab your bag and run back downstairs. "Ready!" You say with a smile. You all head out the door and get in Scott's convertible.

It's about a forty-five-minute drive to the roller rink. Scott, Jean, and Jubilee sat in the front while Kurt, Peter, and you sat in the back. You lean your head out the window to look at the scenery but last night keeps relaying in your head over and over again. The way Peter's hands felt on your back. That look in is eyes. The way he kissed you. That same man was sitting next to you. Peter was listening to music on his Walkman with his clip on headphones. You could feel his eyes on the back of your head. He places a hand on your thigh. You look down at it. "Whatcha thinking about?" He asks knowing full well what he's doing. You look up at his face, and he has a huge smirk across it. "Shut up Peter." You say trying to hide your red face. "We're here!" Jean says excitedly. Everyone gets out of the car and starts to head inside but Peter grabs your wrist stopping you from following the group. "What are you doing?" You ask him as your face starts to heat up. "So are we just gonna pretend last night never happened?" He says putting his hand around your lower back and pulling you in by the waist making you look up at him. "Look Peter, I'm not just some woman you can just make out with whenever you want." "You're right. You are far from just some woman.  You're Y/n. The most incredible, caring and sexy women I've ever met." He gives you a genuine smile. "Do you really mean that?" You ask him.

"Y/n, I've had feelings for you for a long time." He continues. "Then why do you constantly go out of your way to mess with me?" You tilt your head still looking up at him. "Who knows why anyone does anything?" He says still smiling. "What are we, in the first grade?" You laugh. He puts his hand on your cheek looking you in the eyes, then connecting his lips to yours. "I guess I have cooties now, huh?" He gives you another cheeky smile. You can't help but laugh. "What do you say you and I go on a real date?" He asks "I'd say yes." Your face has a big grin spread out across it. "Yes!" Peter says a little louder than he expected, pumping his fist. "Let's go." He takes your hand. "Right now?" You ask confused. "We're at a roller rink that has an arcade. It's a perfect first date." He goes on. You finally give in. He takes your hand as you follow him inside.

You walk through the door revealing the bright neon colors inside. "There you guys are!" Jean says. "We thought you guys left us to have a little one on one." Jubilee says nudging your arm and winking. "Oh please. Maximoff with a girlfriend? In his dreams." Scott says looking directly at Peter. Peter looks down at your still held together hands and lifts them up in the air as if he was showing his victory after a battle. "Really Peter?" You say rolling your eyes. "What were you saying Scott?" Peter asks sarcastically. Scott takes Jean's hand and walks away. Jubilee and Kurt head over towards the arcade machines. "So m'lady, how about we get this date started?" Peter and you walk over to the skate booth and pick up your skates. 

After you both finish lacing up your roller skates you skate over to the rink. Peter offers you his hand as you step down onto the rink with him. You take it and glide alongside him. 𝙒𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙒𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚 by Pink Floyd starts to play over the speakers and Peter's face immediately lights up. He starts to move with the music guiding you along. After the song ends another plays. This time it's 𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙈𝙮 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙔𝙤𝙪 by Frankie Valli. He has the goofiest grin on his face. He sings along to the music serenading you. "You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you." He sings. You laugh as you dance with him. You can't believe this is really happening. Not only that, but you're on a date with the same guy who just up until last night you wanted to punch in the face almost every rime he spoke. You've always had a small crush on him, you couldn't help but like his charming remarks and cocky altitude, but you managed to convince yourself it was nothing more than that. Just a dumb crush. In this moment, as you watched Peter sing and dance next to you with that big smile you realize it's not just a crush. You love him. You're fully in love with this man.

You must have zoned out because Peter is now looking at you with a confused expression. "You alright Y/n?" He asks. "She just realized she's in love with you." Jean says quickly skating past you. "Jean, stay out of my head!" You yell after her, now completely embarrassed.  Peter is staring at you trying to process what just happened. "Is she telling the truth?" He asks you with a serious expression. You're visibly nervous and panicked. "Hey it's ok." Peter takes your hand again and guides you off the rink and over to a table to sit. "Peter I-" He cuts you off and cups your cheeks. "You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. Just know, I do love you Y/n."  You look up at him eyes beaming with happiness, but it feels too good to be true. "Peter don't joke about that." "I'm not joking." He takes both your hands. "I promise." He leans closer until your lips meet once again, only this time you feel so much more than lust. You can feel love and passion. You pull away and look him in the eyes. " I love you Peter Maximoff."  "I Love you too Y/n L/n." He pulls you in for one more kiss then stands up and looks over at Scott across the rink. "Hear that Scott! My girlfriend loves me!" Scott completely ignores him. "Girlfriend, huh?" You say with a smirk. "You don't want to be my girlfriend?" Peter says confused. "I never said that!" You quickly respond. "That's what I thought." He looks back at you with that stupid smirk. "Shut up." You smile and kiss him again, running your fingers through his silver hair.