Nightmares (Pietro Maximoff x Avenger!reader)

                                    

                                          


                          
You felt his fear getting stronger as he approached your bedroom door. Thanks to HYDRA, you had a gift similar to Wanda's except instead of reading minds, you could sense and manipulate a person's deepest emotions. Right now, all you felt was fear. More specifically, Pietro's fear. You closed your book and opened the door to find a red-eyed Pietro poised to knock. "Come on in, Piet," you told him, moving to let him pass you. 
                          
                Pietro entered your room, running his hands through his unique hair before turning those ice blue eyes on you. "Do you want me to, um..." you started to ask. You never used your ability on your teammates unless they asked you to. Pietro shook his head. "I had a nightmare. My sister isn't here and I can't sleep," he told you. You nodded toward the bed and climbed in next to him. "What are you reading?" he asked you. You sheepishly showed him the cover. "Peter Pan," you replied. You had a weakness for the story. 
                          
                "Will you read it to me?" the Sokovian hunk asked you, looking down at his hands. You smiled, leaned back and began to read the story. Soon after you began, Pietro was asleep. You shook your head fondly and put the book down. Pietro pulled you close to him as he slept and you soon felt yourself drifting off. 
                          
                After that night, it became a regular occurrence for Pietro to come to your room when he couldn't sleep and after a while, Pietro started sleeping in your room every night much to his sister's dismay. One morning, you arrived in the kitchen to find Wanda sitting by herself. "Good morning, Wanda," you greeted cheerfully. She glared at you. You were confused since you and Wanda typically got along. 
                          
                "What's up, Wanda?" She let out a huff and you could feel her anger. "Wanda, if you don't tell me what's going on, I'm going to have to calm you myself. Your frustration is giving me a headache." She let out a tiny laugh and stopped glaring at you. Then you felt it. The real emotions  she was hiding behind the anger. Sadness and suspicion.  "My brother is spending so much time with you. What are you doing with him?" You realized what she thought and immediately tried to set the record straight. 
                          
                "It's not like that, Wanda! Honestly! I just read to him, that's all," you were explaining as Pietro zoomed into the room, his hair still a mess from sleep. "What are we talking about?" You poured yourself a cup of coffee and turned back to them. "We were talking about out nightly activities," you told him, not looking away from Wanda. "You mean when you read to me?" You nodded.  "That is really all you are doing? Reading?" You nodded. 
                          
                "I cannot sleep without it anymore since that first night when you weren't here and I had a nightmare. Y/N read Peter Pan to me until I fell asleep," Pietro explained to his twin. You felt both of their emotions changing. Wanda went from sad to relieved while Pietro went from relaxed and happy to something stronger. Something directed at you. "Well then, I'm sorry I was so upset, Y/N. Thank you for helping Pietro when I could not." 
                          
                She left the room and Pietro turned to you. You were finally able to place the feelings rolling off of him. Admiration, gratitude and...love. "Y/N, I'm sorry my sister was angry with you. It has just become a routine with us and I don't want it to end. Will you please read to me again?" You smiled and said, "I'll see you tonight, Speedy." His joy in that moment was literally contagious.