Are You Joking?

                                    

                                          
Funny thing is, I never hit the stairs. Next thing I notice is that I can't feel Pietro's weight in my arms anymore, I start to freak out thinking I dropped him. There's a whisper in my ear so quiet that it almost sounded more like someone breathing, but there were clear words in it, "I've got you, Princesa." It was Pietro, my brain still a-bit scrambled from the rush of almost falling, it's almost like I'm floating? "You're safe." Wait... did he catch me? I though my powers were still in effect? That sneaky littl- "But now you lost the bet and owe me a kiss." He whispers proudly smirking down at me. My turn to trick him, I smile and start leaning in, just to pull up short. As much as I might want to kiss him till we forget how to breath. I just need to wait.
"You didn't say when, but thanks for catching me, again." I hear Tony chuckle in the background I could practically hear the pride in his tone, good thing I didn't actually kiss Pietro I kinda forgot they were here. I try to stand but can't, I clear my throat feeling awkward still in his arms in the middle of the stairwell, but there is nothing I can do about it. "Ummmm... I-uh, I'm gonna need some help to the med bay." I say looking down trying to keep the red from my cheeks.
"Are you joking?" He asks disbelievingly. 
"N-no, I seriously can't feel my legs. If you don't want to carry me I could always ask Tony?" I tease, turning my head to look at Tony.
"No!" Pietro says quickly and louder than he obviously meant, looking slightly embarrassed he fixes, "I mean, no I can do it." He lifts me up the rest of the way and proceeds down the stairs away from the team's oohing and awing.
                          
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A/N: Anyone mind telling me why I am loosing my mind as if I was in self isolation, when I am stuck with my family? NEVER alone? Anyway, I have this theory, (completely false and just something my messed up mind made up one day) that the government created this virus to imprison us in our own homes. Anyway, this story is now rated 45 in cap, with 50 views, thank you so much for the support. My other book, The Fallen Asgardian did better but that's because Pietro isn't as popular anymore😢
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