Nightmares and screaming// Pietro Maximoff

Pietro continued to gaze out of the window as she spoke, turned away from the window towards her and held out his hands, beckoning for her to come to him. He wasn't angry, or mad, he was just upset, moreso at himself than at Wanda. If that had been real, and she hadn't been able to catch herself... he would have been too late.

Wanda stood up and walked to him grabbing his hands just wanting to make sure he would t leave. She looked down chewing on her lip. "But I scared you..." She whispered softly and looked down. "You have ever right to be anger at me Pietro" she looked down at her shoes sighing softly feeling horrible for scaring her brother like that. She had only wanted to show him something she had been proud of.

Pietro shook his head and pulled her in close, into his embrace. He bent his head and closed his eyes so his forehead rested on the top of her head, breathing deeply. He still didn't speak.

Wanda hid her face in his chest sighing softly. She fiddled with his shirt in her finger tips her eyes shutting as she kept close to her brother. She looked up at him and touched his cheek softly before hiding her face once again. She sighed softly and relaxed not speaking just listing to her brothers heart beat.

Pietro's fingers began to weave a swift braid down the back of her long brown hair, keeping his chin on the top of her head.
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