Come And Rest Your Bones With Me

Pairing: Peter Parker x Maximoff!Reader

Synopsis: Wanda and Tony play matchmaker for you and Peter

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“Peter? What are you doing here?”

“I needed to to talk to you. I have something I need to say.” Peter said as he stood outside your door in the rain.

“It’s pouring out. Come inside.” You said and stepped to the side.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind the rain. This is important.”

“What did you have to talk to me about?” You asked as you leaned against your door. Peter gulped and wiped his wet hair off his forehead before looking at you.

“I love you. I’ve always loved you. Let me be the one to fix your broken smile. Let me loveyou.”

Your jaw dropped a little at Peters unexpected declaration of his love. He stood in the downfall of the rain and looked at you as he waited for your response.

“Peter, I don’t know what to say.” You sighed and looked at him sympathetically.

“I understand. I know I just dumped a lot on you. Take all the time you need.” Peter smiled sweetly at you before walking away. He got all the way to the corner of your street when he heard his name.

“Peter, wait!”

Peter turned around and saw you standing behind him, silently getting soaked in the rain. You looked at him for a minute before cracking a smile.

“I know what to say now. I just needed a second.” You told him.

“Yeah? What do you say?”

Instead of responding with words, you ran towards Peter and threw your arms around him. You kissed him in the pouring rain until you felt like you couldn’t breath. Peter smiled into the kiss before pulling out of the kiss to look at you. Just as he was going to say something, he slipped off the couch and fell onto the hardwood floor. Peters eyes flew opened and he sat up, awake from his dream now. He pulled his earbuds out and hit pause on the music he had been listening to, which was She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5. As Peter got off the floor and looked up, he saw Wanda staring directly at him with red glowing eyes. She quickly put her hands behind her back and smiled sheepishly at Peter. Peter eyes widened when he realized what she had been doing.

“Witch! What did you do to me?” Peter demanded as he pointed a finger at Wanda.

“Nothing. Why do you ask?” She smiled innocently and shrugged.

“No reason.” Peter narrowed his eyes at her and rubbed his head. The dream had been of one of his greatest fantasies, and it was a little suspicious that he had it in Wanda’s presence.

“How was your nap? Any sweet dreams?” Wanda asked with a coy smile.

“No.” Peter lied, sure now that Wanda had been messing with his dreams.

“Are you sure?“ She asked skeptically.

“Yes. I’m sure.”

“Oh. Okay.” Wanda nodded, not bothering to hide the fact that she didn’t believe him. Before Peter could say anything else, you walked into the room. Wanda noticed the way Peters face immediately lit up as you sat down on the couch.

“What’s going on in here?” You chuckled awkwardly as you looked between your sister and Peter.

“Nothing. Right Peter?” Wanda asked as she looked at the boy. Peters eyes flickered to you and he gulped.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Peter said as he sat down beside you on the couch. Wanda stood back and watched as you and Peter resumed your usual banter.

“Did you hear they removed the last pay phone in New York? There was a whole ceremony for it and everything.” You told Peter as you scrolled on yoru phone.

“Oh no. What’s Maroon 5 gonna do now? How are they gonna call home?” Peter asked, doing his best to sound genuine. Wanda didn’t get the joke, but you burst out laughing.

“You’re such an idiot.” You laughed as you nudged him with your foot.

“No, you are. Because you aren’t an M5 stan.” Peter replied with a bright red blush as you rested your feet in his lap.

“Oh wow. I didn’t realize they had a nickname.” You humored him as he absentmindedly rubbed your ankle with his thumb.

“Yep. Only real marooners know about it.”

“Marooners?” You laughed. “Shut up. You made that up.”

“Did not. That’s our official fandom name. How are you gonna question me when you’re not even in the top .03% of listeners for Maroon 5 on Spotify?”

“Peter, no. Top .03%?” You asked through a laugh.

“I went through a serious “Won’t Go Home Without You” phase last summer.” Peter shrugged, making you laugh again.

“I forgot about that one. That’s a good song.”

“I know. Hence why I’m in the top .03% of their listeners.” Peter scoffed and the sound of your laughter once again filled the room. Wanda noticed how proud Peter looked whenever he made you laugh and smirked a little.

“I like Sunday Morning.” You told him, making him smile shyly.

“I like that one too.” He said quietly. You held eye contact with each other before looking when it got too intense. As Wanda was watching the interaction unfold, Tony came to her side with an apple in his hand.

“What do you think of them?” Wanda asked him and nodded towards you and Peter.

“Good kids. A little annoying, but good kids.” Tony replied.

“They like each other a lot, don’t they?” Wanda asked as she watched you laugh at something else Peter had said.

“I think it’s love.” Tony shrugged before taking a bite of his apple.

“Love?” Wanda smiled in surprise.

“Oh yeah.” Tony nodded. “Definitely love. I can smell a budding teenage romance from a mile away. And those bitches stink.”

Tony returned his attention to you and Peter as Wanda laughed at what he had said. She looked over at Tony just as he got a thoughtful look on his face.

“Do you think if they coupled up, they’d be less in our way?” Tony asked her.

“Of course they would.” Wanda shrugged. “They’d be too busy with each other to start anymore fires in the kitchen.”

“Or mess up my lab and leave sticky fingerprints on my ceilings.” Tony added as a devious smile crossed his face. Wanda noticed the smile and gave him a look.

“Should we….” He trailed off and raised an eyebrow at Wanda.

“We shouldn’t.” Wanda immediately shook her head and Tony nodded in agreement.

“But are we gonna….” He trailed off again and wiggled her eyebrows at her.

“Absolutely.” Wanda smirked. “I’ll get the girl. You get the boy.”

“Alright. Pleasure doing business with you Maximoff.” Tony said as he held out his hand.

“You too, Stark.” Wanda said as she shook his hand.

“This was fun. Why don’t we hang out more?” Tony asked her.

“Because you killed my family.” Wanda said simply.

“Bucky killed my family and he and I play table tennis every Friday.” Tony shrugged.

“I’m not that forgiving.” Wanda replied before leaving the room.

That night, Peter was lying awake in his bed with his earbuds in. He was listening to some songs before he went to bed but found his mind constantly drifting to you. He opened his messages and clicked on your contact before typing out a text.

“I’ve been listening to Sunday Morning all day because of you. I forgot how good it was. if you like that one, you should listen to “she will be loved”. but you have to really listen to the lyrics” He sent. Peter held his breath and eagerly waited for your response.

“putting it on now :)” You wrote back, and Peter blushed profusely. You ended up texting each other back and forth late into the night, leaving you tired and groggy the next day. You decided to take a nap so that you wouldn’t be dragging for the rest of the day. You climbed into your bed and drifted off to sleep shortly after your head hit the pillow.

In your dream, you saw a beautiful orange and pink sunset over a grassy hill full of daisies. Peter rode up the hill on a white horse dressed in shiny metal knights armor. He took his helmet off to reveal his long, flowing hair. Peter climbed off his horse and tied her reigns to a nearby tree before going to the base of the twelve foot stone tower. He took out two knives and used them to scale the tower until he reached the window at the top. Peter climbed into the window, startling you. He immediately got down on one knee and looked at you.

“I’m sorry to bother you, princess. It seems my armor was broken during my battle with that fire breathing dragon, revealing my sweaty, dirty abs. May I bother you for some sort of absorbent material to dry myself off?” Peter said as he looked down at his broken armor which was in fact revealing his sweaty, dirty abs. You climbed out of your canopy bed as your 20 foot long braid dragged behind you.

“Dear knight, I haven’t a towel, but will my hair suffice?” You asked as you picked up the end of you lengthy braid.

“I suppose. Bring it yonder.” Peter said as he beckoned you closer with his finger. You gathered your braid in your arms and carried it over to him. You looked into his eyes before using the end of you braid to clean off some of the dirt from Peters exposed skin.

“Wow. So soft.” Peter smiled at a you. “And so long.”

“Thank you.” You smiled shyly at you. “I’ve never cut it since I’ve been living in this tower all alone ever since I was a young girl.”

“Well it’s lovely. And it smells of berries and cream.”

“It’s Suave.” You winked at him and finished cleaning him off. When you were finished, Peter took your chin between his fingers and tilted your face up to look at him.

“You might just be the fairest maiden I have ever laid me eyes on. Do tell me, what is thy name?”

“My name is Y/n, dear knight.”

“Wow. Such a lovely name for such a lovely dame. Say, would yee care to take a ride on my trusty stead into thine sunset?”

“Alas, but I would.” You smiled and threw your arms around his neck. Peter lifted you bridal style and carried you down the tower. He climbed onto the horse first and held out his hand to help you up as well. Once you were both on the horse, Peter put his helmet on your head to keep you safe.

“Hold on to my abs for safety.” Peter said as he looked at you over his shoulder.

“I will.” You nodded and put your hands directly on his abs.

“Guinevere, away!” Peter shouted as he clapped the reigns. Just the white horse raced off towards the sunset, you shot your in bed and gasped for air.

“Oh my God. Whew. Oh my God.” You panted and caught your breath. You looked around your room and saw Wanda watching you with red glowing eyes. She quickly dropped her hands, which had previously been playing with a ball of red energy, and picked up a pile of clothes off your dresser.

“Oh, hi. Did I wake you? I’m just putting away some laundry.” Wanda said innocently as she tucked the clothes into a random drawer.

“I can see that. Since when do you do chores?”

“Since always.” Wanda lied.

“Uh huh.” You narrowed your eyes. “And you just happened to be doing the chores you always do when I was napping?”

“Pretty much.” Wanda shrugged. “So how did you sleep?”

“Fine. Why?” You lied and stared at your sister skeptically.

“I’m just asking. Can’t I ask my sister how she slept?” Wanda playfully rolled her eyes.

“Not when you’re being suspicious. You weren’t messing around in my mind, were you?” You asked her, feeling like you already knew the answer.

“Of course not.” Wanda smiled innocently.

“So you didn’t just make me have that weird ass dream?”

“I didn’t make you dream anything. I can make people see their greatest fantasy or greatest nightmare. But I didn’t make you dream anything. If you had a weird ass dream, as you put it, it was all you.” Wanda shrugged as she sat down in your bed.

“Right.” You eyed her skeptically, realizing now that that dream was in fact one of your greatest fantasies.

“By the way, Peter was looking for you. I told him you were napping.” Wanda said as she rubbed your knee.

“Peter was looking for me? What did he say?” You asked as you scooted closer to your sister.

“Why don’t you go ask him yourself? It seemed like he had something really important to tell you.”

“Really? He said it was important?” You smiled hopefully. Wanda could tell her plan was working and smiled as well.

“This Peter. You like him, no?”

“Of course I do. He’s my friend.”

“Just your friend?” Wanda raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah. Obviously.” You laughed nervously and looked to the side.

“You know, there was a time when Vision was just my friend.” Wanda said with a coy smile.

“And there was a time when Vision was just a file labeled “DO NOT OPEN” on Tony’s computer too. Your point?”

“My point is, you don’t have to fight how you feel. If you love someone, you should tell them.”

“What?” You laughed nervously. “I don’t love Peter. That’s crazy. You’re crazy.”

“You do know I can read minds, right?” Wanda raised an eyebrow.

“Girl, I don’t know what your powers are at this point.” You waved a hand. “All I know is that you can throw your red mind balls at people and do that creepy fast walk thing. I just see what I see and I accept it.”

“Fair enough.” Wanda chuckled. “I can do those things, yes, but I can also read minds. I don’t mean to, but some thoughts are too loud to ignore. And the thoughts you have about Peter are louder than most. But that’s not something you should feel ashamed of. Love is a beautiful and powerful thing. Far more powerful than you and I. Don’t try to fight it. It’ll win every time.”

“God, sometimes you and Vision read like a tumblr quote that would’ve been layered over a black and white screen grab from Twilight. And not even a good scene. Most likely the scene where she was mourning Edward leaving her in the forest.”

“Hold on, I didn’t understand half of that. What is tumblr?” Wanda tilted her head in confusion.

“If there were a camera in this room right now, I’d be looking directly into it.”

“Sometimes you speak and I know that it’s English, but I have no idea what you’re saying.”

“I get that a lot.” You mumbled. Wanda cracked a smile before taking your hand in hers and squeezing it.

“In this world, it’s just us. We’re all each other has.” Wanda said softly.

“I know that.”

“I just want to see you happy. I want you to experience every good thing this world has to offer. Because we have known so much pain. It’s time you’ve found some joy.”

You looked at Wanda for a minute and knew she was right. You looked down at your lap and let out a little sigh.

“What if he doesn’t like me back?” You said quietly.

“He does. I know he does.”

“How do you know?”

“His thoughts are louder than anyone I’ve ever heard.” She smiled. “Even louder than yours.”

You smiled when you heard this and shyly looked down at your lap again.

“He’s a bit weird, isn’t he?” Wanda scrunched her nose, making you laugh.

“Yeah. He’s a little weirdo. I like that about him.”

“He likes that about you too.” Wanda told you.

“He does?” You asked hopefully. Wanda cupped your face in his hand and made you look at her.

“Talk to him. Find out what he has to say.” She told you. Once you nodded and she believed that you would do what she asked, she left your room. She passed Tony in the hallway way and held up her hand.

“I did my part. Now you do yours.” She said as she high fived him. Tony nodded and continued down the hallway until he found Peter in the kitchen.

“Hey! Cobwebs!” Tony called out, catching Peters attention.

“Yes?”

“What do you think about Y/n?” Tony asked as he leaned his chin in his hands.

“Y/n? I adore her.” Peter shrugged. “She’s my best friend. I think the world of her. In darkness, she is all I see.”

“Okay. I don’t even know what that means. But yeah, okay. Anyways!” Tony clapped his hands. “I was thinking about setting her up with one of my interns. What do you think? Should I?”

“What? Why would you do that? I think you should actually not do that. That sounds like a horrible idea. Definitely do not do that.” Peter stumbled over his words as he tried to shut down Tony’s idea.

“Really? I shouldn’t?” Tony played dumb. “But she was just telling me how much she wished she was in a relationship. It seems like she really wants a boyfriend. Do you know anyone who could fill that role?”

“I might.” Peter cleared his throat and straightened his shoulders. “What’s with all the questions about her anyway?”

“I was just wondering what your relationship was since she…” Tony trailed off and sighed dramatically.

“Since she what?” Peter asked, on the edge of his seat now.

“Nothing.” Tony smiled innocently. “Maybe you should talk to her. She was looking for you.”

“She was? What did she want?” Peter asked excitedly.

“You’ll have to talk to her. And I’d do it sooner rather than later, okay lover boy? It seemed important.”

“Oh. Okay.” Peter nodded as Tony left the room. He wanted to be cool and not rush to your room to talk to you, but he wasn’t exactly known for being cool, so he practically ran towards your bedroom and burst into the door. You screamed in surprise and Peter quickly shut your door and knocked on it. You laughed and told him to come in, which he did. He casually leaned against your door way as if he didn’t fall over himself into your room.

“Hey.” Peter said causally.

“Hey.” You chuckled.

“Can I come in?”

“Of course. My doors always open. Come anytime you want.”

Peter smiled shyly and shut the door behind him before going over to your bed. You both sat on the edge of your bed and looked at each. You gave Peter a look and he gave you a look back before you both laughed awkwardly.

“What?” You asked Peter.

“What?” He laughed awkwardly again.

“You’re being weird.” You said and nudged him a little.

“How am I being weird? I’m just sitting here.”

“Yeah. Like a weirdo.”

“You’re the weirdo.” Peter said and nudged you back. You both laughed awkwardly again and looked away from each other. It was never this awkward between the two of you, but your respective conversations with Wanda and Tony were clouding your brains and making it impossible to talk to each other.

“So, uh, Wanda said you had something to tell me.” You said to break the awkward silence.

“Really? Tony said you had something to tell me.”

“He did? I haven’t spoken to Tony today.”

“Huh. I haven’t spoken to Wanda.” Peter frowned when he realized you had both been given incorrect information.

“Hm. Weird.” You frowned as yo came to the same realization.

“Tony, uh, Tony mentioned that you were looking for a boyfriend. I didn’t know that.” Peter said in an attempt to get the information he had really come for.

“What? I never said that.” You laughed in surprise. When you saw Peters face fall, you stopped laughing.

“But I am!” You quickly followed up. “I mean, I guess I’m always kinda looking. Who isn’t?”

“I’m not looking for a boyfriend.” Peter shrugged, making you laugh.

“Shut up.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “You know what I mean. Don’t you want to find a girlfriend?”

“Yeah. I do.” Peter said quietly as he stared at you.

“Well what do you look for in a girl? What’s your type?” You asked him and scooted closer to him on your bed.

“I don’t really know. I like funny girls though. I just want someone who can make me laugh. And I’d want her to think I’m funny too. Even when I’m being stupid.”

“Which is always.” You teased him.

“Yeah. Always.” He smiled shyly. You held eye contact for a moment and almost said the things you were dying to say.

“What about you? What’s your type?” Peter asked you after a minute.

“I also like funny. And kind. And sweet. And knights.”

“What was that last one?”

“Nice.” You said quickly. “I like niceguys.”

Peter nodded his head and looked down again. He was so close to admitted how he felt about you, but he just couldn’t take the jump. You looked at Peter and thought about what Wanda said about not fighting love. You took a deep breath before making the decision to take her advice.

“I also like guys who listen to the songs you recommend to them. And who send songs to be listened to.” You told him, making him perk up. Peter looked at you to check if you were serious and you made a face that assured him you were.

“Did you listen to the song? It’s one of my favorites by them. Other than their entire discography.” Peter said seriously, making you laugh.

“I wouldn’t peg you for such a die hard Maroon 5 fan.”

“You wouldn’t peg me?” Peter asked, pretending to sound hurt. You gasped at his joke and playfully pushed him.

“You’re funny.” You said sarcastically.

“Good.” Peter smirked. “Cause that’s your type, right?”

“Yeah. That’s my type.” You said softly as your eyes remained on your lips. He caught you staring and blushed, making clear your throat and look away.

“I did listen to the song, by the way. I really liked it.” You said to change the subject.

“Yeah?” Peter lit up.

“Yeah. What’s your favorite line?”

“It’s hard to pick. But I like when he says, “I’ve had you so many times but somehow, I want more” ,I really like it.” Peter said as he leaned in closer to you.

“I liked that line too.” You smiled as you leaned in as well. You were so close that you could feel his breath fanning your face.

“Do you want more?” You asked Peter as you titled your head to the side.

“I do.” Peter nodded before leaning in the rest of the way. You put your hands on his face as you kissed him just like how you did in your dreams. You tangled your fingers in the curls at the back of his neck as he pulled you onto his lap. You pushed him back into your bed and you both fell back without breaking the kiss.

“I’m never gonna leave this bed.” Peter sighed happily against your lips before kissing you again.

“Aw.” You smiled against his lips and went back to kissing him before pulling away.

“Wait, isn’t that a Maroon 5 lyr-“

“Shhh.” Peter hushed you. “Don’t ruin the moment.”

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