"okay, fast round go!" you looked at your beat friend with a serious face before softly smiling.
"i can beat you in a race"
well duh. "i can cook better than you."
he groaned. "i have better hair."
okay maximoff... "i'm cuter."
he stopped himself before he realized what he was about to say. "i look better in the color red."
"no you don't!"
"do too."
"nu uh"
"yeah huh"
"no!"
"yes!"
"pietro"
"y/n"
"not true."
"i like you!"
"what!!!"
you two sat in a comfortable silence and just looked at each other before he stood up and chuckled
"bet you didn't see that coming."