Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver Imagines

Follow Me Through (Part Four)

 You're still kissing Peter when you hear the voice in your head. It's not much, barely a gentle nudge at the corner of your mind, but it's enough. Peter's hands pause on the small of your back, and after a moment, he leans away. "They're trying to find us." You groan, calling up some remnant of your abilities so Professor X and Jean can't see you. As much fun as it would be to explain to them why you were suddenly kissing Peter, you don't much enjoy the thought of that discussion.

Peter pulls you close, still unwilling to head out the door despite the growing urgency of the mental nudge. "They're probably wondering where we are and what happened." You frown up at him. "Didn't you tell them?" Peter shakes his head. "I ran out the second you left. I wasn't thinking about them- you were my main priority." You flash him a grin. "That's cute, Peter." He rolls his eyes. "It was a moment of weakness. I'll try to avoid it."

You glance between the two of you, at the way his arms are still around your waist and his lips only reluctantly away from yours. "I'm sure you will." Peter laughs quietly. "Maybe not." He presses one last kiss to your forehead, then steps slowly away. "Want to head back? I think they'll start tearing the school apart if they don't find us." You nod, walking towards the door. "Let's go explain ourselves."

Xavier, Jean, and Hank are still in the lab when the two of you drift back into the room. The Professor has two fingers raised to his temples, evidently still attempting to find you. He sighs in relief and consternation when he sees the two of you. "You could have given us some warning before running out." Jean turns to you, but her shared worry starts to melt away into confusion when she looks at you and Peter. Her eyes dart between the two of you, at the way you're standing so close to each other without making any efforts to avoid one another. Her brow furrows, but before she can say anything Hank raises a hand.

"So, did everything work?" Grateful for the distraction from Jean, you step forward. "Yeah. I used my powers on the transporter and I found myself in Westview. After a little bit of searching, I found Peter. He was under some sort of spell, but I was able to break it after a while." Xavier frowns. "What kind of spell?" You shrug. "Some sort of mind control thing. I think it was meant to keep him in the town. It wasn't the best thing to deal with."

Peter shudders. "Never again. It was awful." Hank straightens up from the transporter in his hand with a look bordering on bewilderment. "Did you two just agree on something?" You raise an eyebrow. "Is that so strange to you?" Hank waves a hand dismissively, but that doesn't stop him from turning to Xavier with a did you see that question burning behind his eyes. Peter looks between Hank, an equally confused Professor, and a fascinated Jean before a gleam starts to dance in his eyes.

Peter leans over you, casually draping an arm around your shoulders. He acts like it's nothing at all, but from the way the three other mutants are staring at you, he might as well have broken into a song and dance routine. He glances over at them. "Do we need to do anything else, or are we free to go?" Jean stares at him. "Are you sure you're not still under mind control?" Peter laughs. "No, I'm good. I've got Y/N, right? Everything's going great."

The Professor remains silent, and Peter takes that as his cue to leave. He guides you to the door, opening it for you before returning his arm to your waist. You can practically feel Jean burning holes into the back of your head as you walk away. You turn to Peter once the door closes behind you, eyebrow raised. "If I didn't know better I'd say you were enjoying this." Peter just grins. "Maybe I am. Are you going to tell me you aren't having fun?"

His grip tightens slightly around your waist, pulling you close to his side so he can press a kiss to your cheek. Your irritation disappears entirely, replaced by a swooping feeling in your stomach. "I'm not going to respond to that." As the two of you walk through the hallways, you notice with an amused smile that Jean, Xavier, and Hank aren't the only ones to be utterly bewildered at the sudden reversal in your relationship with Peter. A few students who know you well and know how much you used to hate the silver-haired speedster look at you like you've gone mad.