This Side of Paradise (Peter Parker x Reader)

15. Orgins

"And can't you see that im the one who understands you been here all along..."

(Soooo i just realized that the bombshells hit the Maximoff's apartment around 1999, so for the sake of ages were going to say it happened around 2002/3,)

Y/n's POV

"Well, my name, isn't actually Y/n Lopez. Its Maximoff." Peter's eyes grew

"Well, my name isn't actually Y/n Lopez. It's Maximoff," you revealed, watching as Peter's eyes widened in surprise.

"Like as in..." he began, his voice trailing off as realization dawned on him. You nodded, confirming his suspicions. "And they're in my apartment. That's why they look so familiar. Ohh!"

"Shut up!" you quickly interjected. Peter quickly covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes widening in alarm.

"I'm not supposed to be telling you this," you clarified, feeling a mix of anxiety and amusement. Peter removed his hand and whispered, "Sorry."

You couldn't help but crack a smile at his reaction before continuing to divulge the truth.

"Wanda, she's my sister, and she's the Scarlet Witch. And the tall dude who was next to her with the long sleeves? That's Bucky," you explained, providing Peter with the missing puzzle pieces. His brows furrowed as he tried to process the information.

"The guy with the metal arm," Peter mumbled in realization.

"Ohhhhhh," he exclaimed, connecting the dots and grasping the significance of their presence.

"They're dating," you revealed, causing Peter's eyes to widen once again in surprise.

"What!" he exclaimed, unable to contain his astonishment.

You nodded, acknowledging the peculiarity of the situation. "It's a little weird because we live with him, but it is what it is. And she's happy, so..." You trailed off, reflecting on the complex dynamics of your sister's romantic life. It had been a long time since Wanda had experienced genuine happiness, considering the traumas she had endured, such as the bombshell revelation of Ultron, the loss of Pietro, and the complexities of her relationship with Vision.

"But that's not it," He said, redirecting the conversation. Peter's curiosity was piqued as he waited for you to elaborate further.

"...Oh, right. Well, it's a really long story," You began

"We've got all night," He reassured with a lighthearted tone. "I mean, oh my god, that sounded so weird, didn't it?" You let out a slight laugh, breaking the tension in the room.

"It's fine, I knew what you meant," You replied, reciprocating your laughter. "Well, it started when I was around three..."

***

"Irina?" A bald man walked in with a colorful sweater and black jeans. They both hugged when your brother ran over.

"Papa!" He yelled jumping into his arms. You watched from the couch, as he put him down and picked you up. Tossing you into the air before catching you again and facing your brother.

"Pietro, why dont you grab your other sister, its her turn to pick the show for Tv dinner." Your dad put you back down and Pietro nodded

"Wanda!" He yelled before turning to face the corner, "Wanda!' Your sister appeared out of no where and hugged your father. Her hair looking exactly as your moms and wearing a red shirt with butterfly sleeves.

"You get to pick" Your dad said while walking over to a tapestry.

"No peeking" Your mom said while covering Wanda's eyes as she giggled. He pulled out a case full of sitcoms.