↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ ↠ 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐈
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ғᴀʟʟs ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.

Mike walked down a hall, passing two students. "East is clear. No sign of Dart" He spoke into his comm, notifying the others of where not to look. "Where'd you go, you little bastard?" He muttered aggressively under his breath, reaching the top of the stairs.

Mike entered the gym after being notified that the west, south, and north side of the school were clear. Once he entered the gym, he saw the boy's locker room swing back and forth. Someone was in here.

He sighed before heading into the locker room. He crept into the room, grabbing a broom on his left for protection/killing Dart. Once he was deeper in the room, objects fell on the other side of the room. With a shout, he jumped out from behind the lockers. Only to be met with Pietro Maximoff.

"What are you doing?" Pietro chuckled in amusement. Mike turned pink from embarrassment but held a disappointed face. "What are you doing? Why are you in here?" He shot back. "Looking for Dart," Pietro said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Mike rolled his eyes before dropping the broom and storming out of the boy's locker room, Pietro following behind him.

"Why do you hate me so much." Pietro was going to get to the bottom of this and find out why Mike wasn't so fond of him. "I don't hate you. How can I hate you?" Mike stated, trying to walk away from the boy.

"But you always ignore me." Pietro accused. "No I don't." Mike retorted. "Yes you do" Mike quickly turned around with an angry face. "Because you're annoying." He shouted. "Also we never hangout outside the party" Mike explained. "Ok, then let's do the hangout." Pietro reasoned but didn't listen.

"It would not hurt to be alone with me for 10 minutes, would it?" Pietro shot back before connecting his and Mike's shoulder again.

"Yes, I'd be mentally scarred from your irrational behaviour" Mike said with a bored stare.

"Hey I am not that bad, at least when you get to know me." Pietro smiled at Mike before lightly hitting Mike's shoulder with his own. Mike turned to him and gave him a small smile to satisfy him and make him go away.

Pietro smirked at him before completing turning so he stood right in front of Mike. "You want me to leave, I can tell." Pietro could read Mike like an open book. A small smile appeared on Mike's face. This is what Pietro wanted, Mike's attention and his smile. But his smile dropped when Pietro's face got closer to his. "Yes actually I do, so please leave."

"Only if you do something for me." Mike groaned, looked back at Pietro before sighing. "What the hell do you want?" He asked, annoyed to an extreme extent.

"Compliment me." Pietro simply commanded.

"What?"

"Give me the compliment me. I want to see if Mike Wheeler can give guy compliment. A good one" Pietro said. Mike scoffed. "I can give a compliment" Mike stated with crossed arms. "Ok then, hit me with your best shot Wheeler." Mike and Pietro had now entered a staring contest as Mike basically analyzed every little thing about Pietro.

After what felt like an hour, Mike finally had a compliment. "I think... I think you have nice eyes." The blush on Mike's face was very noticeable but Pietro decided to say nothing about it.

"Damn Wheeler, I was not actually the sure if you were capable of saying something nice. Well, I guess I'll get out of hair like I pro-" but before Pietro could continue, he was pushed into Mike's figure.

"Shit!"

The two boys grunted as they recovered from the sudden fall. "What the hell Pietro?!" Mike shouted as he rubbed the back of his head. "That was not my fault!" Pietro finally stood up and reached out his hand to help Mike. "It was like something or someone pushed me into you. Or like a magnet pulling me towards you" he explained.

A face of recognition was plastered onto both they boys faces. They turned towards the gym doors and saw no one but still decided to run out. They looked at the empty halls but didn't find what they were looking for. Well more like who.

"Mike, I don't think she is here" Mike turned to Pietro who was in front of him. He nodded before Pietro took his hand. "C'mon, let's go find that ugly green lizard." Mike smiled at Pietro's insult before letting him drag him in a random direction. He didn't have the heart to tell him that he had already gone that way.

They hadn't noticed a figure hiding behind a wall. A bright smile was directed towards the two boy's intertwined hands.

Wanda walked into Mr. Clarke's empty closet, not noticing the closet door closing behind her. When she heard a click behind her, she quickly turned around to see the door closed. She started to panic and sat in the corner of the closet.

A familiar sharp pain took over her body, and once again she was brought back to a memory that was dug deep in her mind.

"Papa" Wanda yelled as two random men dragged her across the lab. Pietro was dragged the opposite way, also yelling.

"Pietro"

"Wanda!"

"No, no, no" Wanda yelled as she was near her least favourite room. She was thrown in and stumbled at her feet, trying to get out before they could close the door

"Pietro, Pietro!" She cried as she clawed at the door, trying to escape as her voice became hoarse from her yelling.

"-Wanda, Wanda!" Wanda jumped when she felt a hand on her face. "Wanda, it's me, Agnes. It's ok you're not in any danger, you're safe." Agnes wrapped herself around Wanda and started to rock back and forth to calm her.

Wanda's cries dialed down and were reduced to Wanda sniffling. "You're ok, you're ok"

Agnes and Wanda had left the science closet and sat against one of the walls in the classroom. "Are you ok now Wanda?" Agnes asked with a soft tone. Wanda nodded as she laid her head against Agnes' shoulder.

"Do you... does this happen often?" Agnes hesitated to ask her question. Wanda nodded as her eyes closed shut. Agnes put her arm around the girl and began to softly rub her shoulders to comfort her.

"Do you have anyone... you know there for you when this happens?" Agnes whispered. Not sure if Wanda was comfortable with loud voices right now. "No" Wanda mumbled out, she was extremely tired. Ok... well, maybe I could be your comfort person." Wanda lifted her head from Agnes' shoulder and scrunched up her face while looking at her.

"Comfort... person?" She questioned. Agnes smiled. "Yeah, you know. Someone who's always there for you. Helping you at your worst times. Comforting you when you need comforting." Agnes a explained. "I like that" Wanda said with a small smile, looking at Agnes.

A peaceful silence fell over them. A soft laughter came from Agnes. Wanda looked over at her with confusion written on her face. "Sorry, I'm just remembering when Dart escaped." Agnes laughed again. Wanda replayed the memory in her head and let out a little chuckle. "Did you see the way he crawled away?" Agnes and Wanda laughed louder at the memory.

At that moment, they had both forgot about what was happening around them, forgetting about Dart and all their problems. It was the first time in months that Wanda felt at peace. They were so focused on each other that they hadn't noticed a short haired girl at the door of the science room.

Her face held a sad look.

Took 10 years to write this.

Also El playing matchmaker is literally the best thing yet

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