"What's your problem, Maximoff?" I ask frustrated.

Ever since I announced that I was going on a date Pietro has been all quiet on me. Right now we are baking Pietro's favourite bread but even so, the man is being all distant with me.

Pietro tuts, "How was your date?"

Pietro is jealous!

Why?

"You jealous Maximoff?" I ask smirking.

Pietro drops his wooden spoon and throws out a noise that's between a cry, sigh and a huff.

"Princessa, you know how I feel about you." Pietro then looks me dead in the eye, "Of course I'm jealous. Extremely so."

I try not to let Pietro's strong and blunt words affect me to the extent of a dusty rose blush on my pale cheeks. Alas, I fail. So, like normal, I divert the conversation ever so slightly.

"The date didn't go well actually." I sigh at Pietro's hopeful and brighter face, "He didn't like me talking 'bout our adventures." I smile slightly, "Said I should be on a date with you not him."

Pietro smirks at that, eyes all bright. A satisfied and smug aura surrounds him as Pietro wiggles his eyebrows at me, being his goofy self.

"You know princessa-"

"-In your dreams Maximoff."

"In his wet dreams." Nat says with a devilish smile.

Instantly Clint high fives her whilst Bucky erupts in laughter at the quick and dirty wit. Steve just has his head in his hand. I don't even bother to look at Pietro as I go to make myself a coffee. But I know all eyes are on me.