It was Saturday morning. You were in your room in the Stark Tower actualizing the data of your laptop, when you realized you had way too many things in the hardware. Delete or not delete? That was the question and you chose to move them into an external memory, but when you reached for it, it was missing. And if something was missing inside the Tower, take it for granted that it will be in Pietro’s room.
So you got up and went to his room. It was 9:00 and you were sure that he would be sleeping, so you opened the door carefully, and there he was! The sheets around his waist, a leg on top of them and his bare chest squeezing the pillow below him.
“If I had brought the phone… such a pity..”; you thought looking at his sleeping face. “(y/n)!! Concentrate!! We are not here to start fangirling! CONCENTRATE!!”; so you started looking through his drawers and shelves, wondering whe