Timelined after [fic]A Walk In The Park.
Illyana: Illyana sat on the couch with her knees to her chest. She had a bag packed, hidden under the bed just in case she had to leave. She kept telling herself that they could work it out, but she couldn't forgive herself. How could she ask him to?
Pietro: Pietro headed straight home when he got Illyana's text, using his key to open the door for a change and dropping his things near the door and running a hand through his hair. "Illyana?" He called, "You here?"
Illyana: "In here." Illyana called. She fought back her tears, trying not to think the worst.
Pietro: Pietro followed the sound of her voice into the living room and gave her a small smile, "What's up?"
Illyana: Illyana took a deep, steadying breath. It was better to just tell him and get it over with. "I made a mistake. I did something stupid."
Pietro: The smile was replaced by a look of confusion, "Uh...?"
Illyana: "And I want you to know how sorry I am." Illyana couldn't hold back her tears anymore. "I love you and it was stupid and it'll never happen again!!"
Pietro: Still extremely confused, Pietro closed the space between them and pulled her into a hug - he hated to see her cry. "Shh..." he stroked her hair gently, "Whatever it is, it's okay...."
Illyana: "But it's not ok! I'm a horrible person!" Illyana clung to him. What if it was the last time she ever hugged him?
Pietro: Pietro actually laughed a little, "Now that I don't believe one little bit. You haven't got a horrible bone in your body."
Illyana: "I kissed Eddie." She blurted out.
Pietro: A mixture of emotions fought for dominance over his facial expression. His hold on her loosened a little as he looked at her. He couldn't think of anything to say to that.
Illyana: Illyana looked down and then buried her face in her hands as she sobbed. "I don't even know what happened. We were fighting and I thought we weren't going to be friends anymore and then I did that and then I ruined our marriage."
Pietro: Pietro was dimly aware of thinking that sitting down would be nice before he found himself sitting on the sofa with no clear memory of making the trip across the room.
Illyana: Illyana hugged her arms around herself and tried to control herself.
Pietro: He had to concentrate to keep his voice at a coherent speed, "Tell me exactly what happened."
Illyana: "I guess it started after class the other day... Johnny and I got a snack and he invited me to play Halo with him and Eddie, so I went. Then Eddie blurted out he had feelings for me and I left. So today, I went to pick up my comics and he was there. And he wanted to talk about it and he accused you of basically keeping me caged."
Illyana: Illyana took another breath. "And I put him in place and he insisted that I had feelings for him and I told him that I already wanted to be with you but I could be his friend and he was going to leave... and I stopped him..."
Pietro: "... He told you he has feelings for you even knowing you're engaged and how close it is to the wedding?" Pietro could feel his temper rising and tried to squash it down.
Illyana: "...yes." Illyana said softly.
Pietro: And he didn't know what to say to that either. How could he do that?! What a selfish thing to do! Pietro stood up and found himself suddenly in the kitchen.
Illyana: Illyana was scared. She shook as she stayed on the couch, waiting for Pietro to do something.
Pietro: He decided he'd have a glass of water. The first two glasses he picked up exploded. The third one survived long enough for him to take a drink.
Illyana: Illyana cringed at the sound of the glass shooting everywhere in the other room. Should she leave?
Pietro: He took a deep breath and carefully placed the glass back down on the counter then ran his hands through his hair and scrubbed at his face. This wasn't happening.
Illyana: Illyana carefully stood up and walked to the kitchen doorway to see him.
Pietro: He knew she was there but he didn't know what to say to her. He leaned on the counter with his back to her and focused on the empty glass in front of him. He wanted to ask her if she had feelings for Eddie but he was frightened of the answer.
Illyana: "Do... do you want me... to go?" She managed to get out softly.
Pietro: After a moments hesitation, he shook his head. That was definately not what he wanted her to do.
Illyana: Relieved, but fearing the glass, Illyana teleported to his side. "I know I hurt you... and I know I'm sorry doesn't make it better... but I am sorry."
Pietro: He nodded, still looking at the glass rather than her. She was sorry. Did that make it okay? No. But he didn't think he was angry with her. Not really.
Illyana: Illyana reached out her hand to put it on top of his. She had to fix this. She wanted to fix this.
Pietro: He glanced at her hand on his before shifting his gaze back to the glass. Maybe this was his fault. Had he rushed her? But they'd been together for a year... people got married faster than that every day. No. This couldn't be his fault...
Illyana: Illyana just stood with him, her hand on his. She waited for him to say something or do something.
Pietro: He closed his eyes and took a deep cleansing breath. He knew she was waiting for him but there was so much going on in his head he didn't know which bit to act on first. The only thing he was sure of was that it hurt. A lot.
Illyana: Illyana looked at his face and felt her heart break into a million tiny pieces like the glasses. She hugged him tightly, vibrations and all.
Pietro: He hugged her back and buried his face in her hair. He loved her too much to ignore her.
Illyana: "I'm so sorry!" Illyana sobbed out.
Pietro: He nodded, "I know..." he tightened his hold on her a little, "Ifyouwant..." he stopped and tried again after taking a steadying breath, "If you want to postpone the wedding...."
Illyana: "NO." Illyana was surprised at herself. Eddie had suggested that same thing. She was more sure now than ever that this is what she wanted. "I belong with you. I made a stupid mistake and I won't do anything stupid like that ever again. I made a promise to you... and I know I let you down..."
Pietro: He loosened his grip to look down at her face, lifting her chin so she'd look at him too. "I'm not blaming you for this."
Illyana: "But... but it's my fault..." Illyana stared into his eyes.
Pietro: He shook his head, "No, this is Eddie's fault." of this he was quite certain.
Illyana: "Peeto..." She wanted to argue with him.
Pietro: "Don't try to defend him, Illyana." Pietro warned.
Illyana: "I'm not... I am... I mean... I didn't think it was his fault...."
Pietro: "Heshouldn'thavesaidanything!" Pietro lost control of his mutation in his exasperation and stepped away from her as he tried to calm down again.
Illyana: Illyana crossed her arms over her chest with one hand in a slight fist over her mouth. What had she done!? Why couldn't she have just let Eddie walk away?!
Pietro: The whole kitchen was vibrating now, several items started traveling along the counters and off the edge onto the floor.
Illyana: "PEETO!" Illyana backed up to the wall, trying to get out of the way of falling objects coming out of the cabinets.
Pietro: This was just the worst day ever. He put his face in his hands and tried to pull himself together. "I'msorryIcan'tcontrolit!"
Illyana: Illyana reached out for Pietro's hand.
Pietro: He stepped back from her again, "Don'ttouch!" He didn't know what it'd do to her if she did right now.
Illyana: Illyana had to teleport to get out of the way of some falling dishes.
Pietro: Pietro finally managed to get the vibrating under control after several minutes, breathing heavily he sank into a heap on the floor, leaning against the cabinets.
Illyana: Illyana was hiding in the door frame to the bedroom.
Pietro: Another few minutes passed. When he was sure he had his control back, Pietro got to his feet and started to clean up the mess in the kitchen.
Illyana: Illyana heard movement and she went back to the kitchen to investigate. "Let me get that."
Pietro: He shook his head, "My fault..." and it gave him something to focus on.
Illyana: Illyana settled for helping him.
Pietro: "Sorry..." he said, tipping some of the shards of broken plate into the trash.
Illyana: Illyana shook her head as she swept. "Don't be."
Pietro: "I scared you..." he knew he had and he didn't like it.
Illyana: "It's fine. Are... are you ok?"
Pietro: He nodded, "Yeah... I think so..."
Illyana: Illyana set the broom aside and moved to take his hands. "Are WE ok?"
Pietro: He sighed, that one was even less certain. "I don't know if I can answer that...."
Illyana: Illyana felt her bottom lip quiver. She looked down in an attempt to regain composure.
Pietro: Pietro moved one of his hands to her cheek, "It's not because I don't want us to be," he told her softly, "I just... I don't know how you feel..."
Illyana: "Pietro..." Illyana nuzzled his hand. "There is a quote by Emily Bronte that sums up how I feel about us. She said, 'whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.' That's us, Pietro. That's us." She started crying again and hid her face in his chest.
Pietro: He put his arms around her and held her close, stroking her hair gently. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, "Then we're fine."
Illyana: Illyana nodded and hugged him even tighter, afraid he'd disappear.
Pietro: "I'm going to talk to Eddie about this though..."
Illyana: "Peeto... please... no more drama... no more of this!"
Pietro: "If I don't talk to him, this is just going to get worse because it'll play on both of our minds. I just want to tell him to leave you alone, alright?"
Illyana: "...that's all you'll say?"
Pietro: He nodded, "Yep. That's all that needs to be said."
Illyana: Illyana nodded. She could live with that. "Peeto..."
Pietro: "Mmm?" he looked down at her.
Illyana: "I love you... so so so much."
Pietro: Pietro pulled her close and kissed her, "I love you too."
Illyana: "Please take off this weekend... Can you?"
Pietro: He nodded, "Of course I can." he kissed her forehead, "I'll take a whole week off if you want."
Illyana: Illyana nodded. "I know it's selfish... I just want... really need, some time with you."
Pietro: He shook his head, "It's not selfish at all. I'd love to spend more time with you."
Illyana: Illyana kissed him again, more happily now. "What would you like for dinner?"
Pietro: Pietro surveyed the damage to the kitchen, "... New plates."
Illyana: "OK... so maybe go out tonight? I'll fix the kitchen tomorrow. Oh! There's this new Italian place that just opened on the next block!"
Pietro: He smiled at her, "That sounds lovely. Let's dress up and make an evening of it."
Illyana: "I have just the dress!" Illyana teleported to the closet.
Pietro: Pietro used his speed to clean up the rest of the mess in the kitchen then decided a shower was in order to get any vaporised glass out of his hair and off his skin.
Illyana: Illyana decided to set her dress aside and join him for that shower.