Pietro hates Christmas. Well, he used to hate Christmas. But then he and Wanda joined the Avengers and everything changed.

One of the reasons Pietro used to hate Christmas was that he never had any money to buy Wanda a present. She would tell him countless time back in Sokovia that she didn't need anything, that she was just thankful that he was alive.

But this year, he had money. Lots and lots of it, so he maybe sort kinda overdoes it with the presents for everyone.

It's Christmas Eve and Pietro's grinning, because (Y/n) just walked into the party and that's when he makes his move.

He runs forward, tacks on mistletoe above the doorway and hangs there just long enough for (Y/n) to pass by and stops to greet him.

"Pietro," She says, smiles, glances up and her eyes widen with realization. "O-Oh.."

"Let us kiss to get it over with, yes?" He doesn't wait for an answer and leans forward, kisses her on the lips and rushes off before she can process what had just happened.

"You look awfully smug," Wanda says as she sits down beside Pietro, squinting. "You're thinking very loudly, but I cannot decipher what is on your mind."

"Not what, my sweet sister," He looks up, catches (Y/n)'s eyes and her cheeks turn pink. "But someone."