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"Hey, (Y/n)," Looking up from cleaning your weapon, Pietro grins as he plops down next to you. "Want to play the shoulder game?"

Your eyes narrow. "I swear to god, Maximoff, if this is another one of your stupid-"

"Wonderful! Let's begin. Now let me count how many shoulders we have."

Your expression doesn't change. "Four."

He frowns. "No, let me count."

"Pietro, we are the only two playing."

"Just stop being annoying and let me count."

You sigh. "Fine. Go ahead."

"One," He starts off, tapping his shoulder.

"This is stupid. You're stupid."

"Two," reaching over, he pokes your upper arm. "Three."

"Don't hurt yourself," You huff.

"Four," You tense when he places his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer with a smirk.

"What."

"100 points for Pietro."