Steve sat in a patio chair, bruce going on about something sciencey. He wasn't trying to be rude by not hearing what he was saying, He couldn't help it. He was totally engrossed with Freya.
She was in the small garden, playing soccer with Clint . He watched as she ran up to the soccer ball her long tanned model legs looking out of place, totally missing and falling flat on her bum. She lent back, laughing and lying on the grass, covering her face with her hands as Clint ran over and stole the soccer ball, bending over in laughter.
He had to bite down on his lip to keep myself from laughing. She were absolutely, undoubtedly, most definitely the craziest girl he'd ever met in the whole entire universe. So of course He was in love with her.
The only problem was that even through all the jokes and comments about the two of them dating, she was his best friend and she didn't know. She stood up, looking over at my and grinned, dusting off your butt.
His eyes couldn't help but travel down your frame as she turned around and started jogging after Clint. It was almost painful how much He loved her, how much He wanted her all to himself. That was when He realised He couldn't deny it; he was undeniably, stupidly, and completely in love with Freya Odsin
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FanfictionDaughter of Thor . Niece of Loki Laufeyson. Princess of Asgard. Diplomate of Earth. Freya is many things and has many responsibilities, usually she would do more than expected, give a hundred and ten percent as Phil Coulson once said.
