Wrong number kid

God of cuddles

Y/n's POV

I wanted to collapse on the floor, it looked so comfortable. This bitch had me train with her for five hours without a break. She even looked exhausted as well.

She had beaten me the same amount as I had beaten her, she's kind of competitive not going to lie.

"I think we are done for the day," she finished wiping her forehead with a towel.

"Thank fuck," I breathed out as I collapsed onto the floor.

"Language," Steve walked into the room.

"What the fuck is your problem? Ich spreche auf Deutsch, beag mé ag caint as Gaeilge, je peux parler un peu français, so parlare in po' di Italiano, Я могу немного говорить по русски," I said as I looked straight up at the ceiling.

"Uhhhh...." He sounded like he wanted to say 'what the fuck' but he was holding back because then he'd be a hypocrite.

"Is everything okay Steve?" Natasha asked while sipping some water.

"Yeah, um, just came down to get you for dinner," I looked confused, why so early? It's only 4 o'clock. Steve clearly saw my confusion. "Y/n we normally have dinner early on Fridays and have a movie marathon after."

"Oh," I had no idea what to say.

Reluctantly I got up of the floor. The other two were at the door. Natasha handed me a bottle of deodorant 'since we don't have time to shower' which I put on immediately. After we walked to the elevator and went up to the same level as the living room. Well it was more an open floor where the kitchen, dining room and living room blend together. On the table there were all sorts of pizzas.

There was no time between me stepping into the room and an excited Peter running up to me.

"Hi y/n! Look I made pizza with Mr. Dad!" He smiled. How the fuck is he so happy all the time? I'll take whatever he does to stay happy at this point, it's almost as if he took all the happiness for gen z himself.

"Looks Good Peter," I smiled back at him the best I could. It was good enough for him as he raced over to the table and he sat down between Stark and the Winter Soldier. 

I looked at the table no chairs were at the head of the table, that's good, no one get special treatment. Most of the avengers were already sitting down. I hesitated before walking over to the table myself. I chose a seat next to Bruce. About two seconds after I sat down the chair on my other side became occupied by one god of thunder.  The rest of the table was filled up and everyone began eating.

I took a small slice of pizza from the nearest pizza to me. It happened to be pepperoni and chilli.

"Hi y/n how was training?" Bruce started a conversation with me.

"Exhausting, have you ever fought Natasha?"

"I can't say that I have. To be honest I don't really train. I don't have any need to."

"Lucky you. I haven't trained before in my life. I'm not looking forward to more. I always just practiced on the go," I was purely focused on the conversation to avoid eating.

I didn't want to rush it. Breakfast itself would have fed me for a few days, if I ate now I'd probably throw it up. Besides it looked really greasy, or maybe that's because I didn't want to eat it.

"Similar to me then I guess."

I noticed Tony on the corner of the table looking at me curiously, like he has a big question to ask me but he can ask right now because Peter is telling him some story.

"Aren't you hungry?" I looked back at Bruce, who was looking sadly at my untouched pizza.

"I don't think I can eat it," I looked down at my plate in disgust.

"I understand that you haven't had this much to eat before but can you take a bite at least?" He tried to bargain with me.  I looked at him, he had a small smile on his face in encouragement.

Sighing I picked up the slice, I went to take a bite of -

"Hey y/n how'd you learn to hack?" Tony spoke loudly across to table, interrupting several conversations.

I dropped the slice of pizza, everyone was watching me. My brother..... I shuddered.

"Tony..." Bruce warned.

"I mean I can't be the only one who wondered where she learned to hack?"

"Tony you can't be the only genius out there, it's okay that you took five hours to get into her phone. People lose their touch sometimes." Clint who was on the other side of Stark patted his back as he spoke. 

However most people were still watching me. I just looked down at the pizza again. 

Don't think about him y/n , don't think about him, don't think about, don't think, don't. He doesn't deserve people to think about him. Stop it! STOP IT Y/N. He can go fuck himself. He- No! Don't cry. Don't you do it. He doesn't deserve tears.

I felt myself shaking. Why am I cold all of a sudden? I could feel my eyes water. I need to breathe but there's no air. Did I take the oxygen away? Oh fuck.

Then a huge, warm hand found it's way onto my back. I snapped out of it. I could breathe again. I looked up to everyone else, they all looked out of breath, oh fuck. I did take the oxygen away.

"Lady y/n are you alright?" I looked to Thor beside me, I noticed how his arm went behind me, he must be the owner of the hand.

I nodded and raised my hand up to my face to wipe the tears that fell away. Only the minute it was dry more tears fell. Why won't they stop?!  I started to feel more and more tears.

I felt myself getting picked up and moved, I couldn't see very well with these damn tears blocking my vision. Not long after being picked up I stopped moving.

"Hey, hey, hey it's okay, shhhhh," I heard a voice above my head. I felt myself rocking back and forward.

"See that's it, it's okay, relax," I was wrapped in Thor's arms. My head tucked under his head as he rocked back and forth.

I could see clearer as I calmed down more. We were on a couch. Thor reached over somewhere and grabbed a blanket. I felt him wrap it around me. Why was it so calming?

He started humming something quietly. I didn't recognise it, but then again it did sound like a lullaby and I've never heard one of those before.

"Are you okay Little Midgardian?" Thor asked.

"Ye-" my voice cracked. "Yeah, I'm better thank you."

He stopped rocking but didn't let me go. It was comfortable. We stayed like that for a while until the others slowly came in.

I forgot about the movie marathon.

Tony sat furthest away from me thankfully. It was Peter that picked out the first movie. I heard it was something called frozen. I didn't really pay attention to the movie. I mostly spent the time watching Peter's face from Thor's arms as he had sat down next to him and was in my line of sight.

By the middle of the second movie Peter had fallen asleep. I drifted off not long after.

It seems so easy to fall asleep wrapped in the arms of gods.

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A/n: uhh just a warning for the languages at the beginning of the chapter, most of it I google translated to make y/n a show off but anyway it just says "i speak a little bit of___". This was kind of a filler chapter but it was actually one of my longest word counts so far lol. I was listening to Christmas songs as I wrote this chapter, cause why not. Maybe that's the reason I'm going to be single forever.

Sorry bout the rant a/n. THANKS FOR 100k reads!!! Well 110k now but anyway... have a great day :))