Mending Hearts

ℂℍ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝔼ℝ 𝟙

ℕ𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕣?

I stood panting, sweat dripping off me unlike my opponent. Of course she wouldn't be, its Nat.

"Just tap already, you're too stubborn for your own safety sometimes" she says, taking a swing at me and landing it on my already heaving ribs.

"You know I wont, so just do it yourself" taking a swing at her but missing, still managing to knock her balance off a little. Progress.

"Fine. Fine. But only because I dont need you dying on me. Truce?" She raises her hands and I do the same, only shakier and clearly drained from the lengthy training session.

"Truce. Now help me get to the kitchen so I can go get a snack. All that beating you has made me hungry" I smirk at her.

She returns it and we walk to the kitchen. I can feel my red hair sticking to the back of my neck from its ponytail as we walk. God I hope this doesnt make the dye leak, I only touched it up last week.

I see Wanda cooking already, so give her a kind smile and have an idea. Clearly forgetting she can read minds.

"Dont you even think about hugging me right now you sweaty little elf" she laughs, but deadly serious. I know from the last time she tried it and she threw me across the room onto the sofa.

"Oh come on, you love me way too much to throw me... again" I grinned, but decided against tackling her with my 5ft 4 frame, even if I am a little on the chubby side. I go to the cupboard and pull out the bread, deciding strawberry jam on toast would be the best post-sparring meal.

Once I'd practically inhaled my toast I bid farewell to the two that have practically become my sisters since I arrived at the compound and went to my room to shower.

I set the shower on cold and peeled off my leggings and sports bra, hopping in and using my favourite citrus and pink grapefruit body wash and apple shampoo. Singing my heart out to my playlist I asked f.r.i.d.a.y  to play quite loud. Naturally, I mean who doesnt have a concert in the shower? Psychopaths probably.

Once done, I blow-dried my hair letting it fall naturally straight to just above my waist. Then threw on my black tight (accidentally) booty shorts and a baggy hoodie, covering my light curves, to complete my comfy look.

I wouldn't say I'm curvy, I have average boob, and a waist that slightly comes in. I have a little excess fat around my stomach and hip (creating those hip dips I loathe so much) but I'm comfortable with that. My thighs are a lot larger than most women my age but that's fine. I've learnt to come to terms with it. I'm no instagram model but I like that about myself, even if I do hide behind baggy clothing a lot. That's fine.

Just as I'm about to head out to the living room f.r.i.d.a.y's voice fills my room. "Miss Blackwell, Mr. Stark has requested you come to the lab." I sigh and grab my phone along with a strawberry lipbalm (the only two things I'll ever need in life).

"Thanks f.r.i.d.a.y and how many times do I have to tell you, please call me Ellie" I retort, heading out my room and towards Tony's hobbit hole. He rarely leaves the lab, and I dont blame him. It's his favourite place to be; his safe heaven in his chaotic life. The things he creates in there are incredible and often hilarious to watch on security footage when they backfire, showing his genius come through and it occasionally kicking him back when he gets too cocky. I smile at the memories. I gotta remember to show Nat some of those tapes, she'd love to see them.

I waltzed into the batcave smugly asking "what's blown up this time?" Being greeted with a frustrated Tony and a clearly stressed Steve. Well that wiped the smile off my face quicker than a sweep kick off Nat. "Okayyy, so if I'm in here and you two look like that someones either died or one of you is convinced someone will soon. Spill."

"Steve wants to bring a murderer into the compound because they were buddies in the war" a sour faced Tony fumes, frantically waving a pen around nearly making me snigger.

"Hes not a murderer, hes my bestfriend and for the last time you can trust him. What happened was not his fault, he didnt have a choice, Tony" Steve pleaded. Whatever happened Steve clearly wants his friend here and Tony detests the idea for whatever reason. "He doesn't have anywhere else to go, please just let him live here like the rest of us. Theres a spare room next to Ellie's he can have and I'll make sure he doesnt bother you here"

"Woah, what's happening? Who's moving in next to me?" Now, if you know anything about me you'll know about my addiction to music. So most of the night I'm up playing music, dancing and singing around my room like a complete idiot. Who ever moves in next to me will absolutely hate me for that I'm definitely not stopping that, it's a nightly ritual for me.

"My friend from the war, his name is Bucky, is moving in. He doesnt have anywhere to go and I think he'll do best here with us" Steve smiles, clearly asking me to help him and his friend. I feel bad for the poor ice cube so I decide to help.

"Tony, let the poor guy stay here please. We've got plenty of room here and I doubt he'll be much trouble" I give him my sweetest smile which I know will break his tough exterior in seconds. I may not know this guy but I know how it feels to have nowhere to go and your only option is a compound full of avengers.

Mr. Coke Can stares at Steve, as if trying to decipher if it's a good idea or not. "Fine. But if this backfires it's on you two and I'm not taking the fall for anything he does"

"Thank you Tony, I'll go get him" Steve nodded at me, his way of showing appreciation. I'd prefer a plate of pancakes but we're all different.

"What's so bad about this Bucky that you dont want him here? You got me here" I asked, curious what he could've done that is so bad.

"You needed this place, and I wanted you here so I could help you kiddo. Hes got a long story that you'll need to ask Steve about, but I dont like the way things could end up. Especially with him next door to you"

I sigh. We both know Steve wont tell me the full story. Looks like I'm gonna be learning to talk to one more person around here... and probably apologising for the music in the middle of the night.

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So theres my first chapter! Hope you liked, pls remember to vote if you did it really helps and encourages me to keep writing :)