MCU Characters Preference Book

Biggest Argument (Part 2)

Falcon: Drugs - This one had been entirely your fault. He had found it. The hoarded cocaine and your biggest shame. He had accused you, and you had confessed in tears, knowing there was no point in lying.

"I only wanted to forget. The stalkers, the sex ring- oh god..." You had rubbed snot and tears into his jumper as you cried and he held you tight.

He promised to get you help, and he didn't lie. He took your mind off the bad things by spending as much time with you as he could, and you saw a substance abuse therapist once a week until you recovered. You never wished to go back to the white powdered, dazed days. You were happy enough to get drunk of Sam's free love.

Rhodes: His Legs - It had been a giant misunderstanding that went haywire. You went to dinner with another man, one of your old college friends. It was a fancy, maybe even romantic setting, and Rhodey had been coming back from shopping when he saw you.

Later that night, he had confronted you about it in an angry jealousy, which only made you furious because Rhodey didn't trust you not to cheat. You had yelled that,
"I am your wife, I have no reason to be unfaithful" and he had only said those twelve bitter words that made your heart break.

"Not every woman wants a man with no legs, now do they?" You had slapped him. Unrightfully so, but it had been automatic.

"Don't you dare say that again James Rhodes. I love you no matter what, even if you were only a head in a case of glass. So don't you dare say that about yourself like its the lowest of all lows to be." You had stayed with Tony that night, too upset to go home.

James never called you to come home, so you figured he didn't want you anymore. He didn't need the woman who made him look like charity case after all, right?

Vision: None - When you fight, he always resolves it with logic, so you've never had a big fight before.

Wanda: Powers - She had brought up a bad memory from your past. An ex that was a pathological liar had betrayed your feelings and previous friendship with their lies, and you had always been saddened by the memory that you were foolish enough to fall for the lies for so long. You weren't mad because she brought it, you were made because you never told her that.

You made her fess up to how she found out, and it turned out she had been going through your dreams as you slept to figure out if you may have been cheating on her. You weren't, and it infuriated you that she used her powers on you without your consent. You figured she practically mind-raped you.

So you yelled and left in tears, deciding to stay with Sam for a few weeks till you were back on your feet.

Pietro: Reckless - "Why're you always so reckless?!" You screamed, eyes puffy and red as you threw his bloodied shirt as him. He had only just survived another battle, his body bloody and bruises from the fight, all because he had to be an idiot and say the wrong thing.

"Ow, be careful, I'm injured." Pietro said lightly, trying to make you stop yelling, but you were so angry, so fucking frustrated.

"You could have died!" You choked out in a desperate cry, a hand running through your tangled hair. A hand covered in his blood.

"(Y/N), you're going to wake your grand-"

"No! This is the last straw Pietro! I can't keep doing this. I can't keep waiting and hoping you'll come back, only to one day find out your recklessness got you killed." He actually whimpered, either at your words or his wounds, but you didn't care anymore.

"Princezza-"

"No! Just... No." You pinched the bridge of your nose as you sniffled. "Please leave Pietro. Call someone to pick you up and just...go. I need time, or maybe I just don't need this. We'll find out." You walked out in defeat, heart heavy as he whimpered again.

T'Challa: Flirting - He didn't cheat, no, he flirted. Or at least talked to women who were obviously single and mingling with him. You always hated it, and would often interrupt such things, but you weren't there at that party. The party were he apparently slept with the princess of another kingdom. It was gossip, you knew, but you were angry nonetheless.

The argue had been over quickly since he was calm and logical, and you always thanked that about him.

"I did not sleep with her, (Y/N). You are my beautiful Queen, no other can compete for such a title." His sweet words melted you and you trusted him. T'Challa had self control around everyone but you. You knew only you could ever please and love the Wakandan King like he needed.

Spider-Man: Worry - Peter had returned home, bloodied and bruised and that's when you realised how dangerous this superhero persona was for him. You become worried and paranoid. So when he came home once again, covered in cuts and burns to the point where you had to cut his suit off him, you burst.

You cried and begged him to stop being Spiderman, pleaded he just be Peter Parker, your loving boyfriend and amazing friend. You were afraid one day, Peter wouldn't come home to you and be able to hold you at night.

"(Y/N)...I can't stop. When the bad things happen, and I'm not there to stop them...That's gonna be on me. I have to keep Queens safe. I have to keep you and Aunt May safe." He explained despite his raspy voice and sore throat, holding you against his dust smothered skin in a hug, and you couldn't help but feel proud.

You were in love with such a wonderful man. He may not return home one day, possibly tomorrow, but you had him now. You couldn't let the opportunity go. So you held him close and told him you loved him over and over again until he was red to the tips of his ears, and then you said it some more just to show you meant it.

Nick Fury: Shield - You went against the original plan during an attack on Washington, DC. You used a shield to take the full impact of an alien nuke, but the moment the nuke was gone, you were so exhausted you fell from the impossibly (it felt like it) high point. You would have died if not for Thor catching it. Now, you were arguing with Nick as you laid in your hospital bed.

"You could have died."

"But I didn't, Nick. I'm alive and here. I saved everyone I could. That's my job." You smiled weakly.

"You're in a hospital bed, (Y/N). You would have been a splatter on the pavement if not for Thor. Here I thought I was dating someone intelligent." Nick grumbled.

"Nick, love, I'm alive. Let's just be grateful."

"...You do not know how terrified I was when I saw you fall, (Y/N). One second too late and I would have lost you." You looked up at his chocolate glazed eye, smiling sadly.

"I'm sorry, Nick. I forgot I have to wait till you die before I do, or I won't get into hell." You joked lightly as you grasped his hand, running your thumb over his knuckles.

"I am so proud of you." Nick kissed your knuckles, making you smile.

"I know. You're only ever mad at me when you're proud and don't want to admit it." You grinned cheekily.