Avengers mate

Mornings

I woke up in the middle of the night with an intense need to pee. It wouldn't have been a huge problem. Normally I would just slip out of bed and go pee. then I would be able to jump right back in bed without even having to fully open my eyes, but this is not a normal situation.

I'm still being hugged to Thor completely on top of him while he laid on the couch, so it will be extremely hard to slip out from his grasp and completely impossible to get back into it.

However I really need to pee and his hold around my waist isn't helping at all. Looking around for something to help me in my predicament I see absolutely nothing helpful.

Instead I see everyone laying in various places around the room. All dead asleep, and extremely close to the couch. Peter is even sleeping on the floor. There is no clear path for me to walk out of the room in search of a bathroom.

Shaking the feeling of dread away I focus on step one. Getting free of Thor's muscular arms. After flinging the blanket, that I hadn't realized I had on me off, I saw a disregarded pillow just barley in reach.

With a plan in mind I struggle to grab it while not waking Thor up. Finally I get the pillow in hand, and slowly I hand it to Thor for every inch of the pillow he has I get up even more, and finally I'm on my two feet while Thor is now clutching a pillow instead of me.

I need a picture of this its so cute seeing the big and muscular Thor holding on tight to a pillow in his sleep. I reached for my phone to take a picture, but as I come up empty I remember that tony has it.

Disappointed but still needing to pee I turn away without taking a picture, and assess my next problem.
Getting through the superhero maze.

First I take a giant step over Peter.

Second I side step Clint and Natasha.

Third I literally have to jump over tony and Steve.

Fourth I softly step over Bruce.

And finally- finally I'm at the door, but there is one last problem there's no telling where the bathroom is, and I'm literally about to blow. So not waisting anymore time I almost fully sprint around the hallways until I'm lucky enough to find a bathroom.

After finally finding my salvation I do my business and wash my hands really good. Now what to do next I can't go back to the lounge I might wake someone up.

My stomach ends up making that decision for me. I guess now that I think about it I haven't eaten since brunch yesterday, so I quietly make my way to the kitchen, and end up sitting on the counter with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and some apple juice.

As I'm eating though the lights flickered on illuminating the kitchen, and exposing me to Bruce who looks like he just woke up with bed head and all.

"Uhh hi." I say awkwardly gesturing to my sandwich, "do you want one?"

"Sure. There's nothing like a late night snack," Bruce commented, "but why are you up?"

I nod and slide down and begin making his sandwich, "I can never fully sleep through the night it's a curse, but I've learned to deal with it."

"Ah I completely understand. I can't sleep through the whole night all the time myself."

"Yeah I bet, with all that science floating around up there it must be soo hard to sleep." I say while handing him the sandwich then jumping back up on top of the counter.

We eat our sandwiches in awkward silence neither of us really knowing what to say. I mean what do you say to your supper smart soulmate who could get mad any second and turn into a giant angry green killing machine?