It was game night at the Avengers base. Everyone was here, including Thor, and you were most definitely ready for whatever game Tony would pick. Last time it had been that seven minutes in heaven game, then twister and now it was most likely going to be something that could get him some alone time with you. You'd noticed the pattern.
He walked in, stopping the chatting. "Truth or dare."
Thor frowned. "I know not this game."
"It's ok, buddy. We'll teach you," Clint said, patting Thor on the shoulder.
Thor swung his hammer. "You are not worthy."
That was the cause of the next few giggles.
Tony set a wine bottle down in the middle of the already formed circle on the ground. He explained it to Thor, then began.
"Truth or dare, Nat?" he asked.
She hesitated for a second. You and Nat were close and you knew she didn't like her secrets getting out. "Dare."
Tony grinned. "I dare you to call up Fury."
She rolled her eyes, taking her phone out and calling him.
"Agent Romanoff. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Fury asked the moment he picked up.
She grinned. "Tony wants to talk." Tony shook his head.
"Alright. Put him on."
Tony groaned before flipping his personality switch and immediately he was the slightly sarcastic, very power humble Tony. "Hey, boss," he said, making all of you try to suppress laughs.
Least to say, it was a very awkward conversation, something that you couldn't help but find funny.
He finally hung up, glaring at Nat as he handed the phone back. She grinned at him before spinning the bottle.
"Thor. Truth or dare?"
Thor took a long time to think to the point where you'd all began to egg him on. He nodded. "I shall pick truth."
Natasha looked at you then back at him. "How big are you?" she asked, giggling.
You were giggling too, with Tony unimpressed and Bruce uncomfortable.
"Well... Not as big as a frost giant."
Clint face palmed. "You're not getting it."
"Getting what?" Thor returned.
Tony turned and whispered in his ear. Thor's face went from one that was dubious to one of a child who'd just been told something adult.
You just laughed. "Ok. Your turn."
Thor spun the bottle a little too hard and you waited and watched as it showed no signs of slowing down quickly. Eventually it did and it landed on you. Thor grinned, rubbing his hands together. "(Y/N). Truth or dare?"
You thought about it for a second. Feeling the giggles from the last few rounds, you decided to be brave. "Dare."
Thor grinned. "I believe that Steve has been waiting to - How do you mortals say it? Make out? - with you."
You blushed and Steve blushed before you awkwardly crawled over to him and initiated the kiss. For a man who'd been trapped in ice for so long, he was a pretty good kisser, but you couldn't help but get the giggles.
After an extremely quick make out session, it was your turn to spin the bottle. And so you did. And so it landed on Clint.
He picked truth and immediately it was a question on how he'd managed to hide his family so well. For a man that seemed to use brawn more than brain, Clint was pretty smart.
Then he spun and it landed straight on Tony. Tony grinned. "Dare. And make it a good one!" Bossy Tony was annoying but funny.
Natasha leaned over, whispering into Clint's ear. He chuckled then returned his eyes to Tony who was looking smug, as usual. Nothing you could make Tony do could kill his ego.
"That's a good one," Clint said, laughing. He turned to Tony, Natasha grinning. You felt left out, but knew something good was coming. "Tony, I dare you to make out with the prettiest girl here."
"Easy," he said, crossing the circle, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close to him and immediately kissing you. He had you pinned under him in seconds, keeping his lips on you. If you'd thought Steve was a good kisser, here was an even better example.
He began to pick you up when Natasha stopped you. "Ok, ok! You two! Enough!" Natasha said, prying him off you before he could pick you up too far. "You're making Banner uncomfortable! Even I might upchuck at this."
Tony scoffed. "Have you seen you two together?!"
She sat in front of you, stopping him from returning to kiss you. You laughed. "He has a point."
She turned, scoffing and laughing. "Back to the game, people!"