You had spent all day watching Grey's Anatomy with Thor, Loki, Steve, Bucky, Wanda, and Pietro... crying.
Just, just why?
Any ways
At around 11:30-ish PM, the Doctor came in your room to see if you were awake or having a nightmare, but instead he sees you all were watching TV, he now realized that's why you guys were missing all day.
You can still remember his angry face as he saw you all still up.
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"Okay, Dr. Geniy calm down, I'm sure (Y/N) is fine," Bruce said trying to consult the Doctor.
"But what if HYDRA had taken her!?" The Doctor screeched.
"Dude she's like what, 27 years old, I think that she can handle herself," Clint said grabbing a slice of pizza from the fridge. The Doctor glares at Clint.
"And even HYDRA did take her we'll get her back for you," Natasha said as she put a hand on his shoulder, he turns to her and his face softens.
"Wait, did you even check her room?" Tony questioned.
"Um... no I haven't," he answered quietly.
Facepalm
"Go check!" They all said in unison.
He walks the halls to your room. Wait they notice that they haven't seen Thor, Loki, Wanda, and Pietro all day either. They saw Steve and Bucky going out for their jog, then coming back inside, but nothing else. He reaches the door and hear shouting and crying. His eyes widen and he quickly opens the door.
He sees Thor and Pietro jumping up and down hugging you while they cry.
"YES FINALLY THEY'RE TOGETHER!" They shout
You look very uncomfortable, but none the less, your face has a ghost of a smile.
He sees a little pink tint to your cheeks.
'Oh hell no, not my baby,'he thought like a protective father.
He grabs you and pulls you in for a hug and turns to them with a murderous glare.
"ALL OF YOU, GO TO BED," he shouts as they scurry out and ran back to their rooms.
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Today he wants to spend the whole day with you.
You weren't entirely sure why he was upset and what normal people even did on a normal day, but you were going to try.
You get up from your chair that you set by the window. You head to the bathroom to use it and comb your short (h/c) hair. You look at the mirror. Your (e/c) eyes still cold and dead, but they had a little light to them. You were getting a bit better.
You put back on your black leather jacket that was set on a chair and unlocked your bedroom door. You go into the kitchen, and see Steve doing something with that weird box that he cooks food on, but you ignore him and grab a box of poptarts. He sees you grab the poptarts, and he starts walking over to you.
"No no no, not today you're have a complete breakfast (Y/N)," Steve said as he reached for the box in your flesh hand.
You jump back 4 feet as his hand was in front of you, dropping the precious box of poptarts in the process.
You both look down at the box then back at each other. You try to grab the box, but Steve already knew what you were going to do so he grabbed it before you did.
You pouted and glared at him. He sighed.
"Come on, you can watch me cook the breakfast if you don't trust me," he said as he walked back to the stove where he had pancake mix.
You watched him intensely as he ripped open the package and poured some into a cup, he added water and started stirring until there was no longer powder, then he separated them into different bowls. One had blueberries, another had chocolate bits, and the last one was a good old-fashioned pancake. He started to pour the blueberry filled mixture into a pan with a bit of oil on the bottom.
"What's that?" You asked as you got close to him. He blushed a bit.
"It's called pancakes, have you never had any?" He inquired, you shake your head no.
"I'll also make some bacon and sausages, which on would you like" he smiled.
"I guess I'll have (pick your choice)," you say as you go to the table and sit.
You attempt to try and reach for the poptart, but he sees your hand and hits your hand with his spatula. You withdrawal your hand and hiss at the little red mark on your hand.
The food is done, he starts to brew some coffee and sets up the table as that brews.
"Do you want coffee, apple juice, orange juice, tea?" He asked as he set your (choice of pancake) in front of you.
"Uh... I'll try some of that coffee thing," you say as everyone finally wakes up and goes into the kitchen.
"Aw fuck yeah! Cap's cooking! His cooking is always the best!" Sam and Clint yell as they race to their seats.
"Mmm still the better cook, huh Stevie,
better then any dame I've ever met," Bucky sniffs at the air.
"BROTHER STEVE YOUR COOKING IS SIMPLY THE BEST, BETTER THAN ANY ASGARDIAN CHEF, IF I DO SAY," Thor boomed as Loki smiled as he nodded, agreeing with his idiot for a brother, or so he says.
Everyone agreed with Thor. Steve was beet red as he heard those comments. You and the Doctor sat at the corner of the table, still a bit separated from the rest of the team. Wanda and Pietro go to sit by you. Pietro pouts as Wanda quickly takes the seat next to you.
"The fastest man in the world lost his seat to me~" she sang quietly so only he could hear.
"Shut it," he says as he digs into his food. Thor and Loki go to sit by you as well.
Steve give you your coffee. You take a sip, then it turns into 7 huge gulps.
"THIS DRINK I LIKE IT! ANOTHER!" You boomed as you smash the cup and the ground, scarring everyone.
"God damn it, Thor, Loki did you teach (Y/N) this," Tony glares at them.
They beamed at their creation.
"Yes, we most certainly did," Loki laughed.
Everyone glared at them, while you, Thor, and Loki smiled at each other.
"Haha, hey Tony why don't we make a cleaning bot," Bruce jested.
"Ew, no, my house is not going to be like those classic scientific houses in the movies," Tony said with his face scrunched up into a funny face.
Everyone laughed at Tony's face and his comment. Soon as everyone was done eating they headed back to their rooms, except for Natasha, Tony, Clint, Dr. Geniy, and you.
You looked at the clock, 8:45am. Wow that was early. You turn back and see Clint and Natasha staring at you intensely. Your fists clenched, your eyes narrowed, and your arm recalibrated itself, ready to fight.
"Hey," Natasha says as she gets up.
You stiffen up, ready to jump.
"I want to ask you something," she walk slowly to you as Clint does the same.
"Что?"(What?) you say.
"Do you only have one pair of clothes?" She asks
You look at her with a exasperated expression.
"Um... Yes, what does it what matter," you shrugged.
"GASP! Honey not in my house," Tony says in a fake gay accent.
"You've been wearing that for days, have you even washed it-" Natasha stops.
"Do you shower?" She asked
"What's a shower?"
"Okaaaay, come on let's go," she said as she grabbed your flesh hand.
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"Okay, just remove your clothes, turn the water on, set it to whatever temperature you want, wet your hair and body, wash yourself with soap, but keep the water running I wanna get in after you," she explained as she lead you to your bathroom and pointed to the shower.
"Why don't you shower at your room," you asked
"I'm too lazy to go all the way to my room," she said with a smile. You didn't trust her entirely but you trust her to know more than you do.
You go in, locked the door behind you, and start taking off your bullet proof leather jacket, combat boots, gun straps, knife straps, bullet straps, black tactical pants, and black tank top.
You stare at the stitches on your stomach, then your gazed start goin back and forth looking down at your leg then up to your arm. Your (e/c) eyes darken and your fist clench. Your mind starts the to wander to dark places.
'Fucking monster, why are you even here with such nice people, YOU DONT DESERVE THIS LIFE STYLE,' you cringe at your mind's harsh words.
"(Y/N) are you alright," a knock bring you back from your heavy thoughts.
"Uh yeah I'm fine," you say, wiping tears away from your eyes. You walk over to the shower and turn it on.
HYDRA has showers but it a system. The scientists that live at the base get warm or hot water, and the experiments are pushed into a room and processed through a machine that pours soap on you, scrubbed by a robotic arm, and washed all the soap off with freezing water. All the projects had grown used to the cold.
You put the shower to the coldest setting and do as Natasha said to do.
As you finish you leave the water running like she said. You put all your stuff back on and leave the bathroom. You see her look at something. Your clear your throat and she quickly turns around. She stuffs something under your bed and gets up.
"O-oh your done, well I guess it's my turn," she says as she goes in.
You hear a loud bang after she goes into the door.
"HOLY SHIT THIS IS COLD!"
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When she is done showering she asks you.
"Did you really take a shower in cold water?"
"Yea,"
"Why," she asked
"Old habits die hard I guess," you smiled.
Her face look saddened a bit but goes back to neutral.
"Welp come on the Doctor wanted me to go with you to show you around New York," she smiled weakly.
"Alright, let's go," you smiled drying your (h/c) hair in a white towel.
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Eh just a little breakfast adventure to start the day with
Wow this is 200 more words than usual. I write 1500-ish words.
Great job on reading!
The jacket on the top is how imagine the leather jacket you're wearing. You imagine whatever ya want