Avenger Imagines

The Case of the Missing Pants - Bruce/Avengers x Reader

Waking up with a gun to your face wasn't exactly how you expected to start your Thursday morning. Getting alien guts all over the room, and realizing that New York was currently getting invaded wasn't at the top of your agenda either.

"Shit, I haven't even eaten anything." You groaned, slipping on gun holsters as banging on the door seem to get louder. Ransacking the drawers, you found an earpiece and tried to put it on as you slipped on your boots.

Hearing faraway voices on the earpiece as it connected, you threw on a random shirt before the door was slammed open. Weighing your options, you decided to fight the aliens was more important than finding a pair of pants to wear.

"Anyone online?" you asked, half out of breath. Deciding that hand to hand was more than it was worth, you pushed the alien over the 19th-floor railing.

"Who's this?" A confused voice asked. "It's appearing as B-"

A laugh echoed to your ear as you fought your way down to the stairs. "Y/n, what are you doing here?"

You groaned, kicking the alien down the stairs. "I was doing laundry, but I took a nap only to wake up to some very rude guest."

Natasha shook her head, she wasn't far out from the tower but was preoccupied herself. "That's not fair, he has a washer in his room?"

"And a dryer," Bucky added, before filling your ear with gunshots. "He's clearly the favorite."

"Alright, alright, what's going on?" Tony asked, looking at the footage of the tower. "Why is there someone fighting in the tower with no pants on?"

"Hey, keep your eyes up here," You looked at a nearby camera and pointed to your eyes. "Besides, I said I was doing laundry - this shirt isn't even mine."

"And, who's is it?" Tony asked.

"Guys," Steve panted, clearly getting annoyed. "I think we can talk about this later?"

Natasha snickered, using her hand to cover the sunlight as she looked at the tower. From the tenth floor, a couple of aliens were kicked out the window.

"Anyone seen big green?" You asked, peering out the window. "Like right now, I don't think these aliens are appreciating my iron man undies."

"Wait, she's my favorite." Tony quickly said.

"You met her two minutes ago." Steve reminded, tossing his shield with a huff.

Clint looked around his perch, catching a flash of green heading near the tower. "Found him, he's passing by now."

"Hulk!" You yelled, waving your arms around like a manic. "My green boy!"

Bucky turned to face the tower, clearly confused. "Y/n, you really do push your luck."

"She does know who the Hulk is right?" Tony asked, almost worried.

"My angry green man!" You waved, finally catching the attention of the Hulk. After a few squints, he headed straight towards the building at full speed.

"Guys..." Tony observed from the sky. "I don't want to rebuild a new tower."

Natasha rolled her eyes, approaching Bucky who was watching the interaction. "You won't have to, trust me."

"Really, cause it's looking like a lot of damage at the speed he's going." Tony cleared this throat. "No one else worried about this?"

"How about you help the rest of us from getting our asses kicked?" Steve asked, watching Hulk race past him toward the tower.