Marvel: Our Sweet Life (Male Reader)

Issue #2

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Welcome back to the story! I.B. here. I must say, the support you all gave this story is just wonderful. I know that slice of life type stories tend to be a bit boring but I appreciate you all still coming back for more.

You should've fucking listened when I said not to read this.

Now, let's check back in with our lovely couple. What hijinks with Y/N and Nadia get into this time?

Our Sweet Life
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You laid there, arm behind your head,
as you watched Nadia sit up. She
got off the bed and walked over to
the pile of discarded clothes.
She bent down and picked up her bra
and began to pull it on.

Nadia: We can't do this again.

Did she think you didn't know that?
Her coming here was already
a risk. If Janet found out, there be hell
to pay.

Y/N: Then next time, don't call me.

She looked at you.
She seemed hurt by your blunt comment.
But it was true. This whole thing was her idea. Of course, you could've said no so you were just as guilty as she was in the whole manner.

Nadia: This is wrong.

You found your eyes drifting back over to her.

Nadia: We're Avengers. Yet here we are. Sneaking around behind everyone's backs. It doesn't feel right.

She had a point there.

The fact that you even had to hide your relationship was a testament to how hypocritical everyone was. Tony Stark can go and sleep with models yet you could have a stable relationship with Nadia?

Even after you both agreed to call things off, you couldn't push her away like you wanted to. And you tried. You tried so hard.

But life doesn't work like that. It never does.

Nadia: Y/N.

You lifted your head.

Nadia: Let's, run away.

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Y/N: Oh, dear. I do believe I messed this up.

Y/N looked at the dismantled radio before him while his wife worked on her half.

Nadia: I told you. The dials were on backwards.

Y/N looked at the radio dials and realized that his wife was correct.

Y/N: Oh. Silly me. How could I have missed this?

He grabbed his tool and get back to work.

Nadia: Y/N, sweetie?

Y/N: Yes?

Nadia: What day is it?

Y/N looked at the calender.

Y/N: Friday, dear.