Brooklyn ━ harry osborn [1] ✔

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒

[ Chapter Twenty-Three ]

Comfort And Humour

"Thor, good to know you're still alive." River said, her hands were now on her hips, mimicking her dad.

"New haircut?" Steve panted, "Notice you've copied my beard." Thor said grinning. River rolled her eyes at her dad and her dad's friend.

"By the way, this is a friend of mine. Tree." Thor introduced. Harry and River furrowed their brows, Harry nodded, "Okay, so we've got Tree, we've got River-" River gave him a look.

"I AM GROOT!"

"So, correction, Harry, we have Groot, River." She paused, "And we've got a Hulk."

River then said, "Nevermind, we have a Banner."

"I am Steve Rogers." Steve introduced, referring to Groot. River and Harry looked to see Natasha and Okoye slightly struggling, soon enough, Wanda showed up and in River's mind, was being a badass.

"Why was she up there all this time?" River heard Okoye ask.

"Still wanna do this? 'Cause, I mean, you've got a lot of game, a lot of pressure." Harry scoffed, and fixed his biker gloves, "And miss out on the chance of being a badass like you? Never." He smirked.

"Oh, you're saying I'm a badass." He nodded. "Yeah, I mean, come on, you're you."

"Well, yeah. Who else would I be?" Harry sighed, and looked at Steve, then River, "Yep, I can see how you two are related."

"Wait, you two are related?" Thor asked, confused.

"Yeah, she's my kid." "And Melinda May's kid too." River stated, looking at the two men.

"Her mother is with S.H.I.E.L.D." Steve explained quickly, Thor had left it alone after that.

Harry looked at River, making her turn her head to look at him. "What?" How it was possible for them just to know what the other was saying by one god damn look, that was a mystery.

"We'll be fine." She knew what was coming, and she hated it, but she knew she still had to fight.

River had to try, and if she couldn't protect them, she would make damn sure to avenge them.

"We can do this." River kept telling herself, as if she didn't believe it herself. And that would be correct. She didn't know if they could do this, because she wasn't prepared for what she would do if she lost her best friend.

Harry walked closer to her, grabbing her hand, he gave her hand a comforting squeeze, "We can do this." She looked at him, brows furrowing. "Together."

"I hate it when you pick up what my dad says."

"It'll be okay, we can do this together, and we will."

Harry looked at her, "You've got me." He told her, making her crack a small smile.

Okay, I gave you a slightly happy chapter, slightly emotional at the end, I am sorry.

I was listening to sad/ship edit audios while writing this. I do not regret anything.

I haven't slept great in a couple of days.

Okay, bye!