A Few Weeks

Chapter 1

A few weeks. That's all just a few weeks, in the house doing nothing all day stuck with three of the most attractive and charming men she had ever met. It would fly by. She was just going to keep her nose in a book and work on projects. This wasn't a vacation. It was work.

Y/N thought this with failing conviction as the car pulled up to the house in the countryside of London's outskirts. She worked with Marvel's newest movie director, testing new actors when COVID had started. It had concerned everyone, and as a precaution, the director had told everyone to stay close but to stay safe for a few weeks. After all, it couldn't last that long could it. Everyone had been put up in hotels and houses, hoping that everything would get back to filming sooner rather than later. She had been told she would be staying with three actors until production started back up. She was to act as a part-time assistant and line of communication from production for the time being.

The cab unloaded Y/N's luggage and drove away. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She hadn't packed much else because the trip wasn't supposed to be that long. Y/N walked through the front door, hoping to be the first to arrive. She wanted to find a sense of calm, professionalism, and organization before the boys came. The house was warmly decorated, a large house for the area. The walls were a warm creme color with beautiful paintings adorning them. Worn but mildly elaborate wood furniture reminded her of her own home, one that she wouldn't see for some time now. For as much as she traveled due to work, her home would always be her sanctuary. She dragged her bag behind her and looked at the stairs hoping there was a bedroom on the first floor. Leaving her luggage at the door, she explored the rest of the first floor to find a state-of-the-art kitchen. "Hopefully, it's stocked. Maybe I can find comfort in at least being able to cook for myself." she breathed to herself, hoping to find the bright side in the situation. It wasn't that she was disappointed in being with the boys; she just didn't know how to be comfortable around them. She knew them but had never spent time with them. She was John's assistant, not theirs. John had said he needed someone he could trust to be there to help the movie continue. She doubted this and figured John thought it would be funny to see what unfolded. Being strong-willed and sassy had allowed her to be an excellent assistant and John enjoyed keeping her on her toes. She was slowly exploring a beautiful library with tons of books and oversized chairs to enjoy reading in when a voice cleared itself behind her. She had been wrong.

She was the last to arrive; turning around, she found all three of them standing there staring and smiling. Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, and Tom Hiddleston. They were simply stunning, all wearing perfectly tailored jeans and T-shirts, except tom, who wore a button-down. Sebastian was the first to notice the silence beaking it by immediately moving forward, hugging her. He spoke warmly, saying, " Y/N, we are so glad you made it safely. Where is your stuff? We'll take it upstairs and show you your room."

By this point, Chris and Tom had started to move in for hugs and greetings as well. This was new. She didn't think they had done anything more than shake hands when she had first been introduced. But here they were greeting her like an old friend. She was starting to smile and relax. Tom's hug was genuine but gentle. He smelled fantastic, like old leather and spice. She found herself almost wanting the hug to last longer. Chris's hug was warm and completely embracing. He opted for the more intimate hug option of both large arms around her waist instead of the one on top one on the bottom the others had both taken. She had to go up on tiptoes to reach around him. This exposed a few inches of skin at her midriff, and she immediately felt his warmth on the exposed skin, making her break out in goosebumps. She couldn't help but breathe him in as his hug was of the bear verity and took her breath away. He smelled like wood and pine. She broke the hug. He didn't linger but did keep his arm around her waist, guiding her out of the room.

"My bags are at the front door. I thought I was the first one to arrive."

"Not to worry, darling, we will grab them," Tom spoke casually as he and Sebastian went to the door to grab them, leaving her and Chris all alone. "John had us here early this morning. He warned us about you and your wild, crazy parties."