Make My Voice Brand New [COMPLETED]

I'm So Down

Peter spent the next two days training as hard as he possibly could, asking Steve and Sam and Clint to basically murder him in the gym. He had sweated so much he actually lost a couple of pounds.

He was grabbing some of the mac n cheese that Wanda had made for everybody when he felt a body next to him, and a metal arm reached over him for the spoon he had just put down.

"Text her yet?" A low voice sounded in his ear. He shook his head 'no'. Bucky laughed. "You're as bad as she is." Peter whipped his head round, watching as Bucky filled his plate, sucked his thumb and smiled, before walking to the table.

"What do you mean?" Peter asked as he followed him.

"Who's as bad as Peter?" Natasha chimed in, shoving a forkful of pasta in her mouth.

"No one." Peter mumbled.

"Is this about Luka?" Natasha continued, as if Peter said nothing, looking at Bucky, who nodded.

"Does everyone know?" Peter groaned.

"About you and Luka?" Clint teased as he sat next to Nat. "Pretty much."

"Why do you think Tony's got her locked downstairs?" Sam asked Peter, who was still standing next to the table while everyone else was sitting and eating. "His precious musn't socialize with boys." Sam mimicked the voice of Gollum, making everyone laugh.

"I thought she just had a lot of work to do." Peter mumbled.

"Well you would know if you texted her." Bucky said, raising a knowing eyebrow at Peter, before shoving a forkful of pasta in his mouth.

"Want me to text her for you?" Clint asked, winking as he spoke.

"No! No, I can text her just fine." Peter protested. He absolutely did not want anybody else doing it for him. He sat at the table with the others and started eating.

"Just let us know if you need some help with the wording. Me and Sam are expert texters." Clint smiled.

"You texted me earlier saying 'Where u, gym bud?'" Natalie scoffed, making Clint throw his napkin at her, which she expertly swatted away. "Never trust these guys with a girl conversation, ever." She warned Peter, who nodded slowly.

"You just gotta be smooth, ask her how it's going, when you're gonna see her for some down time, know what I'm saying?" Sam added. Peter frowned and shook his head. He had no clue what he was talking about.

"Leave the kid alone, I'm sure he knows how to say hello." Steve interrupted. Peter was very grateful for that. He ate the rest of his meal in silence, while the rest of the team started talking about some TV show that was on in the gym. Peter quickly put his plate in the dishwasher and not so sneakily ran out of there, back to the safety of his room.

He paced for a little while, tapping his phone on his palm, thinking of what to say. It'd been two days since he went down to the lab, two days since they kissed. Even he knew that was too long. So should he explain why it took him so long to text her? Or just ignore it and say hey? Should he bring up the kisses?

He flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. He'd been doing this a lot lately while he thought of her.

He finally decided to just do it, open a text message to her and start typing. He stopped after he wrote 'Hey..', and he didn't know what else to say. He went to delete it and try again, when he accidentally pressed send.

He sat up immediately, tapping his phone screen like an idiot, as though it would take back the text. When the ticks lit up, he smacked his forehead. At least it wasn't the most embarrassing thing he could have sent.