y/n is lying asleep in his bed with Aleya in his arms. They are awoken by their alarm which y/n groans at.
Aleya: Morning sleepyhead.
y/n: Why is the arm so early?
Aleya: Because I have to go to work.
She kisses his nose before getting out of bed.
y/n: Nerd!
The phone then goes off and Aleya laughs as she hears y/n groan from the other room.
Aleya: Hello?
Secretary Ross: Good morning Miss Fury.
Aleya: Oh hello Mr. Secretary. Do you want me to pass you over to y/n?
Secretary Ross: Thank you.
Aleya returns to the bedroom, last night's clothing strewn over the floor- clearly thrown off carelessly.
Aleya: Hey, phone.
y/n begrudgingly takes the phone off Aleya.
y/n: Wasup?
Secretary Ross: Rise and shine soldier.
y/n bolts up- immediately alert.
y/n: Sir.
Secretary Ross: I got a mission for you. A nice little holiday to Korea.
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y/n walks through the streets of Korea with the other Ross, approaching a secret club. Briefcase in hand.
Everett Ross: I am so getting my own back.
y/n: Jesus Ross it was a game of mariokart.
Ross: I demand a rematch!
They reach a small woman at a fish stand and Ross talks to her in Korean. Eventually she lets them in to the aforementioned club.
y/n: Oh yeah, this is a damn holiday.
y/n stands by Ross as he plays at the craps table, he spots someone.
y/n: Uh... Ross?
T'challa steps up to the crowded craps table next to Ross and y/n.
Everett Ross: Your highness
Ross plays it cool .
T'challa: You are buying from Klaue.
Everett Ross: What I'm doing or not doing on behalf of the US government is of none of your concern. Now, whatever the hell you're up to , do me a favor and stay out of my way.
T'challa: I gave you Zemo.
Everett Ross: And didn't I kept it under wraps that the King of a third world country runs around in a bulletproof cat suit. I'd say we were even .
Ross places a Pass bet. T'Challa dumps a stack of chips on Don't Pass. All of the shooter's friends blow on the dice.
Everett Ross: You really need to leave, now.
They watch the dice roll . They land on 3. The dealer takes away Ross' bet, and slides T'Challa's massive payout over to him .
T'challa: Klaue is leaving out that door with me. You've been warned.
