AVENGERS / CAST IMAGINES

AVENGERS | BUNK BED

So, me and the Avengers were in the lounge of the main room.

We were chilling, talking and relaxing.

 I played with my ice powers with my right hand, forming them into snowflakes, boats, etc..., while I rested my head against my hand that was resting on the arm rest.

Then, randomly, Peter said something.

"Why do people argue over top or bottom? I don't even care, I'd just be lucky to even have a bunk bed." 

And with that, everyone stopped talking and looked at each other.

My eyes widened, I closed my hand, causing the boat I was making, shatter. 

There was a moment of silence, before Peter asked "What?" innocently.

And with that, everyone lost it and bursted out laughing.

I placed both of my hands on my stomach and started laughing, like everyone else.

Tears started to form in the brim of my eyes, while I was slightly closing them.

My laughter died down, and it changed to giggling.

"Peter, darling, that's not what it means." I said, wiping the tears and taking a deep breath.

"Then, what does it mean?" Peter asked. 

I didn't know if I should tell him, so I asked the group.

Tony sighed, putting his hand on his forehead, chuckling, while rolling his eyes and saying 

"Don't ruin his innocence, please."

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