Y/n's POV:
I'm more bored than I've ever been in my life. It's been two days since he left and I already miss him like crazy. I sound like I don't have friends, but trust me, I do. MJ is gone with her family for break and my other friends actually have lives to attend to.
I leave in three days to go see my mom, but for now, I have nothing to do. I'm already packed, and I worked out, so here I am, staring at the ceiling. I've listened to practically every record I own and I'm too tired to paint anything. I check the time. 1:30. At this time, Peter and I would be either working out together or I would be out with MJ. I decide to get up and see what Avengers I can bless with my presence.
I find Wanda in the kitchen, cooking some dish that I've never heard of before, and she doesn't seem like she wants to talk. I've found that Wanda is much more content on her own. I think she's used to it, so I don't bother her.
I look out the window and see Sam and Steve just leaving the tower. Probably to go running. I cant understand how they can run when it's this cold outside, but they do it anyway.
I find Loki and Bruce playing chess, a game I'll never be able to play, so I leave them alone too. I think we're all getting cabin fever in a way. I never see Loki and Bruce together, so they must be as bored as I am.
I end up on the piano floor, as I like to call it. I know that Vision and Buckys rooms are up here, but I'm bored of looking for people to annoy. I begin to play piano, and as I get more comfortable, Bucky walks in and sits down in a chair in front of the piano. He closes his eyes and I continue to play, because it seems to relax him. Vision also walks in and reads his book on the couch near the piano. For a minute, all of my anxiety and stress kind of melt away.
Once I'm done, Bucky claps and Vision follows suit. I grin and go back to my room. I see a book I got one day when I was out with Peter and my worries come flooding back. What if it doesn't work? What if they get hurt? I cant stand to lose them all, especially Peter.
Tony jerks me out of my thoughts and tells me to come with him to watch the cameras on the mission.I walk in and see Pepper in there too. I haven't seen her in a while, so I run and give her a hug. She hugs me back and must've assumed my worry.
"They're gonna be okay Y/n." I smile half heartedly and open up my laptop to take notes.Tony wants me to take notes on what I should improve on and how I could do things in a situation the Avengers might be in. I think it's dumb, because I'm a visual learner, but this passes the time pretty quickly.
I can see Peter working, but I can't talk to him because I might distract him. This blocking him out is driving me crazy. I cant even text him because the team gets worried that the person they're trying to catch is tracking Peters phone. So I'm completely helpless.
After writing notes I get a dish of the food Wanda made, which is delicious. Most of the avengers are in the living room flipping through movies and I sit down on the couch next to Loki. It's rare that most of us are here, because we're usually busy. It almost feels complete. Almost.
The next two days crawl by and I'm on the verge of losing my mind. On the last day before I'm going to leave, I'm double checking that I have everything in my bag when Steve comes in. He tells me that they'll probably be coming back tonight, and the knot in my stomach loosens. The rest of the day seems to go by even slower as I'm waiting in anticipation for them to come back.
That night, I'm reading my book, trying to distract myself, when I hear laughing and talking from downstairs. I run down the stairs and see Nat and Thor in the hall. I hug them both and a wave of relief washes over me. I look around for Peter but I can't find him.
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