Your Hollywood Story, Avengers Cast(XReader)

008 Shall we start spilling the tea, m'ladies?

"Am I allowed to ask where the ladies are bringing me?" Tom, who's been getting dragged by you until you reached Lizzie's trailer, asked confused.

"No Tom, it's top-secret," Lizzie put a finger over her lips, telling him to shut up.

The three of you went into the trailer and made your way through the rather small hallway into Lizzie's bedroom, where your eyes were met by a ginormous bag of all kinds of sweets.

"Someone came prepared, I see," you laughed.

"Of course," Lizzie said proudly.

"For what did you need preparing?" Tom questioned looking mildly scared.

"For spilling tea, Tom," Lizzie and you said in unison.

"Oh um, why would you spill the tea?" Tom asked with his eyebrows furrowed not getting the point.

"I need to spill my tea to you guys," you explained, hoping he'd catch on.

"Alright, Lizzie have you got any mugs?" Tom smiled at you two.

"Good god, alright," you sighed out as you gently pushed him down to make him sit on the bed as you stood in front of him with crossed arms and a smile since you found it funny that he didn't have a single clue what you were talking about.

"Oh god, Y/n... I feel flattered but don't you have something going on with Chris I- I don't want to be in between that...," he stuttered out to which your face replied with a very confused expression.

"What are you talking about?" you giggled until your eyes widened and your mind clicked, "Oh my god, no that was totally not our point here!"

"And what does tea have to do with that?" Lizzie laughed out.

"I don't know, you two confused me but I'm glad I got it wrong though," he clutched his chest in relief.

"Spilling the tea means exchanging secrets and interesting stories and stuff," you explained.

"That makes a lot more sense," he nodded.

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After all of you got comfortable on the bed, nuzzled into cozy blankets and sweets everywhere you finally started talking about the matter that brought you here in the first place.

"Shall we start spilling the tea, m'ladies?" Tom asked smirking.

"Alright, who starts?" you looked at Lizzie expectantly.

She just looked down for a second before lifting her arm out from underneath the comforter and holds her hand in front of your faces.

Your expression changed from disoriented to a beaming smile real quick as you jumped up and let your arms fall around her neck.

"No way did you get proposed!!" you screamed.

"Oh my god, I think I need glasses, I didn't even see that," Tom chuckled before joining the hug making all three of us roll around the bed.

"Or maybe you're just slow, old, and by the way, you got glasses, Hiddleston," you joked to which he just raised one finger in front of your face.

"Behave, young lady."

You raised your arms in defense, "You're giving me university professor vibes, just saying."

Tom's stern expression softened and quickly formed into a sweet smile before all of you broke into a fit of laughter.

"Okay and what about you now?" Lizzie asked raising one eyebrow.

"What do you want to know?" you looked at them knowing full well they will bombard you with questions as soon as they'd have the opportunity to.