Irrational

Chapter 10 - Sam's Sanity

Everyone gets up and goes off to do their own thing, naturally Bruce and Tony went back to their lab to see if they could dig deeper into the threat that was coming.

Annoyingly, Strange lingered around the main room, as you and Pietro hadn’t moved from the armchair. As you always did after meetings, you got too comfortable and stayed there until you either got hungry or Pietro’s legs went dead, whichever happened first.

“He has a soft spot for you, you know?” Pietro teases.
You hit the back of his head, playfully. “Pietro Maximoff, stop talking before I hit you for real” you say in a stern enough voice Pietro knows not to challenge.

“He’s not wrong though Y/N” whispered a husky, deep but yet gentle voice from behind you.

“Oh don’t you start as well Bucky, jeez” you roll your eyes and slap your hand into your forehead.

Bucky sits on the table directly adjacent to the armchair you and Pietro were still sat in.

All three of you are sat talking about the potentials for what we could be facing with this new mission, worried as it had Tony stumped.

You could still smell Strange’s earthly scent, the one you couldn’t quite describe but couldn’t deny you didn’t like it.

Whether you wanted to admit it or not, you could spot him in the room because you recognised the smell, far more familiarly than you’d ever admit.

It kind of entranced you, you fought against it as much as you could, but it always pulled you in.

Just like him.

It infuriated you.

He was everything you hated in men.

Arrogant. Narcissistic. Misogynistic.

Tony Stark was arrogant, narcissistic at times – okay most times. But that man has a heart of gold and would do absolutely anything and everything for you and anyone he cared for and loved.

Strange however, seems like the kind of man who wouldn’t do a thing for anyone, unless it benefited him.

Despite that, you couldn’t shake the two encounters you had with him in the training room and your room, and you hated yourself for it.

“It’s going to be one of the big three” Sam states confidently, pulling you out of your trance.

You, Pietro and Bucky look between yourselves and then up at Sam, then back at eachother, Bucky and Pietro give you a look like you’re taking this one.

Normally, you’d roll your eyes at them hiding behind you to get answers, but this time you were genuinely curious too.

“What the hell are you going on about, what’s the big three?” you say genuinely confused, with a little hint of judgement, raising an eyebrow at him as you ask.

“You know the big three” he put his hands out in front of him, making a gesture that it was obvious.

All three of you continue giving him weird looks and looking between yourselves, all feeling slightly concerned for Sam’s sanity.

“Gonna need more pal” Pietro finally quizzes further.
“Andriods, Aliens and Wizards” Sam states confidently again, looking back at us confused that we didn’t know this.

You snigger to yourself and then you feel the vibrations from Pietro laughing into your neck again, trying his best to hide it.

“Sam, my dear sweet friend, that’s not a thing” you try and be as polite as you can, without laughing too much.

“But it is, think about it” Sam is adamant he is right.
“So does that make him one of the “big three”” Bucky asks, whilst raising his arm at Strange who is still watching you intently.

“I’m a sorcerer, specifically a Master of the Mystic Arts” Strange finally speaks, casually walking towards you.

“Ahhh, but think about it a sorcerer is just a wizard without a hat” Sam says pointing a finger at Strange.

You, Pietro and Bucky can’t hold it in any longer and all burst out laughing at Sam.

You’re laughing a little at Strange’s face, as expected he was not impressed by Sam’s comment.

He strode off towards the lab, quite clearly irritated. Which put a slight smile on your face.

“Oop, someone upset the wizard” you managed to cackle out between your belly laughs.

“You guys suck” Sam chuckles and shakes his head.

“Buck you coming?” Sam gestures for Bucky to follow him.

“Where you two off? Aren’t you missing the third stooge?” You joke with them.

“I hope you’re not referring to me there, Y/N?” Steve says as he enters the room.

You turn your head and smirk “me? Be sarcastic about the one and only Captain America? Absolutely not” you wink.

He shakes his head, drops it and laughs “You’ve spent way too much time around Tony, you’re just as sarcastic as he is” he pats your shoulder as he passes and joins Sam and Bucky.

You cuddle back into Pietro and next thing you know, you’re asleep. Completely content in your bestfriend’s arms….

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N wake up, darling wake up, you’re okay. Come on darling, please listen to my voice. Wake up”.