Tony, Bruce, Scott, Natasha or Nat as she told you to call her, Steve, Rhodey, Sam and Bucky, Those were the names of the people that you had a chance to meet yesterday but you've heard there are many others you have yet to meet.
You keep hearing secretive and muttering talks about Wanda who Tony told you you grew up with and her brother Pietro that died just before you went into a coma from the accident, though it's still unsure what that actually is. You hadn't seen her yet but you've heard she hasn't left her room much since 4 days ago which is when you woke up. You've also heard of some avengers who don't live in the tower or are off on missions that come to visit, even a high school boy who is like Tony's adopted son except he doesn't seem to want to admit that. Something about spiders and all that.
You didn't sleep much again last night and decided to have a cold shower to see if that was going to help with anything, the only thing it did was clean the sweat away from your forehead that had come from last nights nightmares.
You walk into the kitchen and see it's too early to have anyone there but you can hear the sound of a distant TV show muttering down the corridor in one of the more closed off rooms designed to be more comfortable instead of spacious
You grab your bowl and walk almost tip toeing towards where you can hear the sound and you pear around the corner to see someone curled up on the sofa with long red hair tied back so that it's out of her face. Her eyes looked restless and permanent grief packed and She looked very much like she wanted to be there alone, for a reason. Her hair that was tied dangled over the back of the sofa and you stopped for a second, noticing how long it was before looking back up to what she was watching. You debate turning around but before you could you feel a sharp blast of air pass your face as the door, centimetres from whacking your nose, slams shut in front of you.
You take a step back, clearly shocked and you jump a little at the sound it made. Your head feels like it shudders inside your chest, clearly bugged by the events that just unfolded and you can't help but want to storm back in the room and confront the individual inside. It takes a moment to process your thoughts and turn them into ones that aren't so hostile before wondering over towards the kitchen disturbed before practically forgetting all your issues on the spot as you see that Sam is leaning over the counter clutching his head like he wants to rip it out of his skull.
"Sam? You okay?"
He turns around squinting at the lights and his face looks miserable. You think back to yesterday when he came back clearly drunk and you concern quickly turns into a smile.
"My head."
You laugh quietly to yourself and open a cupboard that you had seen tony open yesterday to get you something to help your own headache, and grab him the box and a glass of water and he smiles sort of deliriously and you just roll your eyes at him and pat him on the back
"How come you're up so early" He raises his eyebrows waiting for an answer when you hesitate and then gulps his water. You decide on keeping his problems too a minimum considering his state and just laugh it off
"Couldn't sleep, I've spent plenty of time asleep these past few months so i'm just trying to catch back up on the actual awake part"
He laughs for a second and then stops instantly clutching his head in his hands again, you laugh quietly at his drama
"Remind me. At any point it's needed you must remind me one thing. This is the most important thing you will ever have to remind me okay"
You try to keep your mouth shut and your face straight because Sam is staring at you with the most sincere no joke face but it's making your stomach hurt from all of the effort.
"I'm being serious, no joking"
You compose yourself as well as possible and nod at him, looking him dead in the eye. important business
"Never. Ever. Literally under no circumstances"
He pauses when it looks like your about to cry with laughter but you nod at him quickly to go on before you can't stop yourself
"Never. Let me go drinking with James Buchanan Barnes. Especially not at 10am on a Tuesday morning"
You couldn't help it and tears start escaping out of the side of your eyes as your body shakes from the violent yet kept silent laughs that were rippling through your body right now. He takes one look at you and he just grabs a bowl of cereal and drags himself over to the couch completely unimpressed but not surprised, meanwhile you sat on the floor still violently laughing in silence whilst tears are streaming.
You hear some footsteps behind you but you don't pay attention to them because you're trying to control yourself
"Hey, Hey Are you okay?!"
You turn to Scott and raise your hand in a thumbs up to say yes and he just stares at you, sat crouched on the floor, confused as to what is going on. Sam gets up from the couch and frowns at you as he walks to put his bowl in the sink wich only makes you laugh even harder.
Scott looks from you to Sam and back and forth as if waiting for an explanation that he doens't seem to be recieving
"Every time. Every single time." Sam grumbles and rolls his eyes, returning to the couch.
"S-Scott-" Your practically wheezing the words and his smile starts to come on as he sees the state that sam was in. You can't help but laugh out loud wheezing slightly which sets Scott of and your both just there, Scott lying against the cupboards for support and you, in a pile, on the floor unable to stop laughing.
Just as you try to catch a breath Bucky walks into the room clutching his head like he wants to rip his own eyes out and you and Scott start wheezing whilst pointing at each other, you both have tears streaming down your faces as you picture both of their faces in your minds. You realise that to anyone else besides you and Scott this whole situation just wouldn't be funny, but to you both, one more look of both of their faces and you wouldn't be able to stop for the rest of the day.
Bucky looks at you and Scott as if to say it's too early for this and Sam starts grumbling away insults at Bucky when he sees him. You figure it's probably best to get away from them both and you basically drag yourselves from the room clutching your stomachs and passing a rather concerned Natasha and Steve whilst crawling down the corridor
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FanfictionTwists and turns, suspense and rebuilding relationships you once knew so well. She hates you. With valid reason too. Or is she just as bad?