OUT OF THIS WORLD [2] ✓ (AVENGERS FF) [RE-WRITTEN]

[13] DISAGREEMENTS

DISAGREEMENTS

The next day, I smile when I see Peter's form sleeping on the chair next to my bed, his head resting near the edge of the bed, mouth slightly open.

With a light chuckle, I tap his shoulder slightly, the boy offering a small smile after blinking a few times, taking my hand into both of his.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, one hand coming to my forehead as he checks my temperature.

"A lot better, thanks." I reply with a smile.

"Good." He says, sitting back down. "We were starting to get worried."

"Sorry I keep doing this to you." I say, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Doing what?" Peter asks, confused.

"Keeping you from sleeping on a proper bed." I explain, looking down, the boy laughing as he shakes his head.

"It's no problem. I don't mind at all." He says. "But maybe I should bring my bed here." He jokes, both laughing until his laughter slowly dies down, his muscles tensing as he looks at the door.

Following his gaze, I tilt my head slightly to the side as I try to listen.

Judging by his clenched jaw and furrowed brows, I know that something going on outside is bothering him, so I carefully take his hand, making him look at me.

"What's going on Pete?" I ask, gently squeezing his hand.

"Um...well...I'm not sure, but something is going on with the Avengers." He says, his gaze on the floor as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't have the details, but it's some sort of disagreement." He explains, pursing his lips.

"Oh." I say with a frown, walking past him as I start collecting my things.

"Where are you going?" He asks, holding onto my forearm.

"We have to find out what this is about." I say, his grip loosening as he nods. "I'll get cleaned up and meet you outside in a bit."

"Alright." He says, offering a small smile that doesn't meet his worried eyes, the door closing behind him.

When I turn around, I let out a yelp when Loki is standing in front of me.