Tony
You had PTSD and long story short it wasn't a minor case. You would wake up screaming from a nightmare or have panic attacks or stopped breathing when you got overwhelmed. Right now you were being swamped with work and to top it off tony was down in his lab somewhere working on other suit.
You looked through your emails and saw one email that caught you eyes, because it mentioned your best friends name;
(Y/F/N) has been hit and killed in a terrible hit and run accident...
Your body seized up and it felt like your lungs weren't expanding anymore, could this actually be happening?. You didn't have the time to process they were dead? Didn't you see them just yesterday?
You didn't notice you stopped breathing until Tony walked up the stairs and found you shaking like a leaf with your laptop abandoned next to you. You struggled to get a grip on reality and tears poured over your eyelids.
"(Y/N), I need you to breathe for me baby, can you do that?" Tony asked calmly and you shook your head. You didn't know how? You lungs weren't working! "It's easy, just one deep breathe in, and one out."
You inhaled a tiny breath of air and tony continued to kneel in front of you, with one hand clutching yours tightly with fear and desperation in his expression.
"Thats it, one out." You exhaled and you remembered what happened previously. Your eyes flicked towards the laptop and so did Tonys, he read the email and his eyebrows furrowed.
"I'm sorry." He said and wrapped both arms around you. "Baby, I'm so sorry."
Bruce
Your anxiety had gotten worse and the tiniest things would leave you in a crying mess on the floor. Today shield had assigned you to complete a practical test that started at 4. It was currently 2 and you were nervous beyond your normal range.
What if you did something wrong and you got fired? What if you failed? What if Fury was there?
Too many negative thoughts bounced around you head and you tried to calm yourself by taking a short walk, wherever your legs took you but before you even finished you found a small room and started to shake.
After shaking came crying and normally after crying came-
"(Y/N)?" Oh crap. Bruce had seen you. He did know about your anxiety but thought you had it under lock and key but this obviously wasn't the case.
"Can you take a deep breath for me?" He asked and your teeth began to chatter from your crying but you tried to take deep breaths.
"It's okay, I've got you, it's okay." He whispered and took your hand in his.
Thor
Thunder and lightning scared the absolute crap out of you, and combine that with the fact you were home alone only made matters worse. The wind howled outside and your lights flickered out leaving you in dead silence and a pitch black room.
Lightning flashed through the room and you heard the front door creak open just as a booming strike of thunder was heard. The suspense got to you and tears built up in your eyes, leaving you to navigate the house for your murderer whilst crying.
"Lady (Y/N)!" Thor boomed from behind you and you screamed, jumping into him and letting him catch your small frame. "What's wrong?"
You were too embarrassed to tell your boyfriend you were scared of storms, basically what he was known for because you didn't want to disappoint him.
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Avengers Imagines
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