Hello all! Please enjoy this one-shot book of the Avengers Assemble characters! MOST OF THESE WILL BE SHORT CHAPTERS
Feel free to comment suggestions for chapters! I (as of now) will not do any smut chapters, i will however do the usual fluff and an...
"Thor, can you go get Y/n for a meeting." Steve said looking over to the god of thunder, the other blond hummed and nodded, putting his video game controller down on the table. Y/n was a new Avenger that joined a few day ago, he fit in nicely and was easily one of the nicest heros in the building.
Thor got to see him in battle once, and it was amazing to witness. The mixture of moves that he had learned was a real eye catcher. Not to mention it came in handy that he was rather flexible, more flexible than any of the men in the group.
"Friday!" Thor yelling into the empty hallway, waiting with his hands on his hips. "Yes, sir?" Fridays robtic voice came on, as ready to help as she always was with any of the Avengers. "Where is Y/n?" He asked, scratching his chin. The computer searched around as quickly as possible, finding the h/c man in his new room.
"He is in his room, Thor." Thor nodded and smiled to nothing, but was actually smiled to where she might be. "Thank you, Friday!" He said and took his leave down the hall to the new heros bedroom. Seeing that the door was open, he walked in and stopped upon seeing Y/n taking off the top peice of his hero suit.
"Peeping on me?" Y/n asked while folding it. He could feel a presence behind him, even without a breath to be heard between them. "Of course not, I would never." Thors natural loud voice made it impossible not to know who it was, along with his odd and older grammer.
"Did you need something, Thor?" Y/n did not bother putting on a shirt, in fact he saw no need to wear one since he was about to head to the shower. "Captain requested you, for a meeting." He said, clearing his throat. Y/n nodded and turned to look at him, getting a look of shock from the other man.
"Your...chest. Y/n, did you get injured?" He asked quickly, unnoticing the now embarrassed look on the new heros face. "It is a side effect. Of my powers." He answered softly, "Stretching my body makes me grow scars over time." He explained.
The god hummed and reached out his hand, touching one of the longer ones gently. Y/n blushed and debated pushing him away, but....on the other hand he would see how someone would be interested, remembering how his little cousins would ask him about them constantly, added to the normalization.
"They are surprisingly deep." Thor mentioned, stopping to touch another one. Y/n cleared his throat and nodded, taking note at how soft Thors finger was against his skin, and in the moment he wondered if he used any kind if lotion. "The more i....stretch, the more they grow."
The next few minutes for Y/n was spent looking down at Thors hands on his scars, and also listening to the kind of odd observations that he made along the way. "Whats taking you both so long??? Caps on my—" Clint stopped at the door way, looking in at the 'steamy' sight in front of him.
"Hello, Clint. We we're just about to leave." Thor said taking his hand away from Y/ns chest. Y/n awkwardly smiled and grabbed his shirt, decideding it would be better to take a shower later. "You—I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING. YOUR SEXUALITY—UH SECRET IS SAFE WITH ME!" Clint quickly took off, snickering to himself about how he was about to tell EVERYONE.
Thor hummed in confusion and looked back to Y/n, who just shrugged and tried to brush it off the best he could.
