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Training day was a day for everyone in the Tower work on their abilities, no missions and no paper work and was a good stress reliever for most in the Tower.
Brightly lit hallways made your eyes squint as you walked slowly to the elevator, the lighting fouled your headache. Your whole body felt heavy and your stomach seemed to twist tighter with every move you made
Lifting your arm you pressed the elevator door for it to open getting inside you let out a long sigh as you lent on the cold glass it felt good on your skin that seemed to run hot this morning
"Mr Y/L/N, Your temperature seems have risen above normal a clear indication of a fever you should rest"
Even though Fridays voice was soft and gentle it only irritated your ears not wanting to use words you whine loudly at Friday forrowing your eyebrows and glaring at the floor
"Little One I should advise you to inform a adult about your state"
You grumble once again and mumble 'Not Little' which was only half true in your feverish state you slipped but not enough to your usual headspace . the elevator dinged softly allowing you to slowly make your way out and into the training room
On the training mats were Sam , Bucky , Steve and Natasha Bruce who cant actually train kept score between the four. Tony and Thor were in a cage similar to the one Loki was put in when he first came to earth battling out who was stronger Tony's new tech or Thor's brute strength
Clint along with your boyfriend and caregiver working on their aim with different weapons, you tiredly looking around the room wishing you listened to Friday and went back to your room
"Y/N ! I'm so happy your here no one wants to spare with me, can you ?"
Your head turned to see Peter he moved in a month ago when Tony and Bruce took him in and he became their Little, he was sweet and fun to be around but right now you weren't in the mood for his preppy-ness
"Uh Y/n ? are you okay ?"
"No"
You said bluntly answering his previous question your face emotionless different from your usual happy self
"No ? uh I"
"No I don't want to train with you Peter, go away"
You walked away grumpily grabbing a pair of boxing gloves and walked up to a punching bag leaving Peter looking disappointed he found your behaviour odd and you did look rather pale he decided to tell Loki
Walking nervously to the archer and god ,he softly tapped Loki's shoulder making him turn around looking down at Peter with a confused face
