Love You

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Giggles filled the room. Her body pressed against Thor's as she goofly slow danced with him. His own heart filled as he watched her.

Tony had walked in, but stood off watching them. He felt a little guilty.

He wasn't the worst, but he hadn't really gotten to spend any time with her, and clearly she didn't deserve it.

Everyone was attempting to help the broken relationship they had formed with her.

Of course it was difficult a lot seeing her so accepting and forgiving. A lot of it was hard to get past.

Many of them had harsh pasts and difficult things they had went through.

She did too, but it was like she was unaffected. She hadn't been stuck in the past like them. She worked through her trauma.

Not a reedning factor any of them. A gentle tug on his sleeve caught his attention.

"You know I don't hate you right? You don't have to feel like an outsider." She gently pushed a cup of coffee in his hands.

He took it with a small look of surprise on his face. Kissing his cheek she left past him.

Thor smiled as he sipped his own coffee.

When she had left the kitchen she felt her hands shake. She hadn't really talked to either of her husbands.

She was anxiety riddled and felt like they were the hardest to address.

Especially Bucky. A clear rift had formed u between them. In between all of them. She had no idea it would ever get to this point.

Her knuckles brushed against their door. She didn't know how to approach it.

How to approach them. Deciding to just don't she knocked on the door. She never really noticed how all of the Avengers slept together or in pairs.

She usually saw them in the kitchen, but never leave separately.

Maybe she just wasn't paying attention. The door opened and she smiled nervously. She held her own coffee the steam rising in the air.

"Your not busy this morning are you?" Steve was groggy but he had brushed his teeth.

He stepped out of the doorway allowing her to cone in. Bucky was sat at the counter sipping in his own coffee.

She sighed. Looking at Steve she didn't know what to say for once.

He noticed her nervousness. She never seemed to hold the old air of uncertainty. She had always been confident in their relationship.

Though now that it was terribly rocky he could tell she didn't know how to deal with it.

"He's not as bad as he seems." She breathed out and handed Steve her coffee. She knew what it was he needed.

She just didn't know if she could provide it anymore.

She so desperately wanted the spark to be there, but she couldn't feel it. She so terribly wanted to feel it, it made her feel guilty.

Her footsteps were quiet as she walked up to him. They were careful and calculated.

Hesitant. She was hesistating.