Aspirations {𝟙𝟙} | Marvel √

five

After taking a much needed shower and changing into comfier clothes, Allie walked off the elevator onto the Stark-Potts level, finding it almost empty. She heard faint music coming from the hallway towards Emma's room.

She walked in, finding Emma sitting on her bed, softly banging her head to the beat of the music, reading over an essay she wrote just for fun. When Allie walked in, she was immediately greeted by Nala, who jumped off the bed and ran over to the supersoldier.

The action brought Emma out from her head, looking up at Allie, smiling to see she had showered and changed, "Oh, good, you're here," she said, placing the papers down on her bed before getting up, "You ready to spend the rest of the afternoon doing absolutely nothing."

"Yes," Allie smiled before they began to leave Emma's room, but the bright blonde kept eyeing the papers the golden blonde was reading, "What was that?"

"Oh, an essay I wrote over quantum physics," Emma casually said but Allie looked at her, taken back and confused.

"What?" She asked, following after her into the living room with Nala trailing them.

Emma put on a movie, one Allie wasn't really paying attention to, because she was thinking to herself. Correction, the interaction with the man in the woods continued to flood her mind and she could not focus on anything else.

Allie glanced around to see as well, noticing Barton was taking a few moments before releasing the arrow. But when he did, a very light blue blur sped by. Barton immediately turned his back back to his tree while Allie continued to stare back, a conflicted and confused expression consuming her.

What was that...?

Her eyes glanced over to Barton, seeing him put another arrow in his bow when he heard voices in the distance. He stepped out of his spot to shoot when—

WHOOSH!

That same very light blue blue sped by, knocking Barton onto the ground and a quiet gasp left Allie's lips. She quietly stepped out of her spot to see what was happening, just to see a tall man, with striking frosty hair hovering over her teammate, a smirk plastered on his lips,

"You didn't see that coming?"

Allie huffed to herself, before feeling a gush of wind flash through her face, causing her long, bright blonde hair to fly up into the air. She didn't understand until she realized someone was standing in front of her. She nervously looked up to find the frosty haired man before her, just a few inches above her.

He had a light scruffy beard around his jaw and mouth, and his eyes — they were blue like hers. When the two had locked eyes, it seemed as though everything else around them slowed down. Faded away. Silence.

All Allie could hear — more like a feeling was the beating of her heart. She — She didn't understand what it was. But from the crinkled of his eyebrows, and the curious glimmering in his pretty eyes; he seemed to know.

She didn't look to see, but she could feel it — his hand reaching for her face, when—

"Hey!"

The two quickly looked over to Barton, finding that he had gotten on his feet, pointing an arrow at the frosty haired man with his bow. The man zoomed away, leaving a light blue trail as he went, and Allie felt like a breath left her lungs. A breath she didn't realize she was holding in.

She gently placed her hand over her chest, as if trying to control her breathing before looking over at Barton again.

"You know him? It looked like you knew him."