Avengers: The Hunted (Avengers × Reader)

14- Stay

[Y/N's POV]

After the eventful evening you had, you decided to go back to your room. Before you went you remembered you promised Hunter the last drink but you couldn't find him anywhere in the room

"Hey Stark, have you seen Hunter?"
You ask Tony as he picks up empty bottles of beer from the floor next to Clint.

"No not for a while actually. Wait no he said half way between our conversation that he had to go somewhere, probably bed. Don't blame him, what normal people are used to staying up at this time of night"

You walk back to your dorm and take a shower. After a while you remember to find your friend and ask what had happened. As you head out again you see Hunter's door wide open, with a handsome but lonely looking man sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.

"Hunter? What's up, I thought you wanted to grab the last drink with me but you disappeared"

He looks up at you full of sorrow and redness in his eyes. You couldn't tell whether he had been tired from a long night or if he had been crying, or maybe both.

You walk over by his side as he struggled to get his words out.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Y/N, I like you. I really do, but I just can't stay, I- I don't belong here."

You look in his forest green eyes and get lost in them for a moment. What possibly could have happened that made this question come to mind.

"Of course you do, you may not be used to it yet but you're one of us now"

"But I'm not. I'm just Bruce's substitute. Plus I don't think think I'm wanted here"

"Wait what? Stark said something again didn't he. I knew he couldn't keep his snarky mouth shut. Look I promise I'll have a word with him-"

"Y/N it's not Tony, it's no one specifically and I'm sorry if I can't explain. Tonight was probably the most fun I've had in years Y/N but I think it's better if I leave"

As he is about to stand up and start packing you grab his hand tightly in your grip

"Don't leave. Everybody leaves. I can't keep losing people I love" your eyes begin water up.

"You love me?" He tuns back to face you and his eyes widen in joy and suprise.

You look at him, still holding his hand, and your lip trembles

"Please"

You feel his hand wrap around yours and can hear his rapid, heavy breathing.

For a moment he looks at you in consideration, but doesn't lose eye contact. As if he was having inner conflict with his emotions, he finally blinks in defeat.

"Okay" he whispers as his breath falls onto your neck, with a warmness that made you nervous.

Licking his lips, he hesitates for a moment then tilts his head slightly bending forward. His lips were softer than you imagined, but the kiss was powerful yet effortless. It was almost as if the only people left in the world were the two of you and you strive to maintain this solitude of company.

For a while the only thing you heard was the sound of heavy breaths from the two of you until suddenly a loud shattering noise comes from the hallway.

"Y/N?"