marvel (women) one-shots

Magic Kiss • KB

i have no idea what this is but hope you enjoy i guess :) oh and the reader's thoughts are in italics btw

The apartment block you resided in wasn't completely awful. In fact, it was pretty cool apart from the thin walls and the fact that there were literally only two other people your age living there: one on the floor above who you occasionally saw going for his morning run and a girl in the apartment next door to yours. Her name was Kate and there was something about her that made your stomach do backflips and you simply couldn't explain it. She seemed pretty nice and you'd occasionally speak if you happened to see her. She even once told you how she occasionally worked with Clint Barton on small missions if she could which only made her cooler.

One night you laid in bed trying to fall asleep, failing as the people in the apartment directly above argued which had been a regular occurrence for weeks. After a while, it went quiet. Thank goodness. There was about 5 minutes of silence until you heard a familiar voice in the apartment next door. "Here we go... just please don't destroy my apartment ". Odd thing to say to a person you invited over but it's not your business. There was a noise as if the dark haired woman had put something heavy down. Silence. Then the soft voice again, "You want pizza? I don't really have much else to give you right now." At this point, you began to fall asleep but it wasn't the last time you heard Kate having odd, one sided conversations in her apartment. A couple nights later, it happened again, in fact, it had become a very frequent occurrence although you weren't complaining given that you kinda loved her voice. There was something else this time though. A soft bark followed by Kate shushing the animal. "You're gonna wake the neighbours. Just... take the damn pizza. I'll find something else to ice my head." Ice her head? Now that worried you for sure.

After hearing her say she needed to ice her head, you took it upon yourself to check up on her even though she'd probably be okay on her own. Plus, it gave you an excuse to go talk to her. Nervous, you made your way out of your apartment and towards hers. Internally, you panicked as you knocked on her door: you didn't want her to think you were weird or think that you were intentionally listening to everything she did in her apartment. Just as you were about to leave, Kate opened the door with a confused look on her face which you mirrored when you saw she was holding a bag of curly fries on her head. "You good?"

"Uh yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"Well for starters, you're holding a bag of curly fries on your head."

You started laughing a little and she joined in before replying. "Oh yeah, I need to ice my head but this is the closest thing I have to an ice-pack."

"How'd it happen?"

"A mission with Clint. We were fighting these dudes in this library where they'd been laying low and some guy threw multiple books at me."

"Did you get hit anywhere else?"

"I took a book to the shoulder and leg. Other than that just scrapes and bruises probably. The usual I guess, see." As she said the last part, she lifted her shirt a little to show a couple gashes on her stomach and back along with bruising and some smaller scratches. You also noticed more scrapes and bruises on her arms.

"Wait, THIS is the usual? Jesus! Here, at least let me help patch you up. The gash on your stomach looks nasty and the one on your side near your back doesn't look any better."

"It's fine, I can handle it. I've done this many times before."

"Are you sure? I mean, that way I'd also have an excuse to meet what I assume is a dog you recently got."

"Stalker much." She laughed as you began to explain yourself.

"No. No no no no. No. I'm not a stalker. Its just I hear you talking to it sometimes when I'm trying to sleep because the walls are-"