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Tony
You arrived at the tower after having a bad day. I mean you spilled coffee on your shirt, found out that your dream shoes are sold out and encountered a mega traffic jam. "Tony, I'm home!" you exclaimed, stepping inside, but there was no response. You went to the lab to check if he was there, as you walked to the door, you could vaguely hear music. You caught Tony dancing to Beyoncé's Single Ladies alone, his back was facing you so he didn't see you. He was doing the hand thing where he moves his head side to side in a fierce way. After watching him silently and trying hard to contain your laughter, you cleared your throat that startled Tony in front of you. You burst out laughing at his reaction, "Well, someone's busy..." you smirked. "Y/n! You weren't supposed to be back for another hour!" he said, turning the volume lower. "So this is what you're doing every time I'm gone, huh?" you crossed your arms on your chest and giggled. He just shrugged and gave you a mischievous smile. "Oh please! Turn the volume up again! Let's dance!" you enthusiastically demanded. Tony didn't hesitate to do so. The two of you danced alone in the tower for the rest of the night.
Steve
Sam has been helping you teach Steve a lot of things that he missed in the past 70 years so you trusted him on Steve. Today, you were busy in the kitchen while they were both in the living room. You can hear them talking, but you couldn't understand the words which made you curious. Sam was snickering more than ever. You peeked through the door and saw them watching something on the phone. You shrugged, assuming that they're watching some funny videos on Youtube. After finishing your task in the kitchen, you walked to the living room subtlety to not disturb the two. As you tiptoed, your eyes met the phone screen and saw the video, "WHAT THE HELL?!" the two men, I mean BOYS jolted up from the sofa from your outburst. You were horrified, you just caught them watching porn. "Oh god (y/n), it's not what you think.." Steve blushed while looking down, so embarrassed. "Steven Grant Rogers, you are so dead." you said sternly, "And you!" you pointed at Sam who looked so guilty, he was even sweating. "I trusted you on him! Stop influencing him on these things oh my god. He's too pure for this." you glared at Sam. You dragged your boyfriend by the ear and said, "Come Steve, I'll drop holy water in your eyes."
Bucky
"Uh (y/n)? Can you come here for a second?" Bucky said nervously. "Okay..." you raised an eyebrow at his behavior. You both walked to the laundry room. "What's the matter, Bucky?" you asked. He took his pairs of underwear from the washer and showed it to you. "Bucky, your underwear is pink." you giggled. He sighed, "I know. I tried using the washing machine, but obviously, I failed." he pouted. He was so cute. "Next time, separate the whites and don't hesitate to ask me to help you, you know." you nudged him with a smile. "Can you turn it back to its original color?" he asked innocently. "I'm afraid not. I guess you'll be wearing pink underwear from now on." "Why don't you just get me new ones?" he asked. "It's not my fault you turned your underwear into some My Little Pony-looking ass merchandise!" you bantered. "Hey! Pink may not be a manly color but I'm sure no one would assume that I wear My Little Pony, okay?" he confidently exclaimed. Clint then walked into the room and saw Bucky's underwear, "Duuuude, is that a My Little Pony underwear?"
Bruce
You were preparing for your night out with your friends in your shared room with Bruce. You took your makeup out and started doing your business. Bruce was silently reading a book on the side of the bed. While doing your makeup, Natasha called for you, "(Y/n), can I have a moment?" she asked from the door. "Sure." you said and left the room. Curiosity strikes Bruce Banner. He stared at your numerous make up. He put his book down and neared to your makeup table. He tampered with your stuff. He opened your mascara and checked it, so did your lipstick and eyeliner but something had caught his eye - it was your eyelash curler. Bruce tried to use it, imitating you from what he saw before. He slightly closed his eyes and curled his right eyelash. You have finished talking to Natasha and entered the room once again, you caught Bruce. "Bruce?!" you agitated him. "Ouch!" to his surprise, he accidentally hurt himself. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry but what the hell were you doing?" you questioned while checking his eye. "(Y/n) I can explain..." he looked guilty. You couldn't help but burst out laughing, tears were spilling from your eyes. "I would be glad to do your make up next time, just tell me." you winked.

BINABASA MO ANG
Avengers Preferences ✧
FanfictionRandom imagines and preferences of the Earth's mightiest heroes. including Loki and Bucky because why not? credits to the gif owners. (published on July 2015)