Avengers High School AU

The aftermath of sleepover crap. (That kinda rhymed!)

Bruce's PoV

I think I was the first person to wake up. I looked around at all of the sleeping bags on the ground and saw Clint and Natasha cuddled up together. I was a little sad because I have a small crush on her. I was too scared to actually talk to her because I was afraid she would beat my ass. Though, it's not like I talk outside of class purposes. I really only listened to conversations in my "group" which includes Tony, Pepper, T'Challa, Vision, Peter Parker, and sometimes Wanda and Pietro. I guess that ship has sunk. Tony and Pepper were also cuddled up. Since no one was up yet, I just read until some got up. 

Clint's PoV

I woke up with Natasha's arms wrapped around my torso and Bruce in the corner, reading a book. I carefully wriggled out of her limp arms and got up to make breakfast. It wasn't that much, just eggs and bacon, hopefully enough for everyone. Pepper came into the kitchen took over what I was doing without saying anything.

"Ummm. . ." I muttered.

"Oh, sorry! I'm just used to taking over when Tony tries to cook and it's the morning and I'm kinda out of it. If you want to keep making it," she stepped back. "here."

"Oh, no!" I insisted. "You are probably better at this than I am." 

"Well, I do have practice two or three times a day," she stated. "His mother passed away a few years ago and his father does nothing but work. . .he needs some help,"she explained while cracking eggs and putting bacon on the sizzling frying pan. "That's why I live with him."

I nodded as she talked while also studying her cooking methods. My parents are always either working the night shift or partying until 5 am, so I always have to make my own meals, and cereal and sandwiches every day got a little gross. 

"What about your parents?" I asked. She put the spatula down, shakily, and stared at the wall she was facing.  She turned to me with teary eyes and put her hand over her mouth. 

"M-my dad was ran over by a drunk driver," she lamented. "And my mom and I witnessed it. I was six at the time and I had to go to therapy because I was traumatized. But my mom, however, she wanted revenge. She went crazy after Dad died, maybe she was on drugs, i don't know, but she went to 'visit' him at prison and murdered him. Right in front of the police."  

"I'm so sorry," I guess everyone has problems, no one has a perfect life. Not even the rich valedictorian and his beautiful girlfriend. 

"It's a little sad, but I'm used to it," Pepper said. "Why am I so honest this morning? I've really only told my closest friends."

"I guess we are still in truth or dare mode, but it's good to let everything out every once in a while," 

"Yeah." 

Pepper went back to cooking and I turned around to see Natasha and Steve walk into the room. Natasha had major sex hair, it was almost hilarious. I covered my mouth and Nat gave me the death stare, the one I get almost everyday. She simply left the room, and Wanda, Pietro, Tony, and Sam replaced her. We talked for a little bit until Pepper informed us that breakfast was ready.

"Wait, what about Bucky?" Steve asked.

"Why don't you go wake him up?" Sam suggested. Steve shrugged.

Steve's PoV

I walked into the living room to see Bucky, fast asleep. I sat next to him and shook him gently. He didn't even stir.

"Hey, wake up," I whispered. "There's food." Bucky shot up and ran to the kitchen. I got up and followed him.

"You know me so well," he said.

"That's what happens when you know someone since they were five," I concluded. We got our food and Clint and Natasha kept glancing at each other, more than usual. I didn't think that much about it, until Pepper said, "Hey, Natasha, this morning you had some major sex hair, care to explain?"

Nat's face went from slightly pink to red. Everyone stared at her.

" I-it's just bed head! Geez, the whole damn world is obsessed with who's with who and who has condoms hidden in their bag! Why does everyone think I'm having sex with Clint! Well I'm not!" Nat got up and went back to the living room and after a minute or two we heard the front door slam. Everyone exchanged looks until our eyes fell on Clint.

"We've never had sex! Though last night, she was a little horny," he confessed. " We kinda hardcore made out in the bathroom. Though, that was the first thing we've done!" It was awkwardly silent for a bit until, "Please don't tell anyone." Clint squeaked. We continued to eat in silence.

"Ok, get out of my house," Clint playfully said. Everyone went to pack their sleeping bags up and I grabbed Bucky's shoulder. He turned around, looking confused.

"Hey, you can't live in a train car anymore," I whispered. "Live with me."

"N-no. I can't do that! I'll just be another person you have to pay for. I can survive in a train car, I have for five months," he said.

"Five months! No. You are living with me."

"What will you say to your mom?"

"I'll tell her the truth."