❤️Readers Assemble!❤️
This book is a collection of imagines that I have put together for:
•Tony/Ironman
•Steve/Captain America
•Thor Odinson
•Bruce/Hulk
•Clint/Hawkeye
•Bucky/Winter Soldier
•Loki Laufeyson
•Pietro/Quicksilver
•Peter Parker/Sp...
Hey guys! This isn't on schedule at all! But I promised myself to upload this week so gosh-hammit I'm doin it! Hope you all love it!
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~Stéph❤️Redangel259~ _______________
Tony "I told you this was going to happen (Y/N). I predicted it. Just like the weather man predicts the weather." Tony said, giving you an 'I told you so' glare. You stuck your tongue out at him in pain, and frowned.
"I knooooow Tony, but I couldn't resist! You know how much I love hot chocolate!" You said, trying to air off your burnt tongue. You tried blowing on your own tongue, but you're pretty sure it was impossible. Tony chuckled, leaning against the kitchen counter. "What are you laughing at Stark? You've done much dumber things in your spare time...cough cough...Ultron." You said with as much sass as your tongue allowed you. Tony bit his bottom lip and leaned towards you, resting his elbows on the counter.
"You know what a great remedy for a burnt tongue is?" He smirked, "I mean other than honey of course."
He leaned closer, closing the gap between you two. He brushed his thumb over the side of your arm, as his lips connected with yours, causing you to forget that you were even hurt in the first place. Maybe you should burn your tongue more often.
Steve "AAAAUGH!" You screamed dramatically from the living room. Steve bolted from his room and assumed the worst. Robbers. Murderers. Hydra. Thoughts raced around his head. He grabbed his shield from the hallway and ran into the living room to find you. You were lying on the carpet, desperately clutching your baby toe. Steve noticed that the coffee table was tilted to the side. Steve let out an annoyed sigh.
"Jeez (Y/N), you almost gave me a heart attack!" Steve grunted as he picked you up and placed you on the couch.
"Sorry for the scare Cap, I was attacked by the coffee table again. I'm telling you, it probably has some sort of evil plan to kill us both off via pinky toe decapitation." You huffed as you proceeded to hold your hurt foot.
"Well then we better be more careful, because who knows, maybe the chairs will turn against us too." Steve laughed and shook his head, grinning as he walked towards the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" You frowned, straining your neck as you tried to see behind you. Steve came back shortly with an ice-pack in his hand.
"Just thought you'd want some ice." He said hopping back over to the couch. He gave the cold item to you, and you kissed him on the cheek. You started to laugh. "What's so funny?" He asked.
"Oh nothing, I just find it stereotypical that the man who literally was stuck in ice for like ten million years, just offered me ice." You snickered, finding yourself hilarious. Steve just rolled his eyes and laughed along with you. What would he do without you?
