The Winged (Avengers x Reader x Supernatural)

Chapter 15

Dedicated to thatmentalgirl without whom an entire chapter would have remained missing. So thank you for reading, support and pointing out my errors.

It had always been in his understanding that an apology was on the way, but knowing what he did now, Steve realized it had to come quicker than anticipated. That was, if he could get a hold of you. It was seemingly evident that if you didn't want to be found, you wouldn't be found.

Your ignorance, however, would be the cause of your fall. Spending time with Tony had turned out to be so remarkably incredible that you stopped checking in with Steve's schedule, in fear of losing your fill of refreshment.

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"And you're sure I won't die?" The breach in your concentration faded the gold from your eyes. Despite the contrary, a smile was playing at your lips. "Yes, Tony. I'm sure."

"About what? That I will or that I won't?"

"Keep talking like that, you certainly will." You redid your stance, letting the gold light up your eyes. You and Tony were experimenting with your powers, as per usual. At the moment, you were trying to shatter an enormous slab of glass with said powers.

The only catch was that Tony was standing right between the glass and you. The energy would have to go through him to fulfill its purpose. No wonder the man was terrified.

Wisps of gold formed at the tips of your fingers and grew in size until they were a full fledged ball of pure energy. With a cryptic twist of your fingers, you released it towards the intended target. As expected, by you at least, the energy harmlessly crossed Tony and shattered the glass the second it made contact.

"So that's that. I'm gonna go grab a bite to eat. You want something?" You asked, smiling, partly in relief and partly in pride.

"You go ahead. I'll be....right...with you." Tony was still looking down at his chest where the energy had passed him, marveling at the tactics of your powers.

As you rummaged through the billionaire's fridge, it wasn't the sound of your name being called out that made your blood run cold, but rather the recognition of the voice.

"(Y/N)?" Regardless of how much Steve wanted to see you, he hadn't expected it. Not here. The numerous apologies he had practiced in his head failed him all at once, rendering him to just stand there, blinking, at an utter loss of words.

"Steve." You stated, refusing to meet his eyes. You knew you had wronged him, punishing him for what he had no part in doing and knowing the man, he must have been guilt tripping for days.

In your heart, you knew if Steve said a single word, it would spiral you into a breakdown. So when he stretched out his arms, almost in a pitiable state, you jumped right into them, wrapping your own arms as tight around him as possible.

Immediately, Steve Rogers felt like home.

He was whispering I'm sorry against the skin of your neck over and over again. It was when you felt a warm liquid trickle down your neck that you slightly pushed him away, to be greeted by a wet eyed Captain America.

"Steve, no." You wiped his cheeks with your thumbs, "I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have shut down like that and-"

"Dean told me what happened. I'll forgive you if you forgive me." Steve interrupted, taking your hands in his. You nodded, unable to keep the smile off your face. You had your best friend back.

"(Y/N), there was something I wanted to say to you." Steve was feeling confident enough. "Over the past few weeks, I've realized something. I really-"

Tony Stark was known for making bad decisions in his life and keeping up with the reputation, he chose this exact moment to walk into the kitchen. The proximity between you and Steve set something off in him and the feeling he'd been fighting for months finally emerged in it's entirety. He wrapped his arm around your waist and planted a kiss in your hair.

"Hey, babe." He greeted casually, grabbed a bottle of water and walked out.

"What was that?" Steve raised a brow. "I'm gonna go find out." You said, your level of curiosity overpowering his.

"How come I still cannot read you?"

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WANDA!"

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"Is there something I should know?" You cautiously approached Tony, finding him where you found him every time his mind was in a frenzy - his lab.

"Nope." He was trying to seem busy but you could see right through his act.

"Did you just kiss me and call me babe?" You moved closer, leaning on the same counter top as him.

"What? A guy can't kiss his girlfriend?" He tried not to let the shakiness of his voice come through. He was Tony Stark, for crying out loud! He didn't get nervous!

"Tony, are you trying to ask me out?" Smirking, you crossed your arms over your chest.

"Y-Yes, actually. And for our first date, I've been invited for the inauguration of this great restaurant downtown. I would like you to join me." Now that he was in a vulnerable position where you could deny him at any given moment, Tony couldn't keep the audacious demeanor on.

"You wanna go public like that?" You were clearly taken off guard. "It's not too soon?"

"Not for me, no. Something about you -us- just feels right. Unless, of course, it's too soon for you, in which case we can perfectly arrange for dinner under the stars on the roof of the tow-"

You cut off his rambling by pulling him in for a kiss. After recovering from the initial shock, Tony kissed back, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer, if that was possible.

"I'll take that as a yes?" He asked once you had pulled apart.

"How did I end up feeling this way for a narcissistic, self centered womanizer like you?" You breathed out.

"So, yes?" He asked again, his eyes sparkling with glee.

You nodded and he placed his lips back on yours. Yes, this was the most right you had felt in a long time.

A/N: All suggestions and constructive criticism is always welcome.