A Whole Lot of Love

Snow

You jolt upright, the bedcovers of your hotel bed practically flying in the air behind you. You groan and flop back down before the insistent banging on your door starts up. So that's what woke you up. Huh. You slide out of bed, flinging your now bleached blonde, pink and blue hair into a ponytail before twisting it into a bun. Walking to the door, you nearly trip over where you'd casually tossed your costume. You put your eye to the peephole and growl out a 'what' when you see Percy standing at your door. He holds up a coffee in answer, and you groan and open the door, happy you'd worn sweatpants with your loose tank to bed. Though you probably should put on a bra...meh. Its just Percy-.

"Hey, doll." Bucky walks in after Percy, and Steve, Pietro, Sam, and T'challa follow.

"What the hell, Perc?!" You shut the door maybe a little harder than necessary and he hands you the coffee. The five guys seat themselves on the couch and two armchairs that had come with the suite Charles had paid for.

"What's wrong? I told you that we were going to go play in the snow if it snowed. It snowed." He walks over and sits on the edge of the king sized bed, your suitcase opened beside it. You stalk over and kick it closed.

"You could have told me that the Wonder Boys were following you." 

Sam pipes up from the couch. "We can hear you."

"Yeah, yeah. Seriously, Percy? You could've at least called ahead." He flops backward on the bed, his feet still on the floor. 

"I did. I called you three times on your cell and twice on the hotel phone. You didn't pick up."

You groan in frustration and wave the coffee cup at him. Having no good comeback, you huff and walk over to the closet where you've hung up your shirts and coats. Two coats, both super expensive, but you'd gotten them on sale, so you were pretty happy about them. Your shoes lined the bottom of the little space, and you tug a soft black long sleeved shirt from a hanger, then the navy blue coat that reached just below your knees. You walk back over to your suitcase, glare at Percy, and open it up. You grab a pair of dark grey pants and red bra and stalk into the bathroom.

"Nice hair!" Is said behind you, and you nearly strike him down on the spot. But, you wouldn't kill your own brother in front of witnesses, who were talking quietly amongst themselves politely while you muttered under your breath while getting dressed behind the closed bathroom door. You walk back out, barefoot, and slide on a pair of socks before grabbing your mid calf length black boots and tugging them on. You shoot another disdainful glance at percy as you pick your coffee back up from where you'd put it on the bedside table. You raise your eyebrows at Percy and nod at the coffee in your hand. 

"Americano, extra shot of espresso, cream and sugar." You nod approvingly before taking a sip and humming in bliss. You grab your good gloves from your suitcase and hand the coffee to Percy so you can put them on. Once you've taken it back and wrapped a scarf around your neck, your hair still up in its messy splendor, he stands and waves the guys toward the door. You get about halfway down the hall before groaning.

"What is wrong, Y/N?" T'challa turns from his spot beside Sam to look at you worriedly.

"I left the room key in the room." You take another gulp of coffee. "I really need to pay more attention to stuff. Hey, Percy, do me a favor when we get back and give me a boost to the windo-"

"Sugar, we're ten stories up. That's not going to happen. Besides, you can ask for an extra key." Steve is insistent that you not climb a building. Even though you can fly. A door slams behind you as you nod and Bucky, Sam, and Pietro all put their hands to their head and mutter curses. You chuckle.

"I love not having hangovers. It makes it funnier when other people have them. But still, you guys should get a Bloody Mary or something. Prairie oyster?"