Avengers Imagines/One shots/Preferences (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

ღ Avengers x Reader | 1K Special ღ

Word Count: 1984

Warnings: Just a lil smutty, mostly fluff, swearing in backstory ;)

Backstory: Today is your special day, a day where you celebrate being one year closer to death. You expect your friends to celebrate your birthday like normal people, but you're forgetting something. They're the avengers, therefore they are extra af. Enjoy bitch

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You drowsily walked down the stairs and entered the kitchen, still wiping the sleep out of your eyes. Natasha, Clint and Steve were already digging into their breakfasts, while Sam and Bucky were making their way to the dining table.

"Morning guys." Your voice croaked.

"Morning Y/N, how'd you sleep?" Steve said swallowing his spoonful of cereal. You just shrugged your shoulders before grabbing a bowl from the kitchen cabinet. You sat at the end of the table with Sam and Bucky to your left and Steve, Natasha and Clint to your right.

"Can you pass the milk?" Bucky asked looking at Sam. Sam picked up the milk and put it down next to you instead of next to Bucky. Bucky groaned and tried to reach the milk but Sam slapped his hand away. Bucky retaliated by pushing him out of the way but just ended up causing Sam to start hitting him repeatedly. They started fighting like children and Steve desperately tried to break them apart. They were knocking over their bowls and the cereal box before Bucky's arm whacked the milk carton all over you. You gasped as the cold liquid splashed all over your pyjamas.

"Are you serious dude?! Look what you did!" Sam yelled at Bucky.
"What? You started this! This is all your fault! I'm so sorry though Y/N." Bucky spat back.

"Both of you, go to the reporting room immediately!" Steve barked, grabbing a tea-towel to clean you up.

"B-but he started it!" Bucky whined.

"I don't care who started it! You two need to stop acting like children." Natasha stood up to help get you cleaned up. Your soaked clothes reeked of milk and felt gross sticking to your skin. A puddle of white fluid was left from each step you took up to your room. Clint whispered to Steve once you had left the room: "Project Birthday Party is a go."

Nat picked out a clean outfit for you while you stepped into the shower. The warm water hit against your skin as you lathered a layer of coconut smelling shampoo in your hair. You got out, blow-dried and curled your hair, and got dressed before trying to head back downstairs to try to have breakfast again. Before reaching the kitchen, you passed Pietro and Wanda in the lounge.

"Y/N, hey! Natasha told us about your little accident in the kitchen so we suggested that maybe we could take you out for breakfast instead?" Wanda said behind her brother's shoulder.

"Oh, ok sure!" You replied giddily as each twin interlocked their arms with yours and spun you around to exit the lounge. They took Tony's car for a whiz as you all sped down the highway to your favourite breakfast cafe.

"Order what you'd like, it's on me." Pietro said letting go of you to go order.

"Aw, thank you speedy." You said hugging him quickly before joining the queue to place your order. You joined them at the table they picked with an order number in hand.

"Hope you ordered us some food too, I am starving." Pietro groaned, his accent thick.

"Don't worry, I got us a family sized serving of pancakes and eggs." You smiled and sat down.

"God I love you." Wanda said after hearing your order roll off your tongue.

~Time skip brought to you by Pietro and Wanda arguing over who is the better twin and forcing you to choose who you prefer~