Marvel Parent Preferences (no updates at all)

She meets your boyfriend- Black Widow

*note: here Bren is obviously not married to Sarah, even though he did go out with her. Timeline: Brendon is 21 and You are 18 which means you are a senior. Brendon has released Every album up to Pray for the wicked. Lets just say e didn't take breaks in between albums.

  I was getting ready to go on a date with my boyfriend Brendon. He was touring with his band and decided to stay a bit in New York to spend time with you. He was in this band called Panic! At the Disco, maybe you've heard of them.

   I put on some black ripped skinny jeans, a black tube top and my mom's black leather jacket over it. I paired it off with a pair of black high heeled boots. I grabbed my purse and walked out toward the living room where my mom was.

"Hey, mom. I'm going out with some friends see you later." I told her as I opened the door.

"Be home soon and be careful." She told me as she continued to watch Netflix on the tv. I walked out the door and got in my car. I knew she secretly knew I was dating someone but she didn't know who. I drove over to the bistro on 44th where Bren told me he was gonna be. I parked a few shops down.

I started my walk toward the bistro. As I came toward the bistro windows on the right I saw Bren on his phone totally out of it, in his own world you might say.

I opened the door and walked to the table where he was. I scared him as I put my hands on his shoulders harshly. He dropped his phone and looked back scared.

"(Y/n), f**k. You almost gave me a heart attack." He scooted a bit over to let me sit next to him.

"Don't worry. I would never."

"I got you your favorite." He set down his phone and showed me and mug of coffee that was on the table. I don't know how I hadn't noticed it. I took a sip of my favorite drink from this place. It was a pumpkin spice macchiato with some whipped cream and cinnamon on top.

"What're you doing?" I asked motioning to his phone with my drink.

"Oh, just arranging some stuff for tour and todays show." He said as he responded to an email he had gotten now.

"Hows tour been?" I asked him as I laid my head in the crook of his shoulder. His eyes lit up with eyes excitement.

"Amazing! Just amazing! Even though the death walk has gotten disgusting. Everything's ok."

"Why has the death gotten disgusting. I thought you loved it?!" I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked at him confusedly.

"Uhhh... People have been like literally kissing my hands, touching my face and wetting their fingers and trying to touch me. I love the fans. They usually ask for hugs and of course I never say no to those. But just when you kiss me its weirder. Like yesterday someone kissed my neck." He said in disgust.

"Those aren't real fans, Bren."

"I know, just that you buy a floor ticket to hope I pass by you for you to just disrespect me is not cool, like some REAL fans didn't have the opportunity to witness the death walk and hug me and say how much I inspire them, and I live for those moments, but to disrespect me is a no no."

"You have to do something about it."

"I've talked about it numerous times on my twitch streams. You know, getting info from the source and being told from the source to stop it but they never stopped. But, Zack sent. Tweet that said if you do something similar you'll get kicked out of the concert. Hopefully everyone stops." He said tiredly.

We heard a small tap on the glass. We turned around and saw a small group of fans. They were snapping pics and fangirling. Brendon made a kissy face and put out some peace signs. Then he told them to wait.