Avengers Imagines pt.1

Ripping through *️⃣ Phil Coulson (request)

Song: Grace vanderWaal - moonlight

Imagine; you're messed up by Phil "dying", you don't eat and don't sleep, and after a while Phil can't stand it and goes to see you.

A/N: hey everyone, okay so quick, I have now reached the limit of this book, I know I now have 163 chapters, but the other remaining ones are ideas and some requests, everyone I told that their request will be in the other book, will have to wait a little while longer, I will write my ass off and do as much as possible. So don't be alarmed if yours is not done yet, I'll write them!
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It was all a dream, it must be.

You were going to wake up at any given moment and you were going to see Phil sleeping next to you, peacefully.

But after a while you realised it wasn't a dream, it wasn't even a nightmare, it was reality.

'Y/n, I've got your dinner here...' Nick walks in with a tray of food and puts it down next to the other untouched trays of food.

'You need to eat....'

'I have eaten...'

'When?' Nick asks sighing.

'Two days ago....' you reply staring out of the window.

'When was the last time you slept?'

'I don't know, it was too long ago...' you reply.

'He wouldn't want you to take such bad care of yourself...'

'And how would you know?!, he's gone Fury!, he's gone because you failed to keep Loki in his cell where he belongs!, because you didn't do your job good enough!' You glance at Fury.

'But still, you need to eat and sleep...you need to take care of yourself...'

'It's not like he can see me, everybody griefs in their own way and this is my way....he can't watch me...'

Little did you know that Phil was right on the other side of that security camera and he was hearing everything.

'I'm sorry y/n, I'm sorry that we fucked up okay, but not eating and not sleeping and just staring out of the window all day will only bring you one step closer to joining him!'

'Then so be it!, he was everything I ever got out of bed for!, and now that he's gone what's the point in all of this?!, I'm not even human!, I'm not normal, I can't have a normal life, at least he made me feel like a normal person....and your poor organisation took that from me...and besides...you locked me in a cell...'

'Y/n-'

'You locked me up like an animal, but here you are telling me what he would've wanted, would he want you to put me in here?!'

'No-'

'Then don't come in here and tell me what to do...let me rot in here like I'm supposed to...' you cut him off and you look out of the window again.

'Y/n....' Phil's voice rings in your ears.

You slowly turn your head and you see him standing in the doorway of the cell. Alive and well.

'Phil?' You ask as you slowly turn your whole body to him.

'I'm still alive....'

you run towards him and dive into his arms.

'You're okay....oh my god you're okay!' You yell as tears of happiness stream down your face.

'I'm so sorry I put you through this, I wanted to tell you...I wanted to hold you again...'

'I'm happy you're here now...don't apologise....' you sob.

'Marry me y/n...'

'What?'

'I want to tie the knot I can't wait any longer now...'

'Y-Yes...yes I'll marry you..' you chuckle.

'I'm not letting go ever again...'