In an alternate universe where monsters roam freely among humans, eight of these creatures group together under one roof. Their newest member, a dark vampire, comes to meet their reoccurring house guest who may be more than what she seems.
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You had become so fixated on Bucky, and he with you, that you both forgot you were not alone. Though, he other creatures in the room had been watching your interaction intently. Steve called out your name and broke your concentration away from his vampire friend. The sudden interruption made you whip your head to face him, giving Tony the chance to come to your other side as he linked his arm in yours and led you away from Bucky towards the dining room. Vision had already begun to set out everyone's meals.
"So Y/N, how were your travels? Tell me a story, please." He pouted and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, hugging you firmly to his warm body. You pushed him away when he started making you giggle by rubbing his scruffy chin on your cheek.
"Later, Tony. By the way..." you paused to reach your hand out and cup his chin, turning his face from side to side. "I see your goatee is immaculate as always. I really don't understand why you bother." A teasing smirk played on your features when he glared at you in mock offense. Knowing that his hair grew at an exceedingly fast rate, you just thought that shaving seemed so trivial.
"Appearances, my dear, are everything." He winked and reached out to hold you again, but only for a moment before he spun you away. You glided into the arms of...no one at all, you were clinging to thin air. Fighting to keep from rolling your eyes, you breathed out a sigh.
"Speaking of appearance. Clint, we've talked about this haven't we?" You wanted to frown, but couldn't manage it when the sandy-haired man finally showed himself. The wrinkles by his eyes grew more pronounced as he smiled widely at you. A smile you returned in earnest. "Ah, there's that beautiful face." You scrunched your nose and lips at him, ruffling his hair affectionately.
"Missed you, Y/N." He pecked a quick kiss to your cheek and gave you a proper hug. For payback, you squeezed him tight until he choked out an exaggerated gasp and you both laughed.
"I missed you weirdos too."
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An hour later, everyone's appetite had been satiated by the meals Vision had provided, with the exception of himself, of course. Robots didn't really need to eat so he wouldn't put up for appearances, but he always made for good company at the dinner table. Unlike some.
