They hurt you Part 2
Tony
Your eyes flutter open softly, and you're met with bright lights. You advert your attention from the light and look around the room. You instantly recognized the pictures hanging up on the walls. You were in the lab. You turn your head slightly to the left where Tony was sitting. He was asleep. He looked awful. He had bags under his eyes, and he seemed to be thinner.
"T-Tony?" Your voice strained. You hadn't used it in a while. Tony's eyes instantly open, and he's by your side in a second. He grabs hold of your hand and bows his head.
"What happened? Am I okay? Are you okay?" You asked, looking him over once more.
"You got hit with a blast from one of the suits." He mumbles sadly. "A-And your heart stopped for 12 seconds." His voice cracked.
You could see the visible pain on his face.
"Y/N. I'm so sorry." He breaks down this time. You raise your arm to rub his back, and wince when you felt a rush of pain.
"It's okay, Tony." You sigh.
"I-I thought-" he swallows thickly looking up at you. "I thought I lost you."
The tears flow freely like a broken dam.
"I'm here now and I'm okay. You're not getting rid of me that easily." You sniffle, trying to lighten the mood.
He laughs softly.
"I'm okay Tony. Really. I'll be up in no time."
Steve
You lay in the hospital bed with your arms crossed, mugging Steve."I'm so sorry, Y/N."
"Steve, I've told you 'it's fine' nearly 100 times now. It's fine."
"Y/N? I don't think you should be allowed to spar with me or Bucky anymore. Since I did this much damage."
"I'm sparring with whoever I want, and you're not going to stop me. I'd like to see you try, though." You recross your arms.
"I'm serious. I don't want you to get hurt anymore." He argues.
"If I get hurt, then I get hurt. Like I said, I'm sparring with whoever I want. Now help me get up."
He rolls his eyes at you and reluctantly helps you get up.
Bruce
"Why do I feel like such a dumbass?" You ask, opening your eyes.
"Because you are." Bruce laughs at you as you hit him lightly.
"How do I still have skin?" You ask, looking at your hands.
"The chemicals caused eternal problems that I don't know about yet, so if you have any symptoms then you have to tell me." He says, checking you over.
"Cool." You mumble, laying down.
"We are never dancing in the lab again." He mumbles checking your charts.
Peter
"Y/N I'm so, so sorry! I shouldn't have had my locker open so far like that!" Peter apologized."Peter, you didn't do it. Flash did."
"I still feel like I have some part to play in this." He says looking down.
"I swear when I see flash again I'm going to-" Peter cuts you off by kissing your cheek.
"Maybe I should take you home. Wait for your nose to heal before you break Flashs'" He laughs at you.
Natasha
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