𝟏-𝟖𝟎𝟎-𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒.

≫ THE POOL ≪

warning: minor language, suggestive dialogue

author's note: this is one is pretty fluffy 'n sweet! enjoy :)

word count: 1,053

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Not everyone realized that Tony's Tower had a pool. In fact, you were the only Avenger who knew it existed, and definitely the only one who used it. You had accidentally stumbled upon it while looking for a place to do your laundry. For how rich and brilliant Tony was, he really wasn't great at putting laundry rooms near the rest of the living spaces where you and your fellow Avengers spent most of their time.

Still, the indoor pool was beautiful. With floor-to-ceiling windows that let in natural light, the pool projected the light all over the walls, floor, and ceiling— making for gorgeous blue patterns of light that rippled as you watched. The pool itself was always clean, and the members of Tony's staff who cleaned it became mutual friends with you.

You had gained their favor by finally using the pool they slaved away to clean, unlike how, before you found it, their cleaning had no point, since no one really did swim in it. Because of this, the staff members had made a habit to leave towels put for you every time they saw you sneak in, or heard the news about a rough mission you would most likely be coming to the pool to recover from.

And, yes, you had to sneak into the pool. In the Tower, nothing really belonged to one person. You could see this displayed clearly in the kitchen, where sticky-notes covered in death threats (written in Natasha's elegant handwriting, of course) couldn't even stop Clint from grabbing the food underneath the yellow slips of paper.

So, when you found the pool by yourself, you intended to keep it as something you could enjoy by yourself. You didn't even tell your boyfriend, Thor. No matter how much you loved him, you still needed a little on-your-own relaxation from time to time.

Today, it was Friday, and everyone was exhausted after a three day long mission you all had finally completed and come back home from. The entire team split ways as soon they spilled through the Tower's doors, you included. Everyone wanted to either shower, sleep, or see their loved ones. You, however, went for the highly unknown fourth option. Swimming in your own personal oasis.

You had taken a quick shower to wash off some excess blood and grime from the mission, taking in consideration the cleanliness of the pool that the staff had worked so hard to attain. After your shower, you slipped on a black bikini. It was slightly skimpy, but it was comfortable and no one else would be at the pool, so you didn't mind. You wrapped in a large, plush white robe to cover your swimsuit. As you tiptoed through the halls of the Tower, you were careful know when to duck in a janitor's closet here and there to avoid being seen.

And, finally, you had made it to your precious pool. You pushed open the glass door that served as an entrance, heaving out a relieved sigh. The workers had already left a stack of plush, white towels for you. They had probably heard about the rough mission you had to endure. You silently thanked the amazing pool's staff, and grabbed a rolled-up towel from the stack.

You strolled over to one of the many comfortable poolside chairs before lazily plopping down into it, enjoy the warmth that radiated from the black fabric; thanks to the fact that it had been sitting in direct sunlight for hours. Still sitting up, you slid your robe off, placing it in a fuzzy heap next to the lounge chair. You were too exhausted to really care about not keeping it dirty. And, laying back while using the towel as a pillow to place being your head— you finally relaxed. A contented sigh escaped your lips as you felt your eyes flutter shut, your body lulled to sleep by the sun's intoxicatingly warm rays.

After a long and peaceful hour of sleep, you were roused by the sudden lack of warmth. The feverous golden light that previously covered your body was replaced by a colder shadow, causing you to peek one eye open while you were still in a sleepy haze.

"Y/N," A deep voice said in a sweet tone that outmatched the sun when it came to spreading a warmth through your body. Amusement also laced the tone, making it light. "My love, wake."

Recognizing the voice, you opened both your eyes now, which were welcomed by a gorgeous face.

"Hey, Thor," you said. Finally, the film of sleep cleared from your senses, and you realized someone had found out your pool secret. "Oh, shit."

A laugh rippled from Thor's toned chest at your outburst, and you glared at him in response.

"I'm sorry to burst your pool-induced bubble, my love," he said. "But I was wondering where you had gone. I never knew about this wonderful place!" Your boyfriend finished excitedly, a smile to pulling at his lips. He had boyish enthusiasm written all over his face; a stark, but gorgeous, contrast to his manly face and physique.

"Please don't tell anyone about the pool," you whined, immediately going on the defensive. "It's my only place away from all the other Avengers, it's relaxing, and-and comfortable, and warm. Please, Thor, could you just forget that you ever— ?" You had started rambling, only to be cut off my Thor's finger pressed lightly against your lips.

"Shhh, you're tired and stressed, darling," he said. "Just relax. I won't tell anyone about the pool."

You stared up at him, and smiled. "Thank you," you said happily.

"Anything to see my lady smile," he said warmly. You silently wondered how you had ever been so fortunate to have Thor in your life as he walked away.

"Oh, and, Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow, not sure why he stopped.

"You look ravishing in that swimsuit, darling. I may have to join you for a swim sometime, if you are going to wear attire like that," Thor added, a smirk on his face. You laughed, your face flushing a light pink, as threw your towel at his head.

"Ow- Y/N!"

"What? You deserved it for trying to steal my pool!"

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"your eyes are like two huge pools. i just want to dive in and swim in them forever."

- me