Avengers x Reader One-shots

An Unlikely Surprise

Synopsis: You work as a barista at a local coffee shop and the Avengers decide to drop in.

You absolutely hated your job.

Not only were the hours horrible, the pay low, and the manager cranky, but your dreams were far from a barista.

You wanted to be mixing chemicals together in a lab, not mixing coffees and creamers in a 3-star coffee shop.

See, you would have attended a college, but you couldn't afford it. You tried to apply for a scholarship or an internship, but every time someone else stole it from your grasp.

"You're spilling coffee grounds on the floor, (Y/L/N)," your manager scolded.

You did your best not to roll your eyes. You bet you were a whole lot smarter than all of the people in the coffee shop combined. Still, you had a job to keep and money to make.

"I'll clean it up," you grumbled, grabbing the dustpan.

"Speak up, (Y/L/N). Customers want to be able to hear you speak," he added, walking off to his office where he did absolutely nothing except lower your paycheck.

You bit back the nasty remark. If you didn't have to work around customers all day with a fake smile plastered on your face, you would have a permanent scowl from simply being around that man.

So as the ringing of the bell cued the customers, you threw away the fallen coffee grounds and put a smile on your face.

"Hi, welcome to Midtown Cafe, how can I help you?" you asked as the group walked in.

"That seems awfully rehearsed," a man with glasses stated. Based on his attire, you questioned what he was doing in a crappy coffee shop.

You checked to make sure your manager's door was closed.

"Yeah, I hate it here. I get free drinks though," you told the man. "Lucky me."

You didn't know why you told him that; sales would probably drop and you would be in trouble for that, too.

"I feel like I've met you before..." the man said.

You did know him -- he was Tony Stark, but you didn't need any commotion in the cafe nor did you want him to actually recognize who you were. After all, after an interview for the Stark internship, he told you that he was going to go with Spiderman instead because apparently he had a better resume than you did.

"You've probably just seen me in a different coffee shop. We rotate stores. Your order?"

"Just a cup of coffee. What about you guys?" he asked the rest of the team, whom you assumed were the Avengers.

"Let's see," a man with dark skin said, coming up to the counter. "I want a cold brew coffee with two pumps of vanilla..."

You rolled your eyes as he rambled on and on about what he wanted in his drink. At the end of the day, he probably wouldn't even know if you missed a pump of hazelnut syrup.

"How do I do this? There are so many options," a man with a metal arm, which you thought was pretty cool, wondered as he wandered up to the counter. A woman with red hair and a tall man with blond hair accompanied him.

"Listen," you said interrupting them, "what the man in front of you just did, the guy ordering a bunch of specific things to be done with his drink, he's one of the annoying few that does that. Besides, we have a pretty big menu."

The woman chuckled and nodded her head.

"I'll get a tea, and these two gentlemen will just take an iced coffee with some cream," she said, placing a generous tip in the jar.