Avengers Preferences

You're on your ladies days

Steve: You wake up to a sharp pain in your lower stomach region. Ah, yes, Mother Nature had arrived. You groaned, wriggled out of Steve's warm embrace, and limped to the bathroom. You opened the cabinet below the sink and found you were out of pads/tampons (whatever you use).

"STEVE!!" You yelled, feeling really bad about waking him up. He stumbled into the room, rubbing his eyes.

"Y-yeah, sweetheart," he yawned. Steve then took in the situation. He nodded in realization.

"Will you go to the store for me?" You ask, timidly.

"I'll be back in twenty minutes. Hang in there honey," he walked out and you heard the car start a few moments later. You smiled, remembering you have the best boyfriend in the world.

Tony: "Babe," he said. "Why is there an over abundance of toilet paper in the waste basket?" Your cheeks flushed red. You'd only been living with Tony for a few weeks.

"Umm...just some," you cleared your thoat. "Feminine issues..."

"Oh..." Tony mumbled. "Is there anything you need...?"

"Cuddles?" You whispered.

"Of course, gorgeous," Tony answered. He sat down on the couch next to you and enveloped you in his arms. You rested you head on his shoulder.

"I love you, Tony."

"Love you too hun. Even when your crazy."

Clint: You were sprawled out on the bed, watching television, in the only position that stopped the cramps. Of course it was the weirdest one you tried. You heard Clint come home from work. He walked into the bedroom and stared at you for a moment.

"Babe, what the hell are you doing?" He chuckled.

"Trying to keep my ovaries from feeling like they're being stabbed," you answered grumpily. Clint's smiled faded.

"You ok?" He asked.

"No, Clint! I'm most defiantly not ok!" You snap.

"Sorry for asking," he muttered.

"No, I'm sorry," you said. "I'm just in a really bad mood."

"You want some pain killers?" He questioned, gently.

"Yes, please," you reply.  Clint gave you a kiss on the forehead and went off to get the pills.

Bruce: He wanted to help, but didn't really know how so Bruce just kind of kept his distance. He went to Tony's or did some grocery shopping. You found it was better when you got alone time when you were on your period. You didn't want to hurt his feelings with your mood swings.

Thor: "Lady (Y/N)? Would you like to go bowling with Barton and Natasha later?" Thor asked you.

"Baby, I feel like crap right now, so I think I'll pass," you replied. Thor looked a little disheartened and then concerned.

"What is wrong, my lady? Should I call Eric Selvig for assistance?" Thor questioned.

"No, thank you though. It's just a female thing," you said.

"Oh...I shall return." Thor bolted from the house and started the car. Fifteen minutes later, he returned with all the boxes of chocolate Pop Tarts he could carry.

"Here we are," he beamed, dropping the fifteen-ish boxes on the couch next to you. You spent the rest of the day eating Pop Tarts and watching movies with Thor.

Loki: "Ugh,"you groaned.

"Are you alright, my queen?" Loki asked, gently, looking up from his book.

"Im fine. Just feeling a little sick. And uncomfotable. And sore. And fat." Your voice became softer with each symptom.

"That doesn't sound find, dearest," Loki answered. He shut his book, moved from the recliner, and walked over to your small figure that was curled up in the love seat. Loki scooped you up in his arms and sat you on his lap. He kissed your forehead and do stroked your hair.

"It'll be alright, pet. It will all be over in a week," he muttered.

"How'd you know?" You asked.

"You think because I am a god that I have no knowledge of the female menstrual cycle?" He asked. You shrugged.

"Is there anything you require?"

"Just you."

"We'll I'm right here, my love," Loki replied, kissing your head again. "And I'm not going anywhere."

Bucky: "BUCKY!! COULD YOU COME HERE?" You shouted from the bathroom. You were on your torture week and were out of everything. You heard Bucky's footsteps. He stuck his metal hand into the bathroom. He was holding a box of pads/tampons.

"James you're an lifesaver!" You cheered, taking the box from him. "But how'd you know?"

"Hmm, let's see... when you put a dot on everyday for a week, once a month, it's not that hard to decifier," he replied sarcastically. "Now take care of your business and change into something comfy." You did your thing and changed clothes. You walked into the living to see Bucky sitting on the couch.

"Here's some Hershey bars, Mean Girls, and a perfect boyfriend. Let's cuddle," he said. You giggled and curled up in Bucky's arms as he played the film. He kissed the top of your head.

"I love you," you whisper.

"I love you more," Bucky said. "More then anything."