i don’t know what to name this chapter
valkyrie groaned, glaring at thor and bruce. the two boys were sitting a few tables away from them, laughing and talking to each other. carol raised an eyebrow at her.
“what’s wrong, hun?” carol asked. the two had finally gotten together a week ago, carol had asked valkyrie out and she said yes about three thousand times, but that didn’t beat bruce and thor’s month.
“i think thor has forgotten about our bet, which is good, but, i can’t believe he beat me to it.” valkyrie whined. “like, don’t get me wrong, i’m happy for them. they’re literally the most perfect couple…”
“two soft boys who can get angry easily and when they are, it’s not a great time.” carol pointed out.
“yeah. but, it just feels weird that thor got a partner before me. i... ugh!” she sighed. the blonde female next to her pecked her on the cheek.
“at least you both found love.” valkyrie smiled, looking at carol and kissing her on the lips. it was a short but tender kiss.
“yeah.”
“strange, you’re kidding me?”
“i’m not. he really gave me a letter that said “roses are red, the sky is blue, you look hot, can i fuck you”. like, that’s so silly.” stephen blushed furiously.
“no, it’s just that, it’s pretty obvious he likes you, and you can’t see it.” loki complained. “tony doesn’t do this to his friends. you can go ask them. they’ll tell you the same thing. uh, can you pass me that can? my nails still need to be dried.” stephen obeyed, giving the ebony haired teen his can.
“that drink’s unhealthy, you do realise that?” stephen muttered.
“off subject! tony’s gay for you!” loki sang, trying to open the can. stephen spluttered.
“no he’s not!”
-knock knock-
“brother.” thor said, opening the door. he looked over at stephen and then at his brother. “you’re friends with strange?”
“he was my friend back in primary before we left to norway.”
“oh? i thought you two hated each other in primary?” thor raised an eyebrow.
“at first, i thought he was annoying. he still is because of how oblivious he can be.” stephen glared at loki, who was smirking at him. “but then we got to sit together and it changed forever. we argued about everything at first, then we became besties.” loki did jazz hands.
“ooh, i like your nails, brother.” thor commented.
“oh shut up, you daft lad.” loki rolled his eyes, his british accent clear in that sentence. thor was about to interject, but a knock at the door stopped him.
“knock, knock, knock.” a voice sang, causing thor to frown, stephen to look in confusion, and loki to beam.
“come in, babe.” loki called. the door opened, revealing a man. he had grey hair and blue eyeliner. he wore a mustard yellow hoodie and dark blue jeans. he looked about nineteen. “graham!” loki ran up to the man.
“aw, hello, lokitty.” graham master purred, attaching his lips onto loki’s pale neck. loki hummed in delight. thor pulled stephen out of the room.
“wha-“
“we better leave before we see things we don’t want to see.” thor responded, shuddering when he heard his younger brother moan softly.
“i feel like dying my hair blonde. thoughts?” natasha asked.
“i think you would look lovely, nat.” pepper answered, causing natasha to blush.
“do you not like how your hair is now?” steve asked, gesturing to natasha’s short ginger hair. natasha shrugged, sipping her iced tea.
“maybe you could grow it? you know, like you did before. the whole curly long hair? that was-“ clint was interrupted by natasha.
“it wasn’t that bad, but i’ve had this hairstyle for too long, don’t ya think?” natasha suggested. “blonde would be nice.”
“i bet blonde would make you look hotter than you already are.” pepper muttered, but the other girl heard. they both blushed, looking at each other.
“thanks, pep.” natasha winked and pepper had never thought her face could go so red in her life.
“hey guys.” scott said, dancing his way over to the others. clint blushed.
“cute.” he muttered. scott sat down with the others, getting his lunch out.
“so you actually made lunch without burning it this time?” clint joked. his roommate had somehow managed to mess up a sandwich, which clint thought was ridiculous. scott rolled his eyes.
“i’m not that bad at cooking. you should see me baking.” scott smiled shyly.
“you look like a puppy.” clint chuckled, blushing.
“thanks! i love puppies.” scott beamed, also blushing. natasha watched the two with interest.
“sooo, me, pepper and steve need to go.” she said, grabbing pepper’s hand. the other girl blushed softly.
“we do?” steve asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
“yeah. you haven’t drooled over bucky yet today. isn’t that part of your daily routine?” natasha joked, causing everyone on their table except steve to laugh. steve rolled his eyes, before leaving the table. “bye, boys.” were natasha’s last words to clint and scott.
“you want a bit of my sandwich?” scott asked, shoving his peanut butter sandwich in clint’s face. clint sighed, taking a bite out of the sandwich. it tasted off... clint started to choke. scott screeched, quickly rushing to his friend and slapping him on the back. clint coughed something out. he stared at it, tears in his eyes, before he realised what it was.
why was there paper in scott’s sandwich?
“lang, what the fuck?” clint exclaimed.
“just open it.” scott pleaded. clint rolled his eyes, obeying anyway.
this is probably the weirdest way to ask but,
would you like to hang out at the park tomorrow at 6?
it doesn’t have to be at 6...
whatever time you’re available
not at 7:30 though
i’m hanging with hope then
or 8 i have to do homework...
anyway!!:
[ ] fuck yeah dude
[ ] no what the fuck why would i want to hang out with you?? weirdo
[ ] maybe... i dunno man
[ ] heck yeah, but i’m not available at that time
~Scott Lang the man :)
clint chuckled, looking at scott, who was smiling sheepishly. he got out a pen, ticking one of the options. he gave scott the paper.
[✔️] fuck yeah dude
scott smiled the smile that made clint’s knees weak.