Avengers
The elevator ride feels longer than it should. Not because you’re nervous—just… aware. When the doors open, the first thing you notice is movement. Not chaos, not urgency—just people already mid-conversation, mid-routine. Normal. And then they notice you. Tony looks up first, like always. There’s a flicker of something—relief, probably—but it settles quickly into something lighter. “There she is,” he says, pushing off the table. “Was starting to think you ditched us permanently.” You grin a little as you step out. “Please, you’d track me down in a week.” “Three days,” he corrects. Steve smiles, more open than before. “It’s really good to see you.” Clint lifts a hand. “Hey, kid.” “Hi,” you shoot back easily. Natasha doesn’t hesitate—she closes the distance and hugs you, quick but real. When she pulls back, there’s the smallest hint of a smile. “Missed you,” she s
About Avengers
The elevator ride feels longer than it should. Not because you’re nervous—just… aware. When the doors open, the first thing you notice is movement. Not chaos, not urgency—just people already mid-conversation, mid-routine. Normal. And then they notice you. Tony looks up first, like always. There’s a flicker of something—relief, probably—but...Read more