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[ofheroicshield]

Connor felt like he was being deceiving; because he was. He knew the mission he signed up for. He knew he wanted to prove himself to his dad; be accepted into the fold. But at the same time he did genuinely feel as if he held a connection with Morgan; he felt those little butterflies when he showed up on the park grounds. Because he felt like a lion heading into the lion’s den. Because as much as he liked Morgan he wouldn’t be surprised if she played along and stood him up. She was closed off; she liked to hid herself from the outside world. 

But I felt relieved and it was probably corny as hell that he was surprised yet happy to see the brunette standing in front of him. He didn’t want to make it so obvious that he was thrilled to see her; glancing down to the plastic bags of food containers; you could smell the Italian food whiff through the brisk air. “ Well obviously the Italian place is to die for.” I muttered in a similar teasing tone to keep the conversation light and airy between us. I didn’t want to worry about me lying; or playing this cat and mouse type of game with her. But I also knew i had to hold my guard up for myself; moving forward, With ease I followed Morgan over to the spot. Using the blanket I folded it out to cover the grass therefore no one ended up getting grass stains on our clothes. Lowering myself down I placed the containers of food in front of us; giving Morgan a chance to pick at what she wanted; I definitely noticed her eyes roll when she saw who was calling; it made sense her mom her loved ones would worry; given who her father was; Being tight lipped I purposely made sure my eyes were appeared glued to the screen; the movie moments from playing. “ Overbearing family huh?” I wish; my parents were the let go let a child fly type; hints how I ended up on this mission; One  I hoped I could uphold.

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Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}

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Connor always believed he had a good heart. He was a child who didn’t have the functional family. He had heroes as parents; which meant he wanted to be seen as accepted. His dad always belittled him, his mom surprisingly was more of the embrace her son kind. And told him he could be anything his heart desired. But Connor knew how fortunate he was when it came to the family business. And this mission the mission to possibly hurt someone generally had tugged at his heart. 

That hour of conversation with Morgan he felt her pain. She lost a dad; someone she loved. And what the hell was I doing? Toying with her emotions for a mission. For the affection of my dad. And I had to wonder my own morals now. Connor wrote down the notes and he made a promise to himself. He promised if he felt indifferent, if he felt wrong after the movie in the park he’d walk away. The avengers that wanted the tool Morgan upheld; would have to fight to the death. Swallowing thickly now as he gathered his belongings. He had made a call to the italian place near campus as per request to where the male had pulled a small jacket over his frame, his phone in pocket and keys before he exited his dorm. He had ran down the stairs and walked to the restaurant where he picked up the pastas, and bread and held one bag in his hand as he made his way to the park. 

A gathering of people in view as the blankets were scrolled out; and senses of laugher. As he stopped at the gate. Did he think Morgan may stand him up? Yes she was more than disinterested at coffee it felt as if I was pulling teeth for her attention. But Connor didn’t give up; he waited until that clock ticked to the time and he swore his breath caught in his throat when he saw her; beauty; she was beautiful and he felt that smile pull at his lips now. “ You showed up.” He said with a sense of surprise on his tone.

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Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}

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Connor was aware he was playing with fire. He was focused on the acceptance of my parents, of being noticed he was willing to take on harmful assignments. He was able to con a girl; just because of who her father was. Connor hated that he was going to hurt her; because she was nice. She had a beautiful smile, the way Morgan’s eyes lit up. His heart ached at the thought of pulling the rug out from under her. But he had a mission at hand. Once he stuffed his phone back into his jean pocket; he noticed the brunette was out of viewsight which was an indicator it was okay to leave, he was being respectful. 

Lifting his frame up from the chair, feet hit the ground and he didn’t expect to hear back from his dad. Unless it was of importance, an insider scoop as his team says. Connor knew he was unpredictable his dad was controlled, he knew he had the regions in his hands. And right now the mission was in his own hands. How far until Morgan caves? Until she opens up to him, enough to lead him right into the hands of the tech equipment needed for the Avengers. Sighing to himself Connor exited the small coffee shop and made his way towards the dorms. He took in the smell of trees, of the blooming flowers around. His feet hitting pavement until he found himself at the dorms. Entering through the sliding doors; he took the stairs to the second floor and entered his room. His room was bigger than others. His desk against the wall near his bed. He had opted to hop into a shower. 

Needing to be cleaned and fresh for his date; or Morgan could decide he wasn’t putting in enough effort for her. All that to say; the male took a 5 minute shower and was just finishing changing into jeans and a nice red shirt, a sweater perhaps? He looked causal as he allowed himself to sit down at his desk, his scattered notes. Notes of seeing her on campus where she liked to hang out, what her interests were. He needed to know her; and right now it was toss up of trust. Noting the time was only 6, he had about 30 minutes to spare; he allowed his hand to pick up a pen and scroll down notes; of her dad, of what she shared; the anger; because ultimately it was the missions; the hero he was that landed her without a dad. 

Heartbreaking, yet I had to question who I was going to be? A hero or a user on my own dad’s behalf?

@ofheroicshield

Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}

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Connor wasn’t the played the looks probably deceived him as. He was handsome there was no denying it, but Connor also held the loyalty part close to his chest. He was here at Oxford all because he wanted to be accepted into the family business. He wanted to feel seen and accepted and this is how he landed the ultimate mission which was to sweep Morgan off her feet. To find out the intimate tech that her father left behind. And I took the mission seriously, enough to play the moves, to play the innocent, the sweet boy I once felt I was. 

She was nice, she was guarded it was obvious with the lack of contact at times. With the way she phased each teasing comment regards to pur date. And connor swallowed the challenge with pride. Because he managed to get Morgan to say yes to coffee, to sharing a coffee with him. And now we happened to be teasing the idea of eating a meal together. And yes I was embodied into a role, a part per say, but Connor truly tried to stay true to himself. He didn’t want to lie, and he was memorized by the brunette. All the pain she’s been through, the honor she held when she smiled and wore a brave face. I felt for her, and sitting across from Morgan I truly felt sympathy for her. I wanted the chance to truly get to know her. And in this case I felt that smug grin I was familiar with all too well tug at my features. 

“ The way I see it, I have a movie to find a reason to keep you as my company, a challenge I definitely see fit on my end, I’m not like anyone you’ve ever met Morgan.” Each word was spoken in a challenge, a teasing manner. Was it obvious i wanted to sit with her? To keep her attention? Yes Connor was smitten with her. He liked to hear her talk, even the smallest of conversations, and the italian food he planned on bringing tonight definitely would leave her tastebuds breathless. Surely I had an idea on the food, and I intended on being a complete gentleman. I could tell Morgan and i had this bond, a sense of chemistry I was trying to denial. But tonight we’d sit together, not as a last resort, but because Morgan found my company interesting. I swore I kept that grin on my features from the moment I ate my last piece of muffin to the edges of my coffee as she stood to leave, I had lifted my frame up from the chair until I was standing onto the balls of my feet. 

“ 7 at the tree, count me in.” I winked playfully knowing it was a flirtation habit of mine if I ever held the knowledge of game. I was out of my comfort zone, but I couldn’t help but believe my dad would feel proud. I got Morgan to go on a date with me within an hour, was she smitten or desperate? It was a toss up. With that smug expression against my lips I pulled my phone out and sent a quick message to my dad. “ Target in play, should have information soon.” I needed her trust. I didn’t want to follow her directly out; she wanted to be a mystery, she wanted to keep her place of living hidden in which I wanted to respect. Once my eyes scanned the outside, respectfully, Connor had tossed his cup into the trash before making his exit. 

A night looked promising, a date I was sure I’d hold forever.

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Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}

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Connor knew the story. He was aware why Morgan kept people at arms length. He knew why she tended to shut down; and Connor despite why he was here in England; why he was attending Oxford he did have somewhat pure motives. He understood people using you. He understood not knowing who you could trust or not. He understood being forced to live under a microscope; people knew the avengers; they knew the names of who wore the masks and he could only imagine the treatment; the petty behavior in knowing she was the daughter of Tony; a man who was an inventor who would be missed. I knew my parents felt the presence of his memory each mission; but this mission under my belt; tricking I had no idea if I was capable of being decieving of hurting someone like Morgan. Was it all fake? No I was trying to stay true to my morals. Honest because just maybe if Morgan found out the truth if I slipped up she might not hate me if I spoke truth. The only thing I had to hide was why I was pressuring her; why I was showing interest. But I thought I might like her for real. I didn’t care who her father was. I didn’t care that she was Morgan Stark; she was a person I found interesting; and sitting across from her I think she felt it too. 

A date unofficially; I knew I’d play my cards right here with her. I wanted to see this park movie with her; seeing the stars tonight. Even if the movie was cheap and garage I’d enjoy myself because of who I was with. I had to amuse myself; I had to tease the idea of her ultimately sitting close to me. I was playing close to the vest; I wasn’t the pressuring kind; I wasn’t the guy to push the idea of a date. But her terms; the italian food got her daring attention. Bringing my cup to my lips he sipped the last remains of my coffee before I dropped the cup onto the table separating us. 

“ I see how it is, you using me for a good italian dinner, and then you’ll be scooting right away.” I aired out with a joking teasing in my tone. Me meeting the brunette halfway. Date or not I had the instinct feeling Morgan and I would be sitting close to the other. I knew I had to play along. Shifting in my seat I glanced outside to the courtyard. “ I’ll take it,” I aired out knowing the smile; the sing song voice I’d be more than okay being used by her. After all it was the least I could do given why I was approaching her to start with. A uneasy feeling of guilt that kept appearing in my stomach.

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Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}

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Dating; for connor he’d always been careful on who he allowed to get close. Who he found a fancy in. He was known back home in New York; his parents were never the parents of the year. They’d be lucky to pop in for a parent conference growing up. But the city; everyone knew who I was; the son of Steve and Natasha; the famous superheroes who wore caps and masks hiding behind shields. Connor never had a normal date; he was always living in the shadows of his parents. He felt the pressure to be seen; he craved to be accepted into the fold; but each time he appeared to have fallen short. 

Connor was trying to be himself; but he felt the heaviness of the ploy of the game he had to play. With Morgan; he realized she had her walls up; she rarely wanted to get close to someone. It was kinda miracle that she wanted to have coffee with me; after our initial meeting outside; with the trees. I had to hold the laugh that nearly slipped through my lips. The male knew it was tricky letting someone in. It was hard to decide who was trustworthy and who was using you for their own gain. Connor was putting on the charms; he was saying all the right things in order to get close enough; the walls to slowly crumble down. For him to get entail on the tech; the tech her father hid before his untimely death. 

I was crap; I was the person I never wanted to be. I didn’t want to deceive, I didn’t want to hurt Morgan; but I was caught between morals and wanting to be accepted into my family. I sat at the table; I wore that dorky grin the one of charm yet confidence wrapped up in one. Connor knew she was playing close to the vest. Eyes would glance at him and quickly find interest in the table that separated us. I wasn’t trying to make her nervous not that Morgan would let up; seeing as she refused to call our pending outing this evening a date. If she wanted to be coy; I’d play the long game. 

A grin lingering on my lips as I answered. “ Okay, I happen to know the italian place down the road; I’ll pick it up to bring to the movie. Assuming you can be bothered to sit in close proximity of me.” A coy grin; one that said he was teasing; Morgan was a tough one to crack but I see it; I’ll have her resolving in a few weeks; a long game I had no where else to be.

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Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}

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Parents; they either cared or they didn’t. In my experience my parents cared about making me feel isolated or like now when they expected me to land the weapon of Tony Stark they’d been searching for they put too much pressure on me. I wanted to please my parents feel accepted. I knew the stakes were high I had to smooth talk my way with Morgan; and I could see her walls were slowly coming down layer by layer. But I didn’t want to hurt her. I actually felt it was nice to have someone to talk to who didn’t exact anything in return. Yeah I was flirting that was the game get close enough to learn every secret but eventually the games steps. And you become yourself. I got the sense she understood parents being clingy; I was the opposite unfortunately. No one cared if I thrived in my future or not. 

But I felt a simple soften expression as I spoke. “ Yeah, but given what she lost, what you lost so young, it meant be nice to still feel that care and love. But here in another country we get the chance to figure ourselves out without the prying eyes.” Connor felt like switzerland; he saw both sides. He envied Morgan in the sense she had parents who loved her unconditionally, who wanted to cling to her every move. Mine only cared at the present because of the mission I agreed to. It was sad; but Connor learned not to dwell on it. Instead he was the go happy guy; wore a mask. But with Morgan it wasn’t all a game; and hearing her notion of seeing a movie together. I had to tease her; it was the cocky nature inside of me. A movie date. Okay she never said date that part was echoed in my head. Point was Morgan was making the effort the inactive to want to see me again. A grin played against his lips as he pulled his coffee cup to his lips. A hum left his lips as he spoke. “ Kick my ass, now I’d like to see you try, it be cute.” Raised eyebrows as he placed his cup down onto the table, His gaze only on her; as he played the teasing game. She trusted him or at the very least felt he was one of the good ones. 

He hated deceiving her; he hated that he was going to have to lie to her; but that was a problem for another day. Placing his other hand down on the edge of the table; he hummed off his idea. “ What’s your favorite food? I’ll pick it up and bring it to the movie. And we can say I just happened to pick up too much food and offered to share. Then you won’t be obligated to call it a date on my behalf.” A grin continued; the underlying tone of his voice. It was a plan already even if Morgan said no. Connor didn’t want to take no for an answer; but hopefully he was playing his cards right.

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Sometimes it’s hard for parents to loosen the reigns. My parents used to be cool. Easy going and pretty carefree, and then my dad died, and now my mom clings. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice knowing parents care, but at a point, you’re right in saying they need to loosen the reigns, realize we’re old enough to take care of ourselves, and just let us live our lives as we please. {Of course in my case, it’s because I’m the daughter of Tony Stark, and although my dad was always my hero, and with that, the best guy I have ever known, I also knew he had made some enemies along the way, so my mom, Happy, Rhodey, and Peter are overly protective of me now. A thought that I had to keep to myself for now, given I didn’t tell Connor who I am. Against my better judgement, I did ask Connor about attending that movie in the park thing with me. Oddly, I felt like he was someone I could trust, so I took a shot. All the while figuring if he proved me wrong in that, I’d just use one of my deceased father’s weapons on him that I kept handy with me. I silently considered as my eyes shifted into a roll when I heard Connor’s playful response. Of course he’d take my invitation and turn it into an opportunity to taunt me} Don’t let it go to your head, Connor. You are tolerable, so therefore, I am willing to watch a movie with you, but if you get on my nerves, I won’t refrain from kicking your ass. {I teased in reply; all the while a smirk slowly curved the corners of my lips. Would I actually hurt Connor? Eh, I highly doubted that need or desire would come to play, but I suppose if he turned out to be psychotic, I would do what’s necessary} But yes, if you want to watch a movie together, I’m down for it. I’d even suggest us grabbing take-out to eat while we watch the movie, but something tells me you might get your boxers in a bunch with excitement, if I take it to that next step. {I gently teased in response; all the while lifting the coffee to my lips, so I can take another sip of it}