#endgamecast

[starshipsofstarlord]

Convention Guest - Harry Styles x MCUactress!Reader

Summary: You are at an convention with your Endgame cast mates, and there seems to be an unsettlement in the audience. Could it be your famous boyfriend?

In regard to the possible biggest film of all time, the original avengers were brought together in tribute to the beginning of the team’s cinematic franchise. You were lucky enough to be one of them, and so you sat with the six people you had gotten to know pretty well over the years. 

When you had taken the part as Angelica Jones, AKA Firestar, you had no idea what it would mean for your career. You had even got your own movie, which opened up many opportunities for your career. It made you feel powerful playing such a badass female character.

You sat between Scarlett and Chris Hemsworth, listening to the questions that arose from the audience, taking a sip of water every now and then. A girl took the microphone, you assumed she was at least half your age, dwelling in her teen years.

���This is for (Y/N), do you think we’ll ever see the famous team up between Firestar and Spiderman that is in the comics?” This felt like a trick question. Hemsworth elbowed you gently, prompting you to answer wisely.

“Perhaps, that is if Spiderman comes back. And if he does I hope so.” A little hope never hurt anyone, especially when you weren’t being like Ruffalo or Holland and giving out free spoilers.

A chatter surpassed through the audience, they all seemed to be looking around, searching for someone in among their own ranks. That however didn't put a stop to the questions.

“Is Black Widow going to get her own film? ” You knew the answer to that, but could not divulge. Nor could Scarlett... yet.

“Wait a minute.” Evans stood, having caught a familiar face in the crowd. He squinted down at the people, finding it again.

“What is it?” Robert sounded bored, although he was interested a little in what had caught the intrigue of the actor.

“We have a breach.” He spoke as Captain America himself would. “Styles is here.”

“Oh, not that guy.” Jeremy laughed, also looking out at the crowd and finding the singer. You went to stand, glaring at your boyfriend from above.

“What are you doing here?” You asked loudly, wanting to run through the mass of fans to reach him, but aware that security would not allow you to do so. It was difficult, you hadn’t seen each other in 4 and 1/2 months.

Before he could turn his smirk into a reply, Hemsworth answered. “He’s here for me obviously, he can’t resist my Australian charm.” The crowd screamed at that, and Harry turned a bright red.

Ruffalo walked to the security guy standing on the corner. “Get him up here.” And he did so. Harry walked onto the stage, causing an explosion of cheers. One of which came from Hemsworth.

Instantly you hugged him, letting your head rest on his chest. It gave you a warm feeling, one that you wanted to hold onto forever. “Don’t hog my girl.” Scarlett scolded him, hugging him when he released you.

“Hands off.” Hemsworth sassed him, only to kiss the singer on the cheek.

“Good to see you too Chris.” He drawled, laughing. Evans frowned, whining at the Thor actor.

“I saw him first.” Harry went over to the other Chris, embracing him.

“Before even my own girlfriend.” Harry glared at you, making you gasp at his betrayal. He really was something else.

“I got him up here.” Ruffalo mumbled, sitting down beside where you had been, acting up. He wanted a hug too.

“Ew.” Jeremy greeted Harry, who only gave him a disgusted look in reply. 

“I could say the same, you skipped out on the last film.”

“Come my child.” Robert remained sat, as if he was on a throne. “This guy’s like a son to me.” Harry jokingly bowed to the MCU godfather.

“When do I get my turn again?” Hemsworth asked, frowning at his co stars.

“And this is why he’s not allowed on set.” You told the audience, laughing at the interaction between your on and off screen family.