#so yucky… yeah I’m gonna be busy unfortunately

[diremoone]

i feel so inactive here now 😣 feels strange.

[traveler-at-heart]

hi!! can I sneak a request here? I think this will be too common but nat and r always bickering in front of the team (they're together but no one knows) and then one day everyone was confuse because nat got sick and the other person who's sick is r who flops beside natasha and gave her a kiss while completely unbothered in the avengers common room and everyone's like 👁️👄👁️ "are we seeing the same thing?"

I loved writing this! Thank you for the request :)

You were constantly fighting with Natasha. Most of the team had a hard time figuring out if it was because you liked her too much or not at all.

Either way, they all tried to stay out of your way when it happened. Unfortunately for Sam, you’re both in the kitchen today, and he really needs to get something to eat.

“We’re baking cookies, wanna join us?” you say while Natasha adds milk to the mix.

“That’s nice” he says, approaching with caution. 

“I know, I can’t believe Natasha didn’t know how. Lucky for her, I was willing to show her” 

“Yeah, I’m so lucky” Natasha mutters between gritted teeth and you turn to glare, holding a knife that you were using seconds ago.

“What was that?” 

“I’m so… yucky. From all the eggs that I cracked”

“It was only supposed to be half a dozen” 

“I added a bit more”

“Why the hell would you do that, Natalia?”

“Because I can, that’s why, Y/N”

You groan, putting the knife away and looking at the dough that will no longer be useful. Before Natasha can catch what you’re doing, you grab a handful of flour and throw it her way.

“Seriously?”

“What you gonna do about it, Romanoff?”

Sam sighs, silently retreating back to his room. He can order takeout. And just to be extra sure, he locks the door and puts on his headphones. It’s none of his business if you two destroy the kitchen.

That’s how he misses the next thing that happens. As soon as Natasha cleans some of the flour, she looks at you, trapping you in her arms.

“No, Nat”

But she hugs you, making sure your clothes get dirty too, and when her lips meet yours, the feeling is so nice and warm that you forget you’re gonna have to clean the kitchen and yourselves.

“Fine, we’ll bring something else to my friend’s party” you say against her lips and she kisses you once more before smiling.

“How about a nice bottle of very expensive wine from Tony’s reserve?”

“You’re evil” you laugh, holding her close. “Not a word about it, Sam… where did he go?”

“Who knows” Natasha shrugs her shoulders, and then leans down to kiss you. “Now, get out of those clothes. I want to do things that are dirtier than this kitchen”

Natasha carries you to her room, while you giggle and hold her close.

—

Movie night is always a pleasant time, especially when you and Natasha sit far away from each other and don’t argue as usual. 

You usually hang in the back with Bucky, because you’re the only one who doesn’t mind explaining him all the references that go over his head.

Today, he’s away on a mission, so you take over an entire sofa and stretch comfortably.

“That’s my spot” Natasha says.

“Find another one”

“I like this seat. The AC doesn’t hit me directly and it’s far away from Sam so I don’t have to listen to his stupid impressions”

“Hey!” he says. “I make a really good De Niro”

“No, you don’t” everyone says at the same time.

“What’s in it for me?” you smile, crossing your arms. 

“Not getting your ass kicked to the point where you can’t sit anywhere else”

“Someone likes it rough” you tease her, and her smile makes you break. “Fine, we can share, but you’re giving me a foot massage”

“I am not”

The redhead sighs, but you still place your feet on her lap. For the first ten minutes, everyone’s tense, waiting for the fight to continue. But, to their surprise, Natasha’s hand is going up and down your leg, while you lean against her. 

Pretty soon, their focus is back on the movie. Until…

“Who’s snoring?” Tony says, looking around. He turns back and finds you sound asleep, your head now resting in Natasha’s lap. The redhead is running her hands through your hair.

“Looking for something?” Natasha snaps and Stark looks back to the screen.

You don’t wake up until the credits are rolling.

“Is it over?” you say, rubbing your eyes.

“I don’t know, we couldn’t hear because of all your snoring”

“I don’t snore”

Natasha scoffs and looks around, but everyone stays silent.

“Cowards!”

“I don’t snore. Come on, you didn’t finish that massage” 

But Natasha is already standing up, walking to her room.

“Get away from me. And go to a doctor, you’re gonna choke in your sleep one day” 

You laugh, following her to her room. Everyone else thinks you’re probably gonna bicker for a while longer, but all you’re planning is to cuddle and fall asleep in each other’s arms. 

—

It’s a quiet afternoon, with Bucky and Steve watching a game while Clint is fixing an old radio.

But pretty soon, they can hear the familiar sound of two voices arguing.

“Pick one” you say, chasing Natasha. 

“They’re the same” 

“They are not the same” you insist, holding the paint samples closer to her eyes. “Look at them”

“I am. This is blue. And so is this one”

“Oh” you flip them, eyeing them for a second too long. “I’m sorry, Nat. I didn’t know you were blind. This is shappire and this is egyptian. Pick one”

“Are we repainting the common area or something?”  Clint asks Steve and Bucky, but they just shrug their shoulders. Like wild creatures, it is better to not look at either one of you when you’re arguing.

“Neither. I think green might be better”

“I am not going back to the store to get more samples so you can tell me they are both the same green!”

“Fine, I will. In fact, they won’t be samples. I’ll get the paint and you’ll like it”

She turns, finishing the conversation.

“At least wear a damn jacket, it’s gonna rain” when she ignores you, you groan, getting her coat and yours. “Honestly, Natalia”

—

It’s game night, another one of the traditions you’ve incorporated since welcoming new and younger team members like Peter.

You’re starting with charades and Peter, Tony and Bucky are on your team. 

The category is thrillers and you’re on the edge of your seat, waiting for Peter to start. He smiles real big and you shout.

“The Shining!”

“Yes!”

Silence of the Lambs, Taxi Driver, Jaws, Sixth Sense all come up and you guess them one right after the other.

“We’re leading by ten points” Tony says, looking at the iPad. You high five Peter, smiling as Natasha rolls her eyes.

“Alright, I’m next” Steve says and you have to cover your mouth to keep from giggling.

“Uh… pass” he grabs another paper and then another, and a third one. “Pass”

“I’m gonna kick your ass” Natasha groans, massaging her temples.

“Oh, I know this one” he says, doing the signal for movie.

“We already know it’s a movie, hurry up” Natasha looks ready to throw him across the room. 

Steve hunches over, his arms dangling low. He then jumps around, alternating between one feet and the other.

“Hunchback of Notre Dame. Uh… The flying monkeys of Wizard of Oz? Elephant man?”

“It’s King Kong” Steve says and everyone bursts out laughing.

“Are you kidding me?” Natasha says, while your team toasts. You’ve won, yet again.

“Better luck next time. And I hope you haven’t forgotten our little bet” you say, fixing the collar of Natasha’s shirt.

“What bet?” Clint asks and you both turn around at the same time.

“Nothing” 

You excuse yourself, going to the bathroom. The next game is Jenga, and you think you’ll pass, because there’s no way you can beat Peter. As you go back to the living room, you approach Natasha.

“Don’t be a sore loser, baby” you say, making sure no one can hear you. “I know the bet was that the winner gets to do anything they want in bed… but I do have a little peace offering”

You place your underwear in her pocket, smiling as she blushes. 

“Something to look forward to” you wink, walking back to the table as Clint starts the game.

Yeah, thinking about it, Natasha hadn’t lost at all.

—

The day is a bit dark, and gloomy. The morning was slow and the afternoon has been the same.

“It’s quiet” Clint comments, looking out the window as the rain keeps falling.

“Mhm” Sam agrees, sipping his coffee.

“A bit… too quiet, don’t you think?”

Everyone’s supposed to be at the Compound, and yet, there’s no arguing or sassy comebacks.

“Do you think they finally killed each other?” Clint says and Sam chuckles.

“Maybe. If the flu hasn’t killed Nat yet”

“Oh, she’s sick?” Clint feels bad for not knowing. “Maybe I’ll get her some soup…”

“Hey” someone greets from the door. You’re wrapped in a blanket, wearing one of Natasha’s t-shirts and holding a box of tissues. “Sorry, I won’t stay long. I’m just getting us some tea” 

“Us?” 

But you’re too tired to hear what Sam says. You prepare two steaming cups and drag your feet to the living room, Clint and Sam following close behind.

“Why aren’t you in our room, baby?” you say, sitting next to Natasha. You kiss her forehead and smile. “Hey, your fever’s down”

“I told you not to stay in my room. Now you’re sick too” she coughs, but nuzzles your neck and sighs. 

“Shut up and drink your tea, Tasha”

“This whole time, YOU TWO HAVE BEEN TOGETHER” Sam shouts and you make a face.

“Can you not do that thing with your mouth? The talking thing”

“But we thought…” Clint says, looking between the two of you.

“We thought you hated each other”

“Sometimes, because she can be a pain in the ass” you say, laughing when Natasha pokes your side. “Nah, that’s not true. I love her”

Natasha smiles against your neck, pulling you down to take a nap.

“Love you too” she says against your hair and you yawn.

Clint and Sam leave the room, as if they’ve seen a ghost. 

“Is everything ok?” Steve says, running into them.

“Cap, you’re not gonna believe this” 

[honeylations]

- All of Your Attention -

REQUESTED - @jejenesblog

NICHA YONTARARAK (MINNIE) x FEM!READER

Prompt: Minnie invites you to her group’s comeback celebration dinner, but she doesn’t appreciate the way you ‘flirt’ with Miyeon. She decided to do something about it >:)

Warnings/Notes: dom Minnie, jealousy, smut, fingering, mommy kink

———

“Thank you for inviting me guys, I really appreciate it” You shyly say, fidgeting with the promise ring on your index finger that Minnie got you last year’s anniversary.

Miyeon smiled and gently grabbed your hand across the table, rubbing her thumb across it. “No need to thank us, Y/n”

It didn’t bother Minnie at how close your friendship was with the other girls, she knew better than to be jealous but she couldn’t control the yucky feeling in her stomach when the eldest member decided to lock your fingers together while conversing about a nail salon you recently went to.

The Thai member chewed on her lower lip before grabbing the menu and inching it towards you. “My love, would you like me to order your favourite champagne?”

Unfortunately you were too lost in your conversation and the yucky feeling in Minnie started to worsen when you reached over the table to tuck a strand of Miyeon’s hair behind her ear.

“Hey babe I asked you a question…” Minnie pouted, finally getting your attention.

“Oh sorry! What did you ask again?”

“If you wanted me to order your favourite champagne?”

“Oooh” You hummed before looking at Miyeon with wide eyes. “Did you want some Miyeon? I promise you it tastes amazing”

Minnie frowned.

“Yeah of course! With these busy schedules, I haven’t drank in a while”

You laughed and continued playing with her hands, unaware of the sharp glare your girlfriend was giving between the two of you.

“I just realised how different you look from the first time we met. Your new hair colour suits you a lot” Miyeon complimented, making you blush.

“Really? Thank you! I was worried it wouldn’t look that good but you suit every hair colour I swear! My favourite was your blonde era”

“I do miss the blonde sometimes but I was gonna go bald if I kept it” Miyeon chuckled as you reached over to run your fingers through her hair again.

“The black hair looks great too-“

“I’m gonna go fix my makeup. Come help me too, Y/n” Minnie abruptly stood up, her tone cold as ice.

“Are you okay, Minnie?” Yuqi asked but got ignored

“Im talking to Miyeon though..” You replied, wondering why Minnie had called you by your first name instead of the usual ‘Princess’ and ‘my love’.

“I don’t think I gave you an option” Minnie spoke before walking off to the restroom.

You sighed and stood up, sending a short apology to the other members before quickly following your angry girlfriend.

Luckily, it was one of those restrooms that only had one large cubicle so the moment you walked in, you found your girlfriend adjusting her lashes in the mirror.

“Lock the door.” She ordered without looking at you and you immediately obeyed.

“What’s wrong?”

The Thai girl sighed and turned around, leaning her back against the sink while crossing her arms, gaze colder than ever. “I don’t like how touchy you were with Miyeon”

“What, babe you can’t be serious”

“Oh I’m dead serious. I invited you to this dinner to be by my side, aka your girlfriend if I must remind you”

“This is ridiculous. Fix yourself right now, I’m going back—What, hey!” Your words were cut off the moment you reached for the door, finding yourself pinned against it, your back pressed close to your girlfriend’s front.

“Don’t tell me to fix myself when you were the one touching my member, fucking brat. You’re mine, do you hear me?” She hissed in your ear, right hand reaching underneath your dress, two fingers rubbing at your clothed pussy.

“M-Minnie!”

Her left hand wrapped around your throat, forcing your head to tilt back and meet her lips. Her kiss was possessive, aggressive, yet so hot. Minnie pulled away, smirking at the way you were grinding into her fingers and a whine escaping your lips.

“God, look at you. Just a minute ago you were acting like some bratty princess, now here you are wanting to have my fingers up your tight cunt, isn’t that right my love?”

You could only roll your eyes back and cry when your girlfriend pushed your panties aside and pushed two fingers inside knuckle deep, adoring the way your cheeks flushed pink and the way your mouth hung open.

“I think it’ll be better for you to see how much of a slut you are, no? Here, look baby. Look at the mirror” You felt her smile against your ear when she turned you both around so now that your lewd moment was shown in the bathroom mirror.

You opened your eyes and felt yourself grow embarrassingly wetter by the scene. Minnie’s long fingers deep inside you, moving at such a pleasuring speed while she continued to choke you, her lips moving down to litter your neck with purple marks that you knew were going to have difficulty in covering.

“B-Baby, oh my god!” You moaned so deliciously.

“Aw that’s not my name. Come on, my love. Say it. Say the name you know you love calling me”

“F-Fuck! I…I can’t Min…n-not here!”

“It’s either you fucking say it and get to cum or I’ll pull out right now and let you finish off by yourself. Your choice…but make the right one” She growled.

“N-No I wanna cum! I wanna cum so bad, Min, please don’t stop” You panted, holding her wrist and trying to force her to go faster and deeper but she didn’t budge.

“Then be a good girl. Don’t you want to cum all over my fingers, darling? Wont you let me have a taste, hm?”

You nodded rapidly, leaning your head back into her chest.

“Then. Say. It.” Minnie said every word through gritted teeth, pulling her fingers away before shoving it back in one harsh motion.

“M-Mommy! Just like that please Mommy!” You finally let out.

“There it is, my good girl” Minnie chuckled in your ear, finally giving you what you wanted and rapidly pounding her fingers inside.

“Y-Yes yes yes! Fuck yes, mommy!”

“Shhh, not too loud now, darling. Don’t wanna get kicked out”

“I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum!” You cried, tilting your head up, giving the hint to your girlfriend that you wanted to taste her sweet lips.

“Aw you wanna kiss me baby?” She chuckled and you could only nod, begging with your hooded eyes. “How could I say no to that?”

She leant her face down and connected your lips in a sloppy kiss, her fingers never stopping. Everything was too much for you.

The way your tongues danced, the fast hard movements of her fingers, the noises, and the general fact you two were fucking in a public restroom, your mind was going insane.

“Cumming!” You whispered after Minnie pulled her mouth away, your legs shook as your orgasm hit you hard.

Minnie hummed with content when she felt your white liquid drown her fingers, dripping down to her palm and even onto the bathroom floor. Your weak body laid against her’s, your chest heaving up and down with tiredness, but your girlfriend’s deep voice had reached your ears despite your almost-passing-out state.

“As much as I’d love to go home and continue, we have a dinner celebration to finish”

“Can’t believe you fingered me in a public restroom just because you were jealous” you huffed out, fixing your panties and dress, trying to look decent.

“And? I’ll do it again if I see you getting all handsy with Miyeon”

You playfully rolled your eyes and pecked the taller’s lips. “I’m yours, okay? Remember that. Now please clean your hand for the love of God”

Miyeon looked at her hand and totally forgot it was covered in your mess. She didn’t hesitate to bring it up to her mouth and start licking it clean, making your face go insanely red.

“Wash your hands too” You scolded.

Minnie laughed and did as told before you both headed back to the table hand in hand. The members looked at you with wide smirks.

“What took so long huhhhhh?” Shuhua asked with an annoying smile, resting her chin in her hand.

“Finally finished touching up your make up, Minnie?” Soyeon wiggled her eyebrows.

“Or finally finished touching up Y/n?” Yuqi added, sending the entire table into laughter and shoulder slaps.

“Ugh shut up all of you. Can we order now? I’m starving” Minnie groaned, sitting down with you at the table.

“How could you be starving? Did Y/n not give you enough of herself?” Miyeon added, snickering afterwards.

“Miyeon, there is a steak knife right here and I’ll show you where it goes if you don’t shut up” Minnie threatened and you placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Do it then, bitch—“

“Hey stop it you two. Let’s enjoy the rest of tonight, okay?” You scolded, pointing your finger at the two G-Idle members.

They both nodded obediently.

You sat back with a sigh and flinched when you felt Minnie’s fingers hiking up your dress again. You pinched her side with an angry look. “Stop or else we’re not doing a round two”

“Awe what! But babe!”

‘Baby in the streets, Mommy in the sheets’ you thought in your head.

A/N: Hellowwww this is my first time doing a request! I hope it was good enough T^T love yous!

[fandomoneshots-imagines]

Walking in Memphis (Tony Stark x Reader)

Summary: Reader realizes she’s in trouble and calls for the first person she knows that can help her.

Note: This is for @thefanficfaerie​ 3500 follower challenge but I do believe it’s going to turn out to be a mini series.

Warnings: horrible google translated french

“Mom, did you put yogurt or apple slices in my lunch?” A small voice shouted from the bathroom down our hallway.

“I put orange slices.” I yelled back, putting my daughter's lunchbox in her backpack. She had been off of yogurt in her lunchbox after an unfortunate incident when it upset her tummy. 

“Yummy,” her voice travelled softly down the hallway. “Yogurt is yucky!”

“Never again. Did you put your homework in your backpack last night?” I asked, grabbing everything the two of us needed to go about our day.

“Yeah, but do I have to go to school?” She pouted, grabbing her backpack off the entry table she would usually place the bag. My beautiful and gorgeous baby girl, Polly, was a little genius at 8 years old and was in the ninth grade grade, which put her seven years younger than her classmates. Several of the kids in her class would pick on her because of her age, size, and for how smart she was. Her little genius head was something she got from her father.

“I know baby girl but I has to work today. And remember, it’s Friday so tomorrow we can spend all day on the couch watching movies.” I held her hand as we walked to the car. As I lifted her up into her booster seat I would feel eyes  watching us.

“Mom, can we talk to Hawk tonight?” Polly asked as I climbed into the driver seat.

I smiled back at her, noticing a black SUV down the block behind us, “Would you rather talk to him right now?” I asked and connected my phone to the car. She cheered as I pressed the contact for my old friend. 

“Well if it isn’t one of my favorite people ever.” A deep voice answered immediately.

“Hey Barton, I got a request to talk to you before drop off.”

“Little bird?!” He cheered happily. The two started talking animatedly with each other. I looked behind us noticing the SUV following. As the two kept talking I put on the song Walking in Memphis. “What’s wrong?”

“Just got something on my foot.” I mumbled, looking in the rearview mirror. Clint and I have been best friends ever since I joined the Avengers nearly ten years ago. We would get teamed up the most along with Natasha. While on missions we would use code words if we were in trouble. Anytime we would play, sing, or hum Walking in Memphis, it would let the other person know that something was up. The phrase ‘something on my foot’ meant we were being followed.

“Keep driving. Don’t stop. Don’t take Polly to school.” Polly cheered about no school, “We’ve been having issues with HYDRA.” Clint spoke quickly, you could hear him running around most likely gathering his equipment for extraction.

“Clint, you can’t bring him.” I spoke softly.

“I’ll do my best to keep him away. Nat and I will be there ASAP.”

*Clint’s POV*

I quickly began rushing around gathering all my equipment needed to get Y/N and Polly out of there. After throwing my bow over my shoulder, I walked into the kitchen to find Nat sitting at the kitchen island reading a file with Tony fixing a pot of coffee.

“I didn’t know you had a mission scheduled.” Nat said as she looked up from the file.

“It’s an extraction actually.” I looked over to Tony, “In Memphis.” She immediately pushed her seat back and stood up, causing the billionaire to look back.

“Are they ok?” She asked as the two of us headed to the hanger for the quintjet.

“I don’t know. She said that someone was following her.” I said as we climbed onto the aircraft.

 “HYDRA?” Nat asked, starting the plane up. We both buckled in and put on headsets.

“Gonna assume so.” I sighed and looked over to my other best friend. “We’re gonna have to bring them back here aren’t we?”

“It’s the safest option for them.”

*original pov*

“Mommy I need to use the bathroom!” Polly whined, waking up from the back seat. I sighed and pulled over into the nearest gas station and dialed Clint’s phone.

“Is everything ok?” He answered after the first ring.

“I’m pulling over for a bathroom break. What’s your ETA?” I asked and looked all around before stepping out of the car. I stayed on the phone as I opened up the back door and helped Polly down.

“We’re about 30 minutes out. We’ve got your location pinged.” 

“We?” I asked, my voice shaking with worry.

“It’s just me and Nat.”

“How’s little bird?” Her soft voice echoed through the receiver. 

“She’s doing good.” I smiled and held out the phone, “Wanna speak to Auntie Nat?” Polly quickly took the phone talking with the deadly woman. I carried her into the gas station and into the bathroom, taking the phone while she did her business. Once she was finished and had her hands washed I handed back her phone.

 “Momma, Auntie Nat said they we’re almost here. Are we going on a trip?”

“Kinda baby girl.” I eyed the cashier as we walked past then looked down at Polly, “Rappelez-vous que je vous ai parlé des mauvaises personnes que je chassais?” (Remember I told you about the bad people I used to chase?)

“Ils nous poursuivent cette fois??” She asked, her eyes widening in fear. (Are they chasing us this time?)

“l'araignée et l'oiseau viennent nous sauver.” I smiled and reassured her and picked her up taking the phone to speak to Nat

.“quand le petit oiseau a-t-il appris le français?” Nat chuckled through the phone, “Were at your location by the way.”

 I walked out of the building to see the quintet landing in the field next to the gas station. I let out a sigh of relief and went to the car grabbing Polly’s backpack. As I turned around the ramp dropped down and I sat her down letting her run to the two familiar people coming down. 

“My little bird!” Clint yelled, scooped her up, and squeezed her tightly. The small girl hugged him back just as tight, or as tight as she possibly could. Natasha wrapped her slender arms around me.

“Is everything ok?” She asked softly. I nodded but saw a familiar SUV speeding down the road.

“We have to go.” I pulled Natasha’s hand into the jet and Clint followed quickly behind, holding tightly onto Polly. As soon as the two agents got seated they started up the engines and within five minutes took off. I watched out of the front window as the SUV drifted into the parking lot. Five men all jumped out with guns pointed at the aircraft.

“Where are we going now Mom?” Polly asked from the seat Clint has quickly buckled her into. I sighed and walked over sitting beside her.

“Far away from Memphis baby girl.” I kissed her forehead.

*Tony’s POV*

After Natasha and Bird Brain #1 left I went about my day as usual, trying to develop new suits or improving something else in the building, 

“Tony, do you know where Nat is?” James asked as he came in, sitting beside me.

“Her and Clint went on some kind of extraction mission or whatever.” I shrugged moving back and forth between the screens in front of me.

“What the hell? We were supposed to train together.” He scrunched his eyebrows together. “Do you know where they went?” He asked, picking up one of the tools and fiddling with it.

“I think Clint said Memphis.” I mumbled and the tool immediately fell from his hands.

“Memphis? I uhhhh, I got to go.” As he stood up the stool he was sitting on fell over and he sprinted out of the room.

“Tony, I just wanted to remind you about the charity ball tonight.” Pepper came in a minute later after Bucky fled the room, “We have to be there by 8 o’clock and it’s noon now.” She wrapped her arms around my shoulders from behind. I smiled and kissed one of her arms and kissed the ring on her left hand. 

“I’ll promise to be there. Will I be on time? Who knows.” I spun around in my chair leaning my head on her torso. She let out a chuckle and raked her fingers through my hair. I looked up at the sound of the quintjet coming near and getting ready to land. 

“I have a bone to pick with those two.” I grumbled and stood up. I placed a soft kiss on Pepper’s lips and walked out, my arms crossed over my chest.

“Tony, I could use your help inside!” Steve ran out. “Uhhh I don’t know how to work the internets!”

 “What’s going on?” I started to get suspicious with how everyone was acting. Steve for sure knows how to use the internet. I’ve seen his search history. Steve kept trying to get me to go back inside as the jet opened up. Clint and Natasha walked down and once they saw me they both froze.

“Tony, the security council was wanting to have a meeting over the reports from last month.” Pepper came out as well and stopped as Clint and Natasha came down. Behind the two spies was a familiar outline and I could practically feel my heart stop. Again.

Y/N was coming out of the jet with a small child hanging off of her. She sat the child down and I got a good look at her.

 “So, Memphis?” I looked between the three adults and the child standing before me, my heart rate picking up. I Bent down, my hands on my knees, as I tried to control my now quickened breathing. 

Pepper looked back and forth between the girl and me, “I’ll let the people with the ball know that you’re not going to make it.”