Avengers x Reader: Storm
(Author’s Note: Heyo, Rainy here! Just a little something I wanted to post in between requests. I was feeling kind of lonely last night and came up with this idea just because. Just some silly fluff to cheer you up if you need it! Also, gif is not mine. Credit to original owner!)
It was an ordinary day in Avengers Tower. No villains. No evil plots or schemes to sabotage. It seemed that the crappy weather had taken care of that. Gray clouds seemed to cover the entire city of New York, and what little patches of sky were visible were dark as well. Raindrops covered the windows and tap-tapped on the roof.
Steve and Bucky sat on either end of the leather couch in the hangout at the top floor of Avengers Tower. You stretched out across them, head resting on Bucky’s lap and legs dangling across Steve’s. Both soldiers watched rather boredly as you flipped through the TV channels, one arm draped across your forehead dramatically. It was a miserable day, and what better way to be bored than with your friends?
Footsteps echoed on the smooth floor, signaling Tony Stark’s entrance. The eccentric billionaire donned a t-shirt and pair of ripped jeans instead of a suit, which meant he had been busy working in the garage on his Iron Man tech. He paced over to the bar to pour himself a quick glass of water, most likely parched from his work. He gulped the clear liquid down, pausing to stare at the three of you in between gulps. You, Bucky, and Steve stared back at him until, finally, he set the glass down and spoke.
“Yeesh, what’s going on in here? You all look miserable.”
“Thanks. It’s really nice to see you too,” you quipped, giving him a look.
“Yeah, I could tell by your faces when I walked in the room. They just lit up.” His retort earned a snort from each of you, and he stuffed his hands in his pockets, sparing a glance out the window. “Weather’s got you down?”
“I had plans to go out for a jog,” Steve explained, resting his chin on the palm of his hand.
“And I wanted to visit the store. We’re out of plums,” Bucky grumbled, arms folded.
“Not to mention I was going to head down to Central Park for a relaxing afternoon out,” you added. “Basically, the rain messed up all our plans.”
“So we’re just here being bored together,” Bucky finished, eyes fixed on the TV screen which had gone static.
Tony rolled his eyes unsympathetically, walking to stand in front of the TV screen. “Okay, first of all, Steve, there is a very expensive workout room that I had built into the basement of the Tower, complete with a running track.”
“It’s not really the same, you know?” Steve shrugged. “I like being out in the morning air and seeing the sun come up.”
Tony gave him a look, but moved on. “And Bucky, are you really going to let rain come between you and your plums? Man up, put on a trench coat, and go out.”
Lastly, Tony’s gaze rested on you. “_______, you do realize this is Avengers Tower. We have an indoor pool, food, a library, food. That sounds like a pretty relaxing afternoon to me.”
“I’ve done all that stuff already,” you stretched your arms out and yawned.
“Whatever. It’s not like I invested a whole lot of money in-” The pounding of rain on the windows increased until it nearly drowned out his voice. A deafening boom of thunder sounded, and lightning flashed.
“Wow. That doesn’t sound too good,” you mused. “We should turn the lights off.”
Tony looked at you as if you had suggested everyone dress up as clowns and go running through the streets of New York.. “Why?”
“To watch the storm. I like feeling all safe and cozy inside while that craziness is happening outside.”
“Me too,” Steve agreed. “That’s a good idea. Let’s do it.”
Even Bucky’s usual scowl was replaced by a smile at the idea. “I like the sound of that.”
That was yet another reason why you got along with them so well. Tony and the others were so reliant on technology, that they sometimes forgot to sit back and enjoy the simpler things in life. Steve and Bucky enjoyed technology and its benefits, but like you, they were a bit old-fashioned and liked to step away and take time to appreciate other things.
“Come on, Stark. There’s more to life than heated pools and tinkering with robots,” Steve went on.
“Even most of your library is digital,” you pointed out.
“Yeah, pfft, electricity. Who needs that?” Tony joked, waving his hand dismissively. “Excuse me for taking advantage of modern conveniences. Sorry I’m not a tree-hugging, bird-watching nymph like all of you.”
Bucky snorted, and you laughed. You sat up and went around the room, shutting off lights along the way. Steve jumped to his feet and took care of the last set of lights before the two of you rejoined Bucky on the couch, you snuggled in between them. The room was very dark, save for the dim light from the gray sky that seeped in through the windows.
“Come sit,” you motioned for Tony to take a seat. You could see his outline hesitate before shrugging and walking over to sit down on Bucky’s other side. “There. Isn’t this nice?”
Thunder continued to boom, lightning flashed, and the rain thrummed against the windows harshly. It might be a scary thing to witness, but snuggled in between two very good friends that you trusted, you felt safe and warm.
“You know,” Tony broke the silence in the conversation. “This is actually really nice.”
“Yep,” you agreed with a nod. “But something’s missing…”
“We need a fort,” Steve chuckled.
“Exactly. See, this is why we’re friends.” You jumped up and hurried out of the room before anyone could protest. “Be right back! I’m just going to grab some materials!” You headed straight for the nearest closet full of sheets, towels, extra pillows, etc…And started gathering everything you could carry.
“I have to admit, when you mentioned a fort, I thought this would be stupid,” Tony confessed. “But this…This right here is awesome.”
“It’s perfect,” you agreed, tossing a couple of flashlights inside.
Bucky was making the finishing touches, setting down a stack of books to hold a sheet in place. Even you hadn’t expected it to turn out so cool. It really was an impressive fort.
“We good?” Steve asked.
“Yeah, this should hold up just fine,” Bucky replied. You dropped to your hands and knees and crawled in to bury yourself in the pile of blankets and pillows. Bucky ducked in, chuckling as you rolled yourself up like a burrito.
“Steve! Tony! Come on in!” you called.
Steve crawled in, following by Tony fumbling his way in. Both of them found their own blankets and pillows and got comfortable. The four of you turned your attention to the little window the group made so you could see the storm. A loud boom of thunder sounded, and you rolled over to snuggle against Bucky’s side.
“Comfortable?” he asked, unable to hide a small smile.
You grinned up at him. “Very”
Tony shifted so that he was lying obnoxiously across your stomach. “Me too.”
“Dork.” You ruffled his hair.
“Hey, not cool.”
“Oh my gosh!” a new, but familiar, voice exclaimed from somewhere outside the fort. “Is that a fort?”
“Clint, care to join us?” Steve called.
“Heck yeah!” He bounded over to scrambled inside. A few of you had to move over to make room. “Wow, this is so cool. You guys watching the storm?”
“Yep, it’s actually more fun that I thought it would be,” Tony replied.
“Nat would love this.”
“Love what?” The read-headed agent appeared at the entrance of the fort suddenly, making all of you jump in surprise. Clint screamed. “Calm down,” Natasha told him. “It’s only me.”
“Bruce?” you questioned. “Is that you?”
“Oh gosh, we seriously are going to need more room,” Clint commented. The next thing you knew, everyone was squeezed in beside each other in the fort.
“This is ridiculous,” Natasha said, but you could see the smile on her face.
“Rogers. You wouldn’t mind getting your elbow out of my shoulder, would you?”
“Well maybe your shoulder needs to get off my elbow, Tony.”
Most of you were chuckling and playfully shoving each other. Except Bruce, who was struggling with the fact he was in such a small space. It was such a silly and fun time, a nice change from all the high-stress situations the lot of you were usually in. Meanwhile, the storm went on outside.
You thought it was unfortunate that the rest of the team couldn’t be there to enjoy it, but they had their own missions to deal with. Your group spent the rest of the stormy evening talking and laughing over just about everything. After the conversation died down, you all fell into a comfortable silence. You were pretty sure you heard Tony snoring. That guy almost never slept, so this was probably good for him. It was so calming that you felt your eyelids growing heavy.
“Go ahead and sleep, doll,” Bucky told you quietly, patting your shoulder.
“Yes. Sleep. Just please don’t snore.”
“Shut up, Barton.”