(Request for Marvel_Is_Perfection! I hope you enjoy it!)
(Name) awoke abruptly when the door to her and Matt's shared apartment was slammed loudly.
She stood up, slipping into a robe and some house slippers before walking into the living area.
Matt sat down on the couch and let his head fall back against the seat, his chest rising and falling in hammered pants.
"Honey, are you alright?"
He didn't say anything as he stood up and walked into the bathroom, (Name) following him and pulling out a first aid kit.
She watched him sit down on the toilet and face her, a distraught look plastered on his face. Being the overly protective girlfriend she was, (Name) got on her knees and began cleaning Matt's chest wounds.
He hissed at a tender spot and (Name) sighed, dabbing it clean. "So, care to tell me what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Matt, you can te-"
He stood abruptly and side stepped her, "I don't want to fucking talk about it! Will you stop being annoying and just go back to bed!"
(Name) cowered back, holding the kit in her hands. "Alright...I'll leave you alone, since I'm so annoying to you..." She walked away, the bedroom door slamming in her agitation.
Later on, a warm pair of arms wrapped themselves around (Name)'s waist and her eyes snapped open.
"I'm sorry...I didnt mean what I said back there..."
(Name) smiled, even though she had been hurt from what he said, she knew he hadn't meant to be so harsh. Missions could be tough to everyone now and then, and she was sure Matt had had just a bad one.
The (brunette, blond, etc.) turned around and looked into Matt's eyes. Even though he couldn't see, he could still tell that she was smiling mad.
"Sweetie, its ok. I'm fine, no damage was done, and your nice and cleaned up now, so don't worry about it."
Matt smiled, tightening his arms and leaning in towards (Name)'s lips.
Her soft lips connected with his and he groaned. The kiss got deeper as Matt climbed on top of (Name), his hands tangling in the ends of her hair.
Matt ran his tongue along (Name)'s bottom lip and she gasped, letting his tongue slip into her mouth.
She moaned, running her fingers through Matt's soft locks. He pulled her body flush against his and groaned again. Thier lips left each others as fast as they united as (Name) pulled away for air, a string of saliva connecting the two's lips.
She giggled, "you can never stay mad at me."
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Marvel Imagines
Fanfiction(I take requests!) This is practically just a book of scenarios between the reader and a Marvel character. Although I do more Avenger ones but shhhhh. It is also currently under editing because I've become a much better writer, I like to think, alth...
