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He [accidentally] hurts you.

Steve: You're at the park just playing around since you were bored and had nothing to do at home. After playing cards sitting on the grass, he gets up and challenges you to a running race. Although you know you're going to lose, you accept and get up. "The first one to run around the park three times, wins." I nod stretching up a little bit. "Alright. On your mark... Ready, set... Go!" he speeds off way faster than you. As you reach the half of the first round, he appears from behind you and pushes your shoulder lightly. "On your left!" he says as he runs away from you, making you giggle. As you reach the second half, you hear his steps coming close and know he'll be running past you again soon. "On your left!" he says again as he pushes your shoulder again, this time a little bit harder, making you lose your pace, trip and fall. "OW!" you yell as you land on the floor, getting multiple scratches on your hands as you used them as protection to avoid hitting your face. "Oh God, (Y/N) I am so, so sorry! Please forgive me!" Steve said as he tried to get you up. "It's okay, I'm fine" you say, forcing the few tears on your eyes to hold back. He took you home and helped you heal the scatches, apologising a million times.

Tony: He was trying one of his thousands of failing invents. This time it was a kind-of-half-robot-half-food-machine which would give you any packed food you ordered like cookies, chips, peanuts, etcetera. He was sure this time it'd work as he had tried many times before to create one that actually worked, but every single one of them had exploded on the process. But he was convinced it'd work this time. He called you to watch the demostration of the machine. He made you sit on a chair next to him and turned on the robot-machine with a remote control. "Okay, (Y/N), now you may order what you want." He said. "Umm... I want chocolate chip cookies." you replied. The machine repeated with a robitic voice, "chocolate chip cookies" followed by some buzzing and beeping and a pack of cookies was thrown right into your hands. "Awesome!" you exclaimed and Tony smirked. But then... "Chocolate chip cookies" the machine repeated and started to throw random things at you. "Ow!" you exclaimed when a pistachios bad hit your eye. "God, I am so, so sorry, (Y/N)!" Tony apologized as he tried to stop the machine. You covered yourself with your arms but your eye was already purple.

Clint: [[Sorry it's short but I had no inspiration]]. One night after dinner you were bored. There was nothing good on TV, you had watched all the movies already. Clint decided to show you his archery skills, shooting darts at the little bullseye hanging from the wall. "Sit back and look" he said raising an eyebrow. You sighed. This was like the 100th time he showed you this, but whatever. You just stood next to the table, resting your hands on it and watched him shoot the first dart perfectly at the mere center of the bullseye. "Yas!" He exclaimed, throwing his fist in the air, hitting you right in your chin. "Ouch!" You say, holding your face with a painful expression. "Oh God, (Y/N) are you okay? Oh God I am so sorry, please forgive me! God I am so stupid!" "It's okay, it's okay..." You say trying to hold back the tears.

Bruce: You were helping him organize his lab, papers, science instruments, pens and pencils, chemicals, etcetera. As you were organizing the investigation papers he had all over the computer desk, he takes out from a closet a box which said "dangerous chemicals" on the lid, and places it on another desk. You finish placing the papers on folders and getting them on the correct drawers and join him. He was trying to recognize and tag every chemical. "Can I help?" you ask taking one of the chemicals from the box without gloves. "No, leave it..!" he tries to stop you but only makes it worse. The chemical drops from the tube into your hand and wrist when he tries to take it from you. "AAAGGHHH IT BURNS!" you yell shaking your hand desperately. "I'm sorry, (Y/N), let me help you!" he said taking you to the sink and washing your hand and wrist. You ended up with a large first degree burn all the way from your fingers to your wrist, and Bruce, feeling super guilty.