You arrive on the floor to realize that most of the avengers are asleep. The ones that aren't, are cuddled up in the fort.
"(Y/N) can we have a bedtime story."
Bruce whispers.
"Sure."
You respond. Trying not to wake the sleeping hero's you walk to the book shelf. You pull out the first book you see, a wrinkle in time. You decided to only read them one chapter.
"It was a dark and stormy night."
You read. When you finish the chapter everyone is cuddling and sleeping, so you put the book away. Walking to the elevator, you stub your big toe.
"Damn it."
Your whispered. You hear someone shift, and you whip around silently. To see everyone still asleep, Natasha draped over everyone. You sigh and get on the elevator.
You get ready for bed. Then with a yawn and a big stretch, you flip down onto your bed and cuddle into the sheets. Falling into a deep slumber. At 1:27 A.M, early yeah, but you had a big day.
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Avenging Sober
FanfictionYou are a Avenger, you are actually the youngest Avenger at the young age of 14. You lived in the tower with most of them, and sometimes you felt the most mature. In this story you will have to deal with drunk, Tony, Thor, Loki, Bucky, Steve, Natash...
