Her Highness (Undergoing Heavy Editing)

Wounds Are Forgotten, But The Pain Remains

Previously

"Result?", The voice on the other side asked. Kaal's personal assistant smiled broadly.

"Long live Her Highness."
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Bruce's P.O.V.

By now (Y/n) had manged to calm me down and I put on a shirt. Her hair was still open. She had changed back into her civilian attire and she had discarded her tiara because the last thing, in her words, she wanted was attention in the place we were going to.

All of us had decided that once we send Loki for further interrogation, we would come to that Shawarma joint Tony suggested.

It was a tiny and cosy fast food joint contrary to the luxurious 5 star hotels I had been to for my conferences or with (Y/n).

Ratri was seated comfortably next to her mistress' leg devouring her Shawarma, gaining pets from the team once in a while.

That was one interesting facts thing about Ratri. Rather having raw meat like others of her species she preferred having human food or cooked food.

With my left hand I gave the tigress a scratch her head and had just bitten into my 3rd Shawarma of the day when my best friend got up to order one more round and our smoothies.

Steve pushed his chair back and stood up.

"I'll be back." He went towards the same counter our leader was standing at waiting for our drinks.

"You better not be thinking about making a move on her Capsicle!", Tony yelled which clearly was heard by everyone present in the little restaurant. I could see the super soldier change shades of red.

"You had to Tony?", I asked looking at him. As an answer the billionaire just shrugged and brushed his hand over Ratri's fur.

Steve's P.O.V.

I walked up and stood next to (Y/n) who was leaning on the counter, tapping on it rhythmically. The most informal that I had ever seen her.

"So, you know how to play?", I asked as a conversation starter. She looked at me.

"Being a crown princess teaches you many things, Captain. I know how to play, owning a wide collection of guitars myself. I know how to cook. Yeah I know surprising. I am not a shabby dancer either and my voice? Well let's just say you won't go deaf after hearing me sing." I laughed a little at hearing her last statement and (Y/n) smiled. "But that's not the reason you came here, did you?", She said standing up and looking at me in my eyes.

"No. I came here to congratulate you on your successful attempt at leading this group of misfits." She smiled looking at her feet.

"Then you should congratulate youself too." I looked up at her, confused.

"Meaning?", I asked. She laughed lightly and folded her hands.

"You know Captain, as you said I am supposedly to lead this so called team.", (Y/n) commented after a while with a sigh. "I can't even lead my own life without me going absolutely insane or blowing it up completely or doing something reckless.", She confessed.

"You won't blow this, (Y/n).", I reassured.

"You're right, I won't. Not with you helping me out.", She said subtly. I didn't understand what she said at first but when I did, I snapped my head towards her, to find (Y/n) smirking.

"Did you just... Just..."

"Ask you to be my beta? Yes I did. Only if you will accept it, that is.", She replied shrugging. I was so ecstatic I wanted to jump up and down in my place but my discipline as a soldier forbade me from doing so. I then cleared my throat and smiled.