Sean (Avengers Fanfiction)

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Pietro and I hung out a lot more after that, usually he'd come over to my floor and we'd watch Supernatural.

We were in the middle of season four when an Avenger alert tone went off.

"Captain Rogers has a mission that requires all Avengers," FRIDAY announced.

I looked at Pietro as I paused it, motioning for him to go.

He stood, "Don't watch it without me!" Pietro called before he used his speed to head off.

I leaned back into the couch before grabbing my laptop, choosing to play with crossword puzzles and word searches rather than worry about the mission.
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They all came back almost a day later.

I was in the kitchen with a buffet of food when they did.

Tony and Clint practically moaned when they smelled everything.

Everyone quickly seated and dug in, Steve hung back a little in favor of talking to me, "You know you don't have to do this, right?"

I nodded my head.

He patted my back. "Thanks though, we really appreciate it," Steve told me quietly before joining the others.

I watched them eat off to the side.

"Did you already eat Sean?" Pietro asked.

I nodded my head, 'How was mission?' I signed to Clint as he finished his current plate.

He groaned as he stretched, "It went pretty well, no casualties or serious injury, but the guy managed to escape," Clint answered.

I nodded my head in consideration. 'No injuries?' I signed, gesturing to the table.

Clint and a few others waved me off, "Just a few scrapes and bruises. We'll heal fine on our own,".

I nodded and sat in the counter by the sink.