Peter

It was Friday, and we were having a sleepover at Valkyrie's house. The group was situated into the one of the guest rooms of her house, which had two sets of bunk beds, each level of beds holding two people. From what I heard, the bedding arrangements were: I would be sharing a bed with Quentin, Steve and Bucky would share, Loki and Pietro would share a bed, and Val and Wanda would share a bed. 

I think she did this on purpose because she knew I had a crush on Quinn and that Steve and Bucky had a crush on one another. I regret confiding in here about my crush on him. But, I pushed the sleeping arrangements to the back of my mind and enjoyed the events of tonight.

"What do all of you want to do?" Val asked us, laying on her back like a star fish.

"I don't know what do you want to do?" I ask back. 

"Something, but I don't know what." She answered. 

We all sat or laid around on the floor, doing nothing, waiting for something to happen. Then we heard the snap of a digital camera, and we all looked at Steve, holding up his phone. He takes another picture.

"I'm gonna be featured in the art program thing, you guys know that. I need reference pictures, and all of you gave me consent to take reference photos of fall of you." He reasons.

"He is right." Quinn replied. "At least, I know that for Pete and I. Not sure about the rest of you."

Everyone else nods.

"Wanna have a bake off?" Val asked, everyone agreed out of boredom. "Since Steve and Wanda can cook the best out of all of us, so they should judge. We have an extra kitchen down here, we just need the ingredients. Steve, Wanda, come up with desserts for us to bake and while we're out getting the ingredients, you can print the instructions."

Partners were made and everyone went there separate ways and went to different shopping places. Quinn and I went to Kroger and got our ingredients for cookies, cake, and lemon squares. Steve and Wanda said the last category would be something of our choice, as long as another team didn't already pick it. 

We looked up the ingredients we needed, sending the links to Steve and Wanda so that they could print out the right ingredients for us by the time we all get back. 

By the time we get back, the instructions were printed out and laid out in three separate piles for the three teams. We finish setting everything up and we began. Quinn and I lost in the end, the lemon squares not coming out right, the cookies were burned, and the cake was gummy. We had fun though, which was nice. 

Quinn and I ended up messy because he kept rubbing frosting on my face and hair, so I got him back. Val let us use the two bathrooms down here to get clean. I brought my pajamas into the bathroom with me and took a shower. I put my pajamas on once I washed everything sticky off in the shower. 

I walk out, wet hair and damp clothes, and it felt like Quinn kept staring at me. I don't know why because he wasn't even looking at me, he was always looking away from me or at something just over my shoulder. 

I ignored the sneaking feeling and got in on the top bunk of one of the bunk beds, being really tired. Everyone else followed suit and got into the beds, also tired. There was no expected fighting between the rest of them over top and bottom bunks surprisingly, and we all went to sleep. It was nice to feel the heat of Quinn's body next to me, it was comforting.