Tony-

“Congratulations (y/n) we’re going to Paris!” Tony declared loudly as he slammed your bedroom door open. You, of course, reacted as any other normal person would and threw your alarm clock at him while you screamed at the top of your lungs.

“Jeez Tony, how many times do I have to tell you; stop doing that!” you shouted at him once you realized who it was, “Ugh, I never should have given you a key.”
“Very true now get up.” he demanded as he pulled the cover off your body with the force of a body slam and you let out a yowl that a dying cat would’ve used. Tony snickered at your response before he pulled the pillow out from under your head and began to hit you with it.

“Get… up… we… are… going… to …Paris!” he shouted in-between blows.

“Paris?” your head instantly popped up and you stared at Tony with hopeful eyes until he nodded his head. A grin broke out on your face and before Tony could process what was happening you were already in the shower singing about going to Paris. Tony smiled to himself as he flung your cover and pillow back unto your bed before collapsing on the bed to wait for you.

~~~ Time jump to when you’re ready~~~

“Come on Tony get up.” you practically giggled as you shook your boyfriend awake. Tony groaned but did get up after you tugged on his arm a couple of times. With a grin you snatched up Tony’s hand and began to skip out the door and down the stairs. A limo waited for you at the curb and you didn’t even hesitate to get in after Tony opened up the door, even though you could clearly see that it was only one in the morning and your body was telling you to go back to bed. The moment you both of you were nestled inside you curled into Tony’s side and gave him a one armed hug around his stomach.

“Go to sleep, I’ll wake you when we get there.” He whispered to you softly and soon you found yourself drifting off and not even Tony picking you up and carrying you into his private jet woke you up.

~~~Much, much later~~~~~

“Rise and shine, Sweetums.” Tony stated, even though you were already awake, while he poked your cheek, “You’ lucky woman’ get to plan our day today.”

“Oh my ‘G’ we’re in Paris!” you cried with enthusiasm as you slowly walked out of the plane.  You grabbed Tony’s hand and practically drug him away from the aircraft while you streamed off a small list of things to do, “First, we’re going to see the Eiffel Tower then we’re going to find a park and take a stroll, and then we’ll find the best restaurant around. After that you can pick what we do.”

“Whatever you say Sweetums.” Tony smiled and quickly pressed a kiss to your temple before he pulled out a camera and prepared himself for a day full of fangirling over Paris.

Steve-

     The gentle rocking of a car made your eyes shoot open but the world was dark around you. You recognized the fact that a blindfold covered nearly half your face and a shout of panic rose to your lips only to have a hand clamp over your mouth.

“Relax Honey, it’s me.” Steve reassured you of your safety as his hand slid away from his face. You glared at him from under your blindfold as your ragged breathes slowly returned to normal.

“Where are we going?” you asked after what seemed like an eternity of driving, which was actually just a mere ten minutes.

“Can’t say but we’re almost there.”
    You groaned softly and let your head bang back against the head rest,” Well happy Valentine’s Day even though you thought kidnapping me was a good idea.”

“Hmm alright, I’m sorry for kidnapping you but really it’s more like borrowing.”

“Yeah that makes it so much better,” you giggled while you lightly punched Steve’s arm, “I might just have to tell Fury about this.”

“Aw don’t do that then you wouldn’t get your surprise.” Steve grinned at you even though you couldn’t see it, “Besides we’ve made it and Fury is nowhere to be seen.”

     Your heart thumped in response and a giddy smile formed on your lips as he helped you out the car after a few minutes of him having already gotten out. The blindfold quickly fell off and after a few seconds of your eyes adjusting you let out a loud gasp.

“Oh my… Steve this is so amazingly sweet. Thank you.” You smiled at him through your tears before you pressed your lips against his.

“I’m glad you like it. I know it’s not a whole lot. So you know I…“ Steve began to ramble but you cut him you cut him off a hug.

“I think it’s perfect.” You told him while you let your gaze travel over the picnic of all your favorite foods and drinks laid out with the silhouette of the city in the background. You smiled at him one more time before you leaned up and found the perfect fit for your lips against his.

Clint-

“Clint!” you shouted with glee while you jumped into his arms, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“Happy Valentine’s Day (y/n)!” He replied with just as much vigor as you while he twirled you around before placing your feet back on the ground. You wrinkled your nose at him, paired with a small pout, and with a roll of his eyes he turned his back on you and crouched down. You did a small victory wiggle before you climbed onto his back and let out a, “Mush!”

“Gee and here I thought you liked me.” Clint mocked a hurt tone in his voice but a smile was on his face while he began the trek to his car.

“Of course I don’t like you.” You waited a few seconds for Clint’s face to fall before continuing, “I love you, ya idiot. And don’t you dare forget that.”

“Why do all your compliments come with insults?”

“Because if I told you how much I loved you all the time without the insults you’d get a big head.” You smiled cheekily as you slid off his back and pressed a kiss to his ear before getting into the car. The corners of Clint’s lips rose as you once again threw an insult into the mix; although it probably could be considered more of a fact. He quickly rounded the car to get into the driver’s side after closing your door, but you had already commandeered the cd player.

“You know one of these days I’m going to stop opening the door for you.” Clint commented as (favorite singer/band) blasted through the speakers.

“Oh please I’d still wind up with control of the radio and you know it. So where are we going anyway?”

“Somewhere.” He smiled at you and you shook your head in slight amusement before sticking your tongue out at him.  

~~~ A short drive later~~~

“We’re at your house. You couldn’t tell me this why?”

“Because then you would’ve screamed you’re not that type of girl and then jump out the car.”  Clint stated blandly and a grin rose to your lips as you recalled when you did in fact do that six months ago. You said nothing but got out the car with the smile still on your face and pretty much bounded up his front steps, but Clint pulled you hand away from the doorknob. You thought nothing of it since he always opens up doors for you but when he didn’t make a move to open it you did get a tad confused.

“Listen (y/n) I love you.” Clint stammered while he played with the fingers on your left hand.

“And I love you too.” You replied slightly taken aback by how nervous and serious he looked. Without warning he bent down on one knee and pulled out a (preferred ring).

 “Will you marry me?”  Your eyes widened and your breathe caught in your throat as tears began to form in your eyes at the question that you had hoped he would someday soon.

“Oh my gosh… yes!” you cried before jamming your lips against his only to have him pull away after a minute or two.

“Just to give you a heads up our engagement party is today… in fact they’re waiting for us now so we’ll have to continue this later.” He told you with disappointment laced into his voice; you sighed yourself before grabbing his hand and together you opened up the door and walked inside.

Bruce-

    You had just gotten out of the shower when a familiar ping sounded from your phone. With a large smile you hastily snatched up the device to read the text that you presumed would be from your boyfriend. The two of you had never really cared for Valentine’s Day and had agreed to merely exchange a greeting and maybe a few kisses as well.

Hey number 8 Happy Valentine’s Day xoxo Ps the other guy wishes you the same.

   You let out a small laugh and sent back your own Happy Valentine’s Day before you decided to head into the kitchen to make breakfast. You really didn’t feel like preparing anything so with your wrapped pop tarts in hand you flopped unto the couch just as your phone pinged again. You let out a loud groan as you remembered that you had left the thing on the kitchen table, but the idea that Bruce might have texted back got your lazy butt off the couch.

Can I come over at about six tonight?

 “Bruce never asks if he can come over.” You cocked an eyebrow at that suspicious question, but sent back your agreement.  You shrugged your shoulder though and resumed the consumption of the pop tarts while you figured out your plans for the day.

~~ skip to six o’clock~~

   A knock at the door signaled his arrival, but when you opened it you nearly let it close again in shock. Bruce gave you an adorably awkward smile while you assessed his dark suit and purple tie. You had suspicions that something like this would happen, but you never thought he’d show up in suit.

“You look very nice Bruce.” You complimented while you held the door open in a silent invitation to come in.

“Thank you (y/n) I’m glad somebody appreciates my talent.” Tony interrupted before Bruce could comment. Tony gave you a large grin before dropping a kiss on your cheek and a dress bag in your hands, “Have this and a nice time. You can thank me later, and don’t forget to send me a picture of how you look. I have a hot date with Pep so see ya.”

     You just blinked in shock at what had just happened and turned to Bruce for some sort of clarification.

“Tony found out we had no plans, kidnapped me, bought these clothes and made reservations at (favorite fancy restaurant).” Bruce explained with a what-can-you-do face and shrug.

“Well that was nice of him I guess.”

“Not really. He can’t wait to be called Uncle Tony.” Bruce told you and your eyes widened. That would explain why he emphasized ‘hot date’… and why the so called dress he gave you had just enough cloth to not get you arrested for nudity.

“Wanna stay home?”

“Yep.”

Thor-

      You groaned groggily as you smashed the snooze button on your blaring alarm clock. With a blissful sigh you snuggled deeper into your covers, but the smell of something sweet and slightly pungent crashed over you and forced you out of the loving warmth of your bed. Your eyes widened and jaw dropped as you took in the sight of about twenty vases of flowers arranged around your room. Before you had a chance to get up and investigate though the door to your room was kicked open.

“Hey Princess I brought you breakfast.” A masculine voice declared as you screamed in a mixture of fear and surprise. Thor raised an eyebrow at you while you quieted down and gave him a sheepish smile. He grinned back at you before placing a tray filled with (favorite breakfast food) on your lap.

“Oh, uh, thank you.” You felt extremely awkward as Thor sat down at the foot of bed, “So, um, is there any particular reason for all this?”

      Thor’s eyebrows furrowed as you gestured to the breakfast and surrounding flowers, “Today’s Valentine’s Day…. Isn’t it?”

“Um, no that’s three months away.” You told him while resisting the urge to laugh. Red rushed to Thor’s face and you carefully moved the tray to the nightstand and wrapped your arms around Thor’s middle.

“Let me guess Tony told you it was today didn’t he?”

“Clint.” Thor stated quietly and you were actually a tad surprised that Tony was innocent. Clint did seem to be fond of jokes but you had never known him to be the cause of any. With a quiet humph you pressed a kiss to Thor’s cheek while you tightened your hug.

“I’m afraid I have no clue when it comes to Midgardian celebrations.”

“That’s not true. After all this is really sweet and totally captures Valentine’s Day, you just got the date a little wrong that’s all.”

“I also planned for a marathon of your favorite movies. I went out and bought all the ones you didn’t have already.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day Thor.” You declared while giving him another tight squeeze before jumping from the bed, “Let’s go!”

     Thor laughed at your antics before running into the living room with you and tackling you to couch, “Happy Valentine’s Day (y/n)."

Loki-

“Get dressed (y/n).”Loki commanded as he threw one of your jackets at you; which you caught like a boss. You offered him a smirk before you stuck your arms through the sleeves and stood up in search of some pants.

“Why?” You questioned even though you were already following his orders.

“We’re going to the park.” Loki’s reply was muffled as he dug deeper into the closet for his own coat and you allowed yourself to ogle his backside for a few moments before you turned back to finding something to wear.

“If you think I need to lose weight just tell me.” You joked as you finally found a cute pair of pants that Loki loved on you. The moment you straightened up arms wrapped around your stomach and pulled you into Loki’s chest. With a small roll of your eyes you twisted in his grasp and wrinkled your nose at him.

“If you so much as lose one pound I’ll force you to gain it back.” A smile tugged at your lips, as his face held no hint of deceit, and you slowly lifted your head and gave him a kiss to the underside of his jaw. He tightened his grip on you but you reluctantly pulled away and headed for the bathroom to change out of your PJ bottoms.  

“Tease.” He called after you disappeared behind the door, but you did open it back up and stick your head out to wink at him.  Loki sneered at you and with a laugh you closed the door again and actually got changed that time.

“Well now let’s get going, though you know there will probably be a lot of people there today.” You stated as you grabbed your phone, wallet and car keys.

“How do you know?”

“Cause today’s Valentine’s Day and some couples think talking a walk in the park is romantic and then there are others who will picnic there.” You explained but Loki’s confusion didn’t go away if his face was any indication.

“What’s Valentine’s Day?” He asked as he held the door open for you.

“It’s a day where people show their love or appreciation for somebody.”

“How would one go about showing their love or appreciation?” He questioned the moment the two of you stepped into the elevator. Unfortunately you were the only ones in there so you opted to wait until the elevator reached the main floor before you answered.

“Most guys use candy or flowers but I prefer teddy bears.” You specified right as you passed a small table filled with assorted valentine things.

“Oh well then, happy Valentine’s Day.” Loki grinned at you while he snatched a teddy bear and flowers off the table beside him.  With a shake of your head you pulled out a small wad of cash and paid the shopkeeper before he got angry before turning towards a smiling Loki.

“Thank you Loki, but you didn’t have to get me anything.” You told him even though you were the one who paid for it, “But happy Valentine’s Day back. I’ll give you your gift when we get home.”

“Is it that teddy bear that’s dressed like me and holding a sign that says I’ll kneel for you?”

“Yes.”