Tony

Tony Stark was known for his sarcasm and I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude. So last night when you spent quite a personal time together, he proved the rumours wrong yet again for you. It was your 2nd year with tony stark and things couldn't be better. You went through the clothes on the floor and found his ACDC tank top and quickly put it on your shivering frame. Not like the shirt helped anyway.

"Jarvis, can you please turn the heater on?" You asked and Jarvis responded almost straight away.

"Of course, Miss (y/l/n)."

"Thanks, buddy." As you walked through the hallways and towards the lab where Tony would probably be. You heard the sound of metal on metal and Tony yelling in anger.

"Tell the United States to shove their ideas, up there ass Rhodey." He snarled and you walked towards the room in his shirt and nothing else. As you stood on the other side of the glass door with your arms crossed and both eyes turned towards you, Tony's mask flicked up and he gave a small smile.

"Hello, sexy." He winked and you blushed slightly but tried not to let it show.

"Hi. What's going on?" You demanded and he didn't reply for a few seconds but continued to have eye sex with your body from head to toe.

"I'm sorry. But I can't think when you're in my clothes." He held up a hand to Rhodey in his war machine suit to wait and you waved politely.

"Hi, (y/n)." He greeted and you smiled broadly as tony swaggered his way towards you.

"You're distracting me." He accused quietly and you rolled your eyes, making him let out another small whine, "you're really distracting me."

You turned on your heel and swung your hips all the way down the hallway with a smirk on your lips.

"Sorry Tony, it's what I do."

Steve

Waking, you couldn't find your shirt in the clothes scattered around your room. So sleepily putting on one of Steve's shirts that were hanging on the bedpost, where you had most likely thrown it in the heat on things of last night. Whoops.

After slipping on the shirt you let out a small yawn and opened the bedroom door that leads to the kitchen. You smelt the bacon that was cooking and your stomach let out an involuntary grumble, signifying how hungry you were. You looked up and saw Steve giving you a once over with wide eyes while cooking what looked like scrambled eggs.

"See something you like?" You teased and sat on the kitchen stool, propping her elbows up and leaning your head on your hands.

"You can wear my shirts whenever you want." He rasped and you let out a giggle.

Thor

Thor's cape was the reason you slept at night. Literally. It was like your blankie and whenever Thor went to Asgard for a day he would let you keep his cape, a promise that he would always come back.

You were currently cuddled up in bed and watching Sherlock on your phone as you waited for Thor to come back. The red cape was draped over your body like a mummy wrap and you weren't planning on getting out of it soon.

Thor always told you he would take you to Asgard one day and you were excited for that day to come. You heard a giant thump from the hallway and you got up and ran. Cape trailing behind you straight into Thor's arms as he laughed in joy.

"I missed you so much!" You cried and wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling joy and peace run through your veins.

"I missed you more, my princess."

Clint

Maybe you could steal his super cool jacket. Maybe you couldn't but right now you were taking advantage of this situation of him being asleep for once in his life.

You slowly snuck into his room and tugged on the jacket that was on the other side of the door when a deep

"You look hot." Came from behind you. You let out a small shriek and jumped 8 feet into the air only to spot Clint looking you up and down with his eyebrow raised.

"I look hot?" You asked and he nodded, wrapping his arms around your small waist and placing a firm kiss on your lips.

"Don't you forget it."

Bruce

You were with Bruce in the lab and were sitting on a wheelie chair. Spinning yourself around the room and catching yourself on workbenches, then flinging yourself in the opposite direction.

You flung yourself in the direction of Bruce's lab coat and got to your feet. Tugging it on your frame and striking a ridiculous pose.

"I'm Bruce banner and I stand for science and stuff." You heard a laugh from the other side of the room and you lifted your head to see a twinkle in Bruce's eyes that you had never seen before.

"You too cute, (y/n)."

Bucky

The one thing you loved of Bucky's was his leather jacket. You always found yourself wearing it around the house and he always wrapped it around your shoulders when you went out for a date.

Today while Bucky was out on a mission you were watching doctor who on the couch with his jacket draped over your shoulders. You loved how warm it kept you and you also were wearing a pair of his sweatpants.

You were slowly drifting off as the glum weather continued outside. Your eyes just fluttered shut when a hand appeared on your shoulder and you let out a scream. You grabbed the person by their arm. Bionic Arm. Oh.

You turned into Bucky's embrace and hugged him tightly. He let out a small chuckle and put his hands on your hips, squeezing them a little as he laughed again.

"You're wearing my clothes again?" He asked with mock horror and you just pouted, giving him a small teasing kiss, "they'll probably look better off."

Loki

You yawned and got up from the couch after a Supernatural marathon. Metatron can go see Michael in the cage after what he's done.

Loki was currently with the avengers sorting out some supervillain who needed an attitude adjustment and pronto. So why not send in the ruler of all attitude adjustments, Loki.

He basically lived in your apartment now because he didn't like stark tower for some unknown reason. *cough* tony *cough* so you offered him a place to stay at your apartment. Of course
he never actually left. As you unwrapped yourself from your piles of blankets, they chilling air of your apartment nipped at your skin like a vicious wolf in the middle of winter.

You grabbed the nearest thing you had lying around the house and slipped it over your small frame. The first thing you noticed was how big this shirt was on you and the second thing you noticed was that this wasn't your shirt and it was most definitely Loki's. But you didn't care because the long sleeves went past your hands making you feel like a tiny child.

"Is that my shirt?" A new voice inquired from the doorway and you turned to spot Loki, you god of mischief standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face, "darling, you look stunning in my clothing."

"I'll keep that in mind." You purred and made your way towards him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and your arms went around his neck as you gave him a long and passionate kiss.