THOR ODINSON
THE MIGHTY THOR

"Thor, brother" Loki patted his large shoulder underneath his suit.

"You have been staring at that fine maiden for what seems like hours. Go and converse." He gestured to you were you sat alone by then bar after Bruce had abandoned you.

"It's not that simple Loki, I cannot jus-"

"You can, things are different here on Midgard." He spoke back simply and when his face remained blank Loki smirked.

"I will find a way to bring her here then?"

"No, no, no." He shook his head quickly "I'll talk to her."

"Good." Loki gestured at you and Thor obliged to follow in that direction.

A god should not be this nervous to approach a mortal, but you were different.

A different that Thor really liked.

"Lady (Y/n)." You heard Thor's voice and immediately turned around.

"Yeah." You probably looked tired and completely over this party (because you were) but he seemed happy enough to talk to you.

"I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me." He looked around and seemed paranoid, no doubt because of Loki.

"Oh, um, of course." You were taken aback by the sudden question.

Thor, the god, going out with you?

Wait. A cute god, yeah, really adorable.

"Is that a yes." He asked with a broad smiled plastered on his face.

You nodded, afraid nothing would come out of your throat.

He took a seat next to you and you began to chat.

Seriously?

He just asked you out and he's this relaxed?

You didn't know why you were complaining, things with him are easier than you expected, everyone makes him out as this oaf, but he's really just a great person to talk to about nothing and everything.

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CLINTON "CLINT" BARTON
HAWK-EYE

Being best friends with Clint was ridiculously fun (especially during holidays like Christmas Eve, today) you would train and have lunch together. You were practically inseparable.

"Babeeeee" Clint called from the change room.

You squeezed your eyes together and felt butterflies in your stomach.

He would call you it as a joke, it's an ongoing thing but it made your insides jumble every time, okay, you definitely had a crush on your best friend.

It happens to other people right?

"Cliiiiint." You called back.

"Nat wants to meet us for Christmas Eve lunch." He strolled out of the room with a towel around his waist, completely shirtless.

"Ewwww." You shielded your eyes (it was really to cover your reddening cheeks.)

He chuckled "Surely you'd get used to it after three year."

"Nope." You slung your bag over your shoulder as he disappeared to fetch his.

.

When you arrived at Nat's newly appointed office you knocked on her door but quickly noticed it was open.

You let yourself in, only to find a note on her desk.

I've got the festive food, find it.

"What?" Clint furrowed his eyebrows as he peered over your shoulder.

You turned the note over.

Clue 1: Where did you meet???

"I just want food." He groaned.

"C'mon Barton, it's a treasure hunt." You cooed "You know you want to." You wiggled your eyebrows at him.

"Fineee." He grabbed your hand "But only because I love you."

You nearly jumped when he said it but you only walked in time with him.

I swear he's trying to ruin my soul. You thought

"Were are you leading me? We met during training..."

"No, no, remember when we crashed into each other when you got out of the elevator?"

You raised your eyebrows "Do you think she'll know that? I can't believe you even remembered."

He smiled at you "It's not everyday you nearly get knocked out by someone like you. I might have told her." He chuckled a bit and jogged to the elevator where a sticky note hung on the doorway.

Thank god he walked ahead because you must've looked like a boiled tomato.

Clue 2: Stark Towers; favourite hangout.

"Oh I know this one." You grinned.

.

When you arrived at the tower you both hurried to the kitchen on the top floor, you and Clint spent a lot of time near the fridge.

"Okay finally, some food." Clint didn't even look at the clue, he opened the fridge to find nothing.

He must've sworn a dozen times under his breathe before he turned to you.

"Can't we just get take out?"

You laughed and grabbed the clue "It's the last one anyway. We just gotta deal with the hunger. "

Final clue: Try (Y/n)'s bedroom, The wait was worth it, if you know what I mean... you'll get it later.

Xx Tasha

"She better have prepared a feast worthy of santa himself ." Clint laughed and wrapped his arm around your waist and led you to your room a few halls down.

"Holy-" you muttered as he opened your door.

"-Christmas." Clint finished

The whole room was lit by fairy lights, scattered around furniture and art. Two plates sat on the desk on the other side of room, complete with candles.

You, however, along with Clint were drawn to the bright note stuck to a box of chocolates on your bed.

Mistletoe.

It read.

You looked up as soon as you read it, to see the small leaves and white gum drops of the branch hanging on the ceiling.

When you looked at Clint he was staring at you.

His hand slowly lifted to your cheek and I sigh escaped his lips before he kissed you.

You could've fallen over if he didn't have his arms wrapped around your back.

When he pulled away he took a second to open his eyes.

"(Y/n), I've wanted to do that for years. "

"You could have done it sooner, Clint." You chuckled

"Babe. " he rolled his eyes.

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JAMES "BUCKY" BUCHANAN BARNES
THE WINTER SOLDIER

"Hey Buck, do you wanna catch a movie this weekend?" You asked nonchalantly even though you were physically exploding inside.

"I need to train with Steve." He blew you off as nonchalantly as you asked.

"Oh, well, hope it goes well." You put on a fake smile.

"Thanks." He smiled back at you, clearly unaware of what was going on.

As you made your way out the room you bumped into Bruce.

"S-sorry." You shoved past him and held in the sadness that had just washed over you.

"No problem." He mumbled with a worried expression.

You had been working up the courage to ask him out for weeks, maybe months now.

Maybe, just maybe you didn't make too huge a deal of it. He probably thought you just wanted to hang out, yeah, you hung out a fair amount.

Or maybe he just doesn't want to make you feel shitty by saying a straight up 'no'.

That thought resonated through your head more than the positive and you could feel tears well in your eyes.

Fuck. Why do you like a half robot super soldier anyway?

But you knew the answer, he was the perfect person for you, relaxed, secretly hilarious and just a perfect gentleman.

Now you're crying like a baby because he said no to going to a movie?

Get yourself together.

You wiped your eyes and went to the bathroom to wash your face.

.

"Bucky, do you know why (y/n) is, for lack of a better word, emotional. "

He raised his eyebrows "I have no clue, it's not like I was murdering puppies when she left."

Bruce sat next to him "What were you talking about?"

"We were just watching a movie and she asked if I wanted to go to the movies and I said no because I have training with Steve."

Bruce rolled his eyes "Do you realise how stupid that is?"

"What?" Bucky's face was beyond confused.

"I'm socially awkward and even I know you shouldn't just say no to a date."

"But it wasn't a da-" he was quickly cut off.

"(Y/n) obviously thinks it is, I mean." Bruce sighed "She's had love eyes for you for at least a year now."

"No, I'm the one who's liked her, I mean... I only told Steve, but she doesn't really like me, does she?"

"She told me herself."

Bucky blinked "I-I need to talk to her."

"No shit." Bruce mumbled as he rushed out.

"Thanks Bruce, I would've never known that the girl I like, likes me back... Oh it's a pleasure Bucky." He said sarcastically under his breathe.

.

"Hey, can I... come in." Bucky whispered as he opened the door partially.

"Yeah." You replied quickly and made sure your eyes weren't red any more so you could leave the bathroom.

"What's up Bucky?" You asked in a low voice.

"I want to go to the movies with you but I can't and I swear if you still have faith in me, I'll go to every movie in the theatre for the rest of the year because I didn't know that you were asking me out. I mean on a date." He clarified "And I'm not sure if he should have but Bruce told me that you had a thing for me and I could've sworn my heart dropped because I've liked you since day one, but literally. When you introduced yourself as the new member of the Avengers I knew that I liked you and then you spoke to me, actually spoke to me like I'm a normal person. You don't care if I'm a super soldier and I love that, I love that I'm normal to you but still different enough for you to like me and I-" he paused to catch his breathe "I want to be with you, no matter how cheesy it sounds or how many movies it takes."

You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him.

"Thank god"

He hugged you back tightly, resting his forehead on yours.

"All I did was ask you to the movies Buck."

"That's all you had to do."

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LOKI LAUFEYSON
LOKI

"Pietro!" Loki yelled as he threw a book at him. "I will murder you!"

"You can try." He smirked and dodged it easily.

"Okay, Lord of darkness, calm down." You took Loki's hand "Stark towers isn't a great place to throw a fit."

He gave you a true darth vader straight face and turned to Pietro. "You have been warned, if you speak a word I will have to destroy you."

He pulled you into another room without letting go of your hand "Damn Quickgold."

You swear he messes up just to see you laugh.

"Quicksilver, Loki, his name is Quicksilver."

He shrugged it off with a smile "Can you make me some spaghetti?"

"Surely a god can make his own food." You raised an eyebrow.

"I like how you make it." He eyed something behind you but you heard a thunk when he waved his hand.

"What's going on?" You turned around to see the lounge room as it was before, except Pietro wasn't there.

"A conversation about pasta." He caused you to turn around.

"Fine, only because you're one of my best friends." You strolled to the cupboard.

Loki's smile faltered for a second before it was back to its normal devilish self.

"You seem a bit fazed. You okay?" You placed the pot of water on the stove and waited for it to boil.

"Loki?" You looked up from the counter to see him covering Pietro's mouth.

"Loki! Let him go, I swear to god every-"

When he was caught off guard Pietro escaped to your side in a split second. "Loki has a very large crush on you but he only admits it to Thor." He whispered in your ear and was gone.

You stood in your spot with your mouth slightly open. "Is- is it true?"

Loki looked beyond pissed off and he kicked the couch foot.

"You were never meant to know." He sunk into the sofa and covered his face.

You walked slowly to his side, still confused that he would ever like you.

The God of mischief likes a mortal like you.

You placed your hand on his back as you sat down causing him to look up with a small smile, eyes filled with water.

"Why would you cry?" You asked below a whisper.

"I'm sorry for worrying you." He stood abruptly "No one would bother to love someone like me." He breathed in deeply and turned his back to you.

"I do- I'm quite infatuated with you actually."

You could hear his breathe hitch.

"You shouldn't be." He choked out.

You turned him by his shoulder and placed a kiss on his cheek "There's no stopping me now Loki."

He raised his eyebrow slightly and smiled, "Unstoppable? "

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Okay I really liked this chapter, idk. Sorry if you don't celebrate Christmas, you don't really have to for this to work.

- Bella