Hello! I'm glad you somehow found your way to this collection of short stories! I hope to get better at English, if you notice any mistakes, make sure to hit me up in the comments! (Would be super helpful :))

Anyways, I got the idea for this short story just a couple hours ago after watching "Avengers: Endgame". No worries, the story doesn't contain any film related information and spoilers. :) The film was just amazing and I also figured out a good way to write on the run! I used Google Docs (I sadly don't get money for this "advertisement") to write this thing on the train, because I don't like to have Wattpad on my phone. And oh god, I'm talking way too much again, have fun with the story!

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TW: injury

"What happened?!", she asked concernedly. His face was covered in dirt and blood, his lip was swollen. She gently put her hand on his cheek. He flinched from the pain her touch caused. "What did you do?" Her voice wasn't more than a whisper in the cold air of the dawning night. "They were talking shit. About you." She shrugged hearable as his gaze went down to the ground. "You know that that's not worth a fight. They did that to annoy you!" He answered remorsefully: "But I had to defend you." She took his chin with her fingers, which cooled his burning skin just a little. "You don't get in fist fights over stupid things again, promise?" His bright eyes locked with hers as he put his hand up to her neck and came closer. "Can I?" "How could I say no." Her breath started to go heavily while her hand ran through his sweaty hair. He leaned forward and their lips finally touched. After a few seconds she interrupted the kiss. "Thank you." "Anytime again", he grinned. She tasted his blood, but that was okay. He did it for her.