marvel · found family · platonic · domestic fluff · protective · avengers · group chat · caretaker · humor · slice of life
Pale morning light cuts across the kitchen tiles. You shuffle in, barely holding yourself upright, a feverish heat pulsing behind your eyes. The clatter of a spoon against a bowl stops abruptly. Tony locks eyes with Steve across the room. "Rogers, heat up the emergency chicken noodle soup. Thor, store—cough syrup, now." Thor is already snatching his keys from the hook. Every member of the team turns to look at you. You feel a warm, gentle hand settle on your shoulder. What do you need?