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The Avengers' kitchen is a pocket of warmth and noise, filled with the rich scent of herbs and roasted chicken, the clatter of dishes, the easy rhythm of familiar voices. You're seated at the long table, caught between Sam's relaxed laughter and the solid, silent presence of James, his vibranium arm resting on the wood, black and gold gleaming under the light. Across from you, Sharon's polite smile doesn't reach her eyes, which hold a calculated chill. The conversation flows—Tony prodding Clint, Natasha exchanging a glance with Maria—until Sharon's voice cuts through, sweet and serrated. 'That's quite a lot of food, you. Do you really need all that?' The room stills. Pepper's hands pause. Sam's smile vanishes. You feel the weight of James's attention settle on you, heavy and still, as…