[FF] A face in the crowd (Avengers x reader) ch.3

You slowly regain your consciousness, and first thing that you notice, is pain in your leg. You move slowly, moaning quietly, and suddenly remind yourself of what happened. Aliens, shooting, glass, Tony, faint… You touch your hair, and rub your head gently, slowly opening your eyes. You look around, wondering where are you - the room doesn’t look like the hospital rooms, it’s darker and has lots of stuff you can’t recognize. But you have to admit, the bed is pretty comfortable. Focusing at that, you notice that your cloths are missing, you’re dressed in some sort of pyjamas, and can feel the bandage at your calf. But the most confusing thing is that you’re alone, and the room is completely silent. If you were at hospital, wouldn’t you hear the sounds of doctors and patients out there? So, where are you? Should you be worried? You take a deep breath, trying to calm down… But suddenly someone ruins your efforts, opening the door abruptly, making you jump from surprise.

- Oops, sorry, did I scare you, kid? – you hear a familiar voice, and a quiet chuckle.

- Tony…? Tony! Are you all right?

- Am I all right? It is you on the bed, who I found unconscious.

- But I saw you fall from the sky! Someone caught you, but I don’t know who it was, and what happened, I couldn’t see it, and it was the bomb! It killed the aliens, didn’t it? And there was a man and the woman on those platforms, and the explosion, are they all right too? Who are they? And…

- Hey, hey, (y/n), calm down!

- Right, right, sorry… Wait, how do you know my name? I’m pretty sure you didn’t ask me about that.

- You sure? Maybe you have amnesia?

- Hey! – you let out a small chuckle – Don’t avoid my question, how do you know?

- I have my ways – Tony winked, clearly teasing you. You couldn’t help but chuckle again.

- OK, so tell me at least, what is this place? What am I doing here?

- You sure you want me to answer that now, kid, or maybe you want to meet the others at first?

- Meet who…? Others…? Oh… You got me.

-Ha! Now, here, your clothes – Tony threw at you some clothes – change, when you’ll be ready call me, I’m waiting – and he left. You looked at the clothes, those weren’t the ones you were wearing earlier, bud seemed OK too. You got up, took of the pyjamas, and wore the (f/c) T-shirt, black, short leggings, and a beautiful skirt, that seemed to shimmer with all colors of rainbow. You didn’t wear that kind of clothes often, but those one seemed to really suit you. You also found a pair of tiger-shaped slippers next to the bed. ”Screw you Tony” you thought, putting your feet into the tigers with embarrassment.

- OK, I’m ready! – you shouted at the door.

- Great, so, let’s go! – Tony said, opening the door, grabbing your wrist and pulling you out of the room – Btw, nice slippers.

- Oh, shut up – you answered him with grumpy face, grateful that they at least weren’t making any sounds.

- As you wish, kid. – answered Tony bowing a bit, causing you to roll your eyes. But as he said, he indeed was quiet now, so you were just walking through the hallways in silence, and you had the time to think. You were confused, too many questions. Where were you? What happened? How did you get here? Who was those people you saw? Who were you to meet now? Why are you even here, somewhere with Tony, not in a hospital? And, that’s important – why does he laugh and talk with you, and treats you like he knew you? Why do YOU treat him, like you knew him?

- Hey, what are you thinking about?

- You know, that’s not exactly how I imagined being quiet.

- No? That’s exactly how you should imagine it, kid! So, tell me what is that? You seem worried.

- Well, to be honest… I… I don’t exactly understand what’s happening right now, plus I don’t know why are you so kind to me, why do you treat me like you knew me?

- But I know you! We met yesterday, you saved my ass, and I saved yours. That’s very good way to get to know someone.

- Exactly! We met yesterday. Or at least you say it was yesterday. And you saved me. Twice, I guess, you sad you found me on that balcony. And you took me here, by saying here I mean I have no idea where, and you are so nice, and we talk with such easiness…

- How could I be unkind to such a beauty? – he winks again.

- That doesn’t explain  anything, you know. – you answer, irritated a bit, but you’re sure your cheeks are slightly darker now.

- Is there really anything to explain? Maybe I just… Thought you’re worth to look for you a bit, kid?

- That didn’t help either… You know, forget it, when will we meet those “others”?

- Actually, we’re almost there. Just wait until the elevator stops.

Elevator…? You were so focused on your thoughts and talking with Tony, that you didn’t even notice you were in the elevator… Huh. You’re still confused about all that, but now you’re also starting to get excited and a little bit nervous, because you’ll meet “others”… Will they answer your questions? You try to calm down a bit, but again, before you can do anything, the doors interrupt you, because the elevator stopped and they started to open. Tony pushes you from the elevator, and suddenly you’re in the big, bright room, with some couches and armchairs, the bar or something, and other furniture. On one of the couches there is a blond, rather well built guy. On the armchair next to him sits a short guy with glasses, and dark, curled hair. And finally, on the next couch, there is a couple – the guy with short hair and inscrutable expression, and a women, with quite short, red hair. Wait, is this…?

- Kid, this is Steve (the blond), this is Bruce (glasses), Clint, and Natasha. Guys, this is (y/n).

- Um, hi? – you say a bit awkwardly, don’t really know what else should you do.

- So, you’re the girl that Tony’s been talking about since yesterday? – the woman, now you know her name is Natasha, asks you. You look at her.

- And you are that woman from the platform?

- What?

- You know, that flying-space-platform-thingies, I saw you there – you wave your hands, to accent your words – but there was also a man with horns there, where is he? And what was that explosion?

Suddenly, you feel the touch of Tony’s hand on your shoulder. You look at him, confused.

- Answers time, kid! Sit, I guess it really is the time for you to get some of them.

- Yay, can’t wait! – you say with sarcasm, sitting on the nearest armchair, and looking at Tony.

- Nice slippers – you hear suddenly from the guy called (if you remember correctly) Bruce. "Oh come on...". Others just chuckle, and you feel how you face turns bright red.

- So… - Tony begins – You start. Who are you? What were you doing there?