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Eighteen months after the airport battle

"Y/n are you sure about this?" Peter glanced around nervously.

She laughed and held onto his shoulders. "Peter, do you trust me?"

"Not really if I'm being hones-"

She cut him off and pulled him down the hallway snickering at her plan.

The entire Avengers tower had split up into two teams to see which team could get the most hits in a Nerf Gun fight. After it went on for a solid three days, they all decided to make it an elimination game from now on.

So far, Y/n and Peter were the only ones left on their team. They were hopeful at first when they heard that Natasha was on their team, but her and Tony went into an all out battle just the two of them, and no one was planning on getting in the middle of that.

All that was left now was Steve. Everyone who was already out were gathered in the kitchen. Y/n had a plan to draw him out with a certain possession of his, which Peter had yet to find out what it was.

She urged for Peter to duck down when she heard a shuffling noise down the hallway.

"Who is it?" He whispered.

She didn't answer him until she saw Clint walking back to the kitchen with a bag of ice. She knew he had been out for a while now.

"Just Clint don't worry." She exhaled.

They tiptoed slowly to the stairwell and headed down one floor. The shouts and cusses from Tony and Nat could be heard in the distance.

"Isn't it rude to just barge into his room like that?" Peter said anxiously.

"Nah don't worry. Steve and I are close, if anyone could do this, it's me." She grinned.

Eventually, they approached his bedroom door. Y/n's room was across and two down, so she knew for sure that this was Steve's.

"Okay Peter, I'm gonna open his door, and as soon as I do, run in, keep your gun close to you, and grab the brown, leather journal." She tells him.

"You got it." He smiled confidently.

"I'm keeping guard over here, so once you find it, run and I'll follow." She gives him a thumbs up before slowly twisting the door handle. Slightly nervous, she peaked inside and listened closely for any sign of him. Nothing.

"Now!" She whispered.

Peter hurried in and began aimlessly opening every drawer in the room. He checked under the pillows, every shelf, but still nothing.

"Brown leather journal... brown leather journal." He whispered under his breath as he tore apart the room in hopes of finding it. He suddenly stopped and stood in front of his bed.

Y/n was getting worried that Steve might find them. "Found it?"

"No.. but I think I might know where it is." He clenched his jaw.

"Oh god. Where?" Y/n said shutting the door slightly.

"Under the bed." He pointed. "But the gap is too low for my hand to reach under."

Y/n shook her head. "Why don't you just lift it?"

Peter opened his mouth to speak, but was already beat to it when Y/n easily lifted the entire bed a few feet off the ground, high enough for Peter to swiftly grab the journal from under it.

"I'll never get used to the cool stuff we can do." Peter marveled.

Y/n smiled. "Hey this is not always a good thing." She gestured her arms. "I can't get drunk."

She exhaled as she set the bed down. "How'd you know it was gonna be under there?"

"Just a sense." He shrugged.

They bolted down the hallway and retreated to their original hiding spot, Tony's lab. They ducked behind the counter, panting out of breath.

"This feels like that one scene from Jurassic Park." Peter said causing Y/n to crack up.

"Except it's a super soldier instead of a deadly dinosaur." She giggled.

They sat there for a while, planning out their next moves carefully. Y/n would frequently peek over the counter to check for any sign of the muscly figure. If they found him and successfully hit him, they would win. Tony made it where you could partner up with one other person on your team if you wanted to, but you would have to split the prize. Y/n was happy to team up with Peter, as they'd recently become friends from being the two newbies in the tower.

"Okay but seriously, now what?" He said as he caught his breath.

"We get his attention." Y/n said. "We'll find him, and before he can shoot us, we show him his journal that we stole."

"That sounds a little cruel." Peter laughed.

"We won't actually open it! This is just to make the game a little more interesting." She says.
"Oh and don't forget that he dropped an entire truck on you before."

"I forgave him afterwards!" He whispered.

"Yeah but for the sake of the game, pretend you didn't." Y/n grinned.

She poked her head over the counter and gave Peter a nod of confirmation that they were in the clear. As quietly as possible, they slid the glass doors of the lab open and entered the hallway.

The rules were that they all had to stay in the living quarters of the building, meaning there was no hiding in the lobby downstairs or the other floors in between.

They listened closely for any sign of movement that wasn't coming from Tony and Natasha or the people who were out. Steve was clearly making his decisions wisely, like he would on a regular mission. There's a good reason he's called Captain.

"It was a good idea to stay hidden for the first half of the game Peter. I'm sure that Natasha or Sam would have gotten us out right away." Y/n remarked.

"Yeah definitely emphasize Sam. I would've been a goner if we crossed paths with him." He sighed.

They shuffled down the hall and hid behind a wall. Steve could wander over in either direction and at any time. As they sat and waited, Y/n noticed Peter looking upwards with a strained look on his face.

"Are you okay? Is something wrong?" Y/n questioned.

"I dunno, I have a feeling though." He says.

"What kind of feeling?"

"Like we're missing something, or someone." He said creasing his forehead.

Y/n sat back and tried to think. She listed off everyone that was out on her fingers.

"We have Vision, Bruce, Clint, Pietro, Sam,
Wanda, Thor, Rhodey, and of course Tony and Nat who'll probably be fighting for an eternity."

Just then, they heard footsteps coming from their left.

"Get back!" She whispers to Peter.

She peaked past the wall to see Steve scanning the area for them.

"Okay, follow my lead." She tells Peter.

They stayed crouched down and held their Nerf guns tightly to their chests. She motioned for Peter to stay back.

"Wait for my signal." She instructs. He nods and kept guard.

She stood up and casually, as if the game wasn't even in place, approached Steve from across the hall.

"Hey Stevie! Lookie what I got here!" She waved around the journal.

When he saw the journal, he lowered his gun. He held a flustered look on his face. "Y/n where did you get that?!"

"You're not the only one with the strength to lift a bed off the ground." She snickered.

"That's evil." He says. "Let me guess, you'll open and read it if I don't give in?"

"Yeah and so will Peter." She said as Peter emerged from behind her with his gun.

"I know you wouldn't Y/n." He said with a smug look.

"Oh I would." She said popping open the clasp. "Maybe I'll find out if you've been talking to Sharon more these days."

"Y/n..."

"What's it gonna be? You, or the journal?" She smiled slyly.

"Y/n... you should've been paying more attention."

Just then, a foam bullet hit her in the arm, another one hitting Peter in leg.

"Wha..what?" She whipped her head to the right to see Bucky leaning against the wall with a Nerf gun in his flesh hand. He mockingly blew on the hole of the gun and walked over to them.

"Forgetting something?" He grinned.

Y/n gaped at him. "I thought you were on a mission!"

"Yeah that I got back from a while ago. Didn't you hear FRIDAY announce on the intercom that I joined last minute."

Y/n looked to Peter for an explanation to which he just shrugged.

"You two were busy hiding in the storage units at the start of the game. I guess you didn't hear or see what was going on." Steve smirked. "Buck joined my team once he came back."

Y/n dropped her gun and put her hands up jokingly. "Alright you win I guess. Ten points to team Brooklyn."

They all laughed and shook hands. Y/n went to follow Peter and Steve back to the kitchen before feeling a pair of firm but gentle hands touch her shoulders.

"You played well." Bucky whispers in her ear, causing goosebumps to form on her arms.

"Th-thanks. You did too." She chucked.

Author's Note

Hello lovely readers! Welcome to my new story. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of
My Euphoria!