"How is this a good idea?", Chris complained as he tried to zip up the camouflage overalls, the seams straining against his muscles. Tom laughed along with him as he pulled on his too along with the rest of the gang. The production crew had decided that it would be good for all the cast to let off some steam, so here you all were at the paintball course getting kitted up to unleash hell against each other. Naturally the Chris' (Evans, Hemswoth and Pratt) had teamed up with Samuel and Seb, leaving you, Tom, Mark, Jeremy and Robert to form your own team. Naturally you were the only person there who hasn't done it before, but it didn't stop you from getting excited at the idea of shooting your colleges. "Watch where you're pointing that thing!", Robert yelled at you, quickly jumping behind Jeremy as you picked up your gun and accidentally swung it in his direction. "Sorry", you mumbled as you struggled to load in the paintball ammo. "Relax Rob, you've got more luck of being pooed on by the birds than Y/N shooting you", Seb laughed, making you scowl at him. Tom chuckled, cocking his gun as he stepped between both of you. "Leave it Seb, or you'll have me to deal with", Tom growled playfully at him as all of you made your way out to the shooting arena. "Don't you threaten the Soldier of Winter brother!", Hemsworth boomed as he caught up with the group as everyone burst out laughing. The instructor had a hard time giving out instructions as little threats and jibes where whispered across from group to group until you suddenly found yourself being pulled from the group and a red sash being tied around your forearm. "Red team, assemble yourselves. You will be defending first. First game starts in 10 minutes", the instructor shouted before gesturing towards a treehouse out in a clearing in the distance before walking off. "So Y/N, ever shot anyone before?", Jeremy asked as Robert tried to pull up his trousers that were too long for him as they began to trudge over to the treehouse.  "No". "Ever done anything like this before?". "No". "Got good aim?". "No". "Fast runner?". "No". "Hide and seek?". "Jeremy, stop it. Y/N doesn't need quizzing on her whole life", Tom groaned as he adjusted the collar to his suit. "I'm just trying to work out how long she'll survive that's all", Jeremy replied defensively as he began climbing up the tree to take his position inside the treehouse. "Oh please, I'm always the one to die first. It'll be nice to have someone else take the hit first", Mark signed as he hid in a ditch behind a log. "Yep, she's gonna die big man. You should give her some pointers", Robert replied cheerfully as he jumped down next to Mark in the ditch, checking his gun. Tom sighed and shook his head at the others as they took up their positions and pull their goggles down as he loaded his gun. "Just stick with Romeo Y/N. He'll keep you alive, for a few minutes at least", Jeremy whistled whilst blowing a kiss at Tom who blushed sheepishly. "Shall, erm,  we do a few practice shots?", Tom suggested to you as he scratched his neck embarrassed. You nodded, feeling yourself blush too as you tried to shoot at the mark on one of the trees. "No, not like that", Tom chuckled as you held down the trigger, unleashing a lot of rounds at the target, but none hitting it. "Try this". He came and stood beside you, his hand on top of yours, steadying your aim. "Breathe, aim, then gently squeeze", he whispered as his hand slowly closed around yours and BANG! You shot at the target and hit in. "I hit it!", you cheered in excitement as Tom pulled you into a well-done hug, giving you a kiss on your forehead. "Now all you have to do is shoot the others", he chuckled as he pulled on his goggles. "Okay", you replied feeling ready as you pulled on your goggles. Seconds later a whistle blowed in the distance, soon followed by the wild screams of the other team charging. "You two love birds better stop! They're coming!", Jeremy shouts from his nest, pointing to the trees where seconds later the three Chris's emerged, firing their guns. Immediately Tom dived for the tree nearest too him, and panicking, you ran back towards the treehouse and hid behind it. "Die motherf*****s!", Samuel shouted as he fired, running beside Seb. "Language!", Robert shouted as he and Mark popped up from the ditch at shot both of them. "That's my line!", Evans shouted as he jumped through the air, firing his gun as he dove behind a tree. Within a minute both Seb, Samuel, Robert and Mark had been 'killed' so sulked back over to the start, leaving just 6 of you remaining. Tom and Hemsworth had been having a stand off for the past few minutes, trying to get a shot at the other but narrowly missing each other as they hid behind their trees. Jeremy was having a difficult time up in the treehouse as Evans kept firing at him, not giving him the change to fire back. But the thing that worried you was where was Pratt? For your hiding spot you risked a peak out, your gun raised just in case. You could just make out Hemsworth popping out from a tree in front of Tom, his back to you, but then you saw Pratt! He was creeping around the side, and he raised his gun, aiming it at Tom. "No!", you shouted, making everyone jump in surprise as you opened fire, completely covering Chris in paintballs, knocking him to the ground. "Ouch. Dead. Very dead", Chris moaned. As Pratt lay groaning and clutching at his chest on the floor, everyone just stopped and watched as he crawled his way back over to where the others were watching, continuing to proclaim his death as he went. Without warning, the crossfire resumed again, only this time you were stuck out in the open. Whilst firing at Hemsworth as he ducked back into cover, Tom grabbed your arm and pulled you against the tree he was hiding behind. "Thanks", you gasped, a bit taken aback by how sudden everything happened, and how close Tom was to you, his chest pressed against yours. "Nice shooting, wonder who taught you?", he cheekily replied as you both tried to shield behind the tree as Hemsworth and Evans continued to shoot at both of you. "On your left!", Jeremy shouts from the tree, attempting to shoot them. Pulling your gun up, you shot at Evans as he dashed between the trees whilst Tom shot at Hemsworth who tried to shoot him. You made quite the team, working back to back, spinning around, trying to stay alive, but with a yelp of pain Jeremy was taken out by a stray shot from you. "Oops", you mumbled as Jeremy clutched at his cheek, nearly falling out of the tree in the process. "Haha!", Evans cheered as he renewed his shooting. "No Y/N", Tom cried, pulling you against him to avoid Chris' shot. In a fumble of limbs you and Tom hugged together against the tree, but it was useless as the Chris' teamed together and both advanced. As Tom span around to protect you, Hemsworth shot hit Tom on the back of his head, splattering his curled hair with blue paint. "Aghhh!", Tom yelled, dropping his gun and clutching at his head. A second later, a cracking pain slammed onto your butt, making you yell. "Haha! Got you Y/N!", Evans cheered as Hemsworth did a victory dance to a sulking Tom. "Red team have lost! Blue team win. Reassemble", the instructor shouted after blowing the whistle to end the game. "Well, that could have been worse", Tom groaned pulling off his goggles, ruffling his now blue hair. You couldn't help but both laugh as you wiggled your blue bum at him. "How could it have been worse?! It hurts!", you moaned. "You got is easy", Robert sighed and you giggled seeing both him and Mark painted like smurfs in blue paint. "So, Y/N, ready for the next round?", Tom chuckled giving you a playful slap on your butt. "Aghhh!", you yelped, clutching at it. You picked up your gun and shot Tom at point blank in the stomach, making him groan. "Agh! Point taken", he chuckled, giving you a wink.

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