Trouble Finds You

Peter Parker:

•You snuggle up to his side and he has to hide his delight.

•"Oh, hey. Just... Make yourself comfortable."

•He'll pull you into his side and maybe kiss your forehead more than once

•His hands roam. Not because he's trying to escalate anything! He just... Does Not Know Where To Put Them.

•One's playing with your hair. The other's on your thigh. Then the one in your hair is on your hip and the other is screwing with your fingers.

•Eventually, you hold one and rest your palm over the other when it wraps around your waist. Just to keep him still.

•He talks a lot, but not in a Wade way.

•Funny stories from patrols, stupid nerd facts, goofy little anecdotes about the best places to get food in Queens.

•Eventually, he'll get quieter. Softer. He'll tell you secrets, little things no one else knows.

•"Sometimes I wonder if I was supposed to get bitten. If it was—god, this sounds lame—fate, or something. If I was supposed to become Spider-Man, or if I was just... In the right place at the right time. Makes me wonder if it would've led to you either way."

•He yawns like a cat; silent and adorable. When he gets quieter, he gets sleepy.

•This is your favorite version of him.

Kurt Wagner:

•If you're laying down, he's there, right on top of you, eyes glowing like a cat.

•"Care if I join you, schatzi?"

•Not that it really matters.

•You're stuck now. Better hope you don't have to pee or something. He'll pout.

•You called him your 'sexy weighted blanket' once. He found this absolutely hilarious.

•"I suppose I am very fuzzy. Just like a blanket, ya? Your favorite blanket."

•He'll nip at your neck, just because he likes doing it.

•If you play with his hair or scratch his back, he purrs.

•He almost always falls asleep.

•It's not his fault his partner is so comfy!

Steve Rogers:

•Oh my god.

•This is the safest you will ever feel.

•He likes holding you after particularly taxing days.

•Rubs your back or upper arm

•Acts like you're the one who needs the relaxation.

•Talks all sweet and quiet

•"You're so good for me. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm gonna keep doing it."

•He's warm-ish; just a little cold, like when you flip over a pillow mid-sleep.

•The serum made him the perfect soldier but it also made him the perfect cuddle buddy

•He smells like liberty and the best cologne you will ever smell. What is that? Pine? Bergamot?

•Even if you ask, you won't get a good answer.

•"Oh, my cologne? I don't know. I... I just bought what smelt the best."

•God, he's just ever-so-slightly ridiculous.

•You love him.

Johnny Storm:

•It is... Warm.

•Seriously. You may start sweating while spooning.

•He heats up more when he's happy, and, well... He's really happy when he's with you.

•If you try to get some distance from your warm-ass boyfriend, he will not be having it.

•"Hey, hey, hey, no. Where're you going, firefly?"

•You mumble about the heat, and he pouts, nuzzling into your neck like if a furnace were a puppy were a human.

•"You can't handle a little heat? Baby, it's what you sign up for when you date the Human Torch!"

•He'll roll you over onto your back just so he can lean over you and present his best puppy eyes.

•"Come on. Stay."

•It's unfair. He knows you're weak for him.

•So, you stay, and he lays down right on top of you, and you're still sweating.

•After a bit, he feels a little bad.

•"...I'll turn on the ceiling fan."

Matt Murdock:

•"Come here, please."

•It's soft, quiet, coming from the either the bedroom or the couch, depending on how lazy he's feeling.

•He waits until your footsteps pause in the doorway, and then he deploys his methods of manipulation.

•His arms go out, he offers his most adorable smile, and you're sold. He doesn't even need to ask out right.

•You lay down beside him, he pulls you close enough to drape over his chest.

•"Just... Stay. Like this. For a little while."

•Everything is quiet. You usually fall asleep, but not Matt.

•He counts heartbeats and breaths, he rubs your back, sometimes he'll give you a shoulder massage, if you stay awake long enough for it.

•He cherishes the fact that you feel safe enough with him to be like this.

•Sometimes he'll ask you to bring whatever book you've been reading. He loves listening to your voice.

•You play with his hair between page turns, all the other noises in the world go silent for once.

Peter Quill:

•There are three things Peter loves doing with you when it's quiet and nobody else is around.

•Dancing, you can probably guess the second, and... Cuddling.

•He loves it the most, honestly.

•He specifically likes pulling you into his side, ear buds shared, listening to music and eating whatever unhealthy space snacks are in the bulkhead.

•He'll attempt to feed you things you've already wrinkled your nose at.

•No, I swear, I know it looks gross, and it smells gross, but once you get past the first couple chews, it's great, baby!"

•He'll tell you stories about his adventures, movie plots that he's passing off as his adventures—you've seen every single one, but you don't call him out on it—and little memories he has with certain songs.

•His arm is around your shoulders or waist, and his fingers never quite stop tapping out beats on you.

•He's always fidgeting.

•He'll start singing to you, if there's a long pause in conversation

•...He's not good at singing.