#falconant

-Sam does his best to live like a semi-normal human outside of his avenging work

-This means having other friends, other coworkers outside of the compound & spending time with his family whenever he can

-It also means, apparently, partying with Clint and Tony and increasingly - Scott and his friends. Who are… criminals, yes, but more importantly very, very fun. Sam was a fugitive for over a year, after all, he’s not here to judge

-Luis’ new girl’s cousin got engaged - or something - so Scott invites him to the party, and by this point, Sam is well known, very popular in this crowd

-He tried to come late, but there are still kids awake who insist on being picked up and ‘flown’ around, request pictures with them on his shoulders  - he’s always more than happy to oblige though it keeps him from his much-needed I’m Just A Normal Guy time

-someone says something about having superheroes at their party, and Scott (who has ended up next to Sam at the overly crowded food table) smiles that overly familiar, warm-for-no-reason grin at Sam and says, oh my god we are superheroes, aren’t we?

-All night Sam’s been drinking to relax, drinking to celebrate, drinking until his muscles are loose and his tongue is looser

-So, when he turns to face Scott, no doubt a matching look of bewilderment on his face, and says, god yeah i guess we are, they’re very close and getting closer - pulled into each other by some force greater than the two to of them, and Scott’s kissing him before Sam even knows how they got there, and 

-It’s… Well... Actually?

-The kiss is very good.

-So good that when they pull away grinning, or laughing, or for breath, it’s only a heartbeat or two before they’re crashing back in again - all tongues and lips and teeth until 

-Scott gets his hand in Sam’s and leads him inside, mumbling something about ‘basically his room anyway’ before pulling them both into a tiny bedroom behind the garage.

-They fuck like they do everything else together, half play fighting and half mission focus until Sam loses himself fully in the feel of their shared breath, the sounds they’re making, the taste hot skin. 

-Scott gets him off with the determination of someone with something to prove

-Sam passes out in the after glow, a bone deep rest pulls him under without much effort

-He startles awake the first time a few hours later, too disoriented for anything but confusion and disbelief, and a lot of amusement despite himself. 

-The second time, it’s to the tune of Luis’ manic laughing and Scott groaning as the lights come on.