#fanatic

"Woah." Bob's eyes lit up with excitement, he nearly jumped out of his seat at the sight.

"Heh." John chuckled. The two were alone for the evening, as everyone else had insisted on spending the next four days on a mission. Fortunately, Valentina didn't need to bring their powerhouse on the road. Still, even she didn't need the concerns of the other Avengers to know it'd be irresponsible to leave Bob alone.

...Avoiding another incident with Void and Sentry would be preferred; luckily, Walker had volunteered to step in.

Much encouraged by Bob. Not like it was the first time they'd had time to unwind with each other, but it definitely was the first occasion of a sort of "date."

Home movie nights would suffice for now until John could muster up enough confidence in Bob to go out together—baby steps.

"You think they're going to survive?" Hummed Bob, snuggling closer to John.

"She's got magical hair, I'm sure it's nothing serious." Tangled, he wasn't a Disney fanatic, but Bob insisted it looked good when they were browsing through the film section of Target...maybe they should've had Yelena choose for them.

"But what if it gets muddied and crumpled up, or sun damage dries it out.... might even get tangled up on the way to the city..." Concerned groans were heard as John draped his arm over Bob, dragging him into a hug.

"They're not gonna die; it's a freaking musical, of all things." John sighed, adjusting himself in shock when Bob opted to sit on his lap. The fuzzy material of his sweater brushed past John's skin as his arms extended out like a koala.

"H-Hey, what are y-"

"Yelena does this when we watch movies...I-I thought it'd be okay for me to do the same with you." God, those eyes...John blushed at the sight as Bob glanced at him in worry; anything for this precious man, he thought.

"No prob, Bob.” He breathed in and continued to watch the film. However, it was more of John finding himself getting distracted slowly by Bob's mannerisms. The joy in his laughter, the winces of uncertainty when Mother Gothel appeared, and the way his eyes lit up in immersion from the boat scene.

And with that, John quickly realized something.

He was falling in love...goddammit, he loved this man.

"Erm." John groaned, which caught Bob's attention fast, but he patted his back in reassurance.

"Nothing, just keep watching, alright?" He spread an array of strokes along Bob's hair, even kissing the side of his cheek to crack a smile out of the fellow avenger.

"Okay..." Bob hummed, he adjusted delicately along John's lap, and his eyes glued themselves to the film once again. As for John, well...the realization of his feelings had come with another slight discovery.

With every startling scene sending Bob out of place, he had to fix himself little by little until he found the right spot with John. However, the other avenger could feel a tinge of unwanted excitement spiraling beneath Bob....after all, his ass kept brushing up against it.

...This is not what he was seeking on their first "date," or at least not the impression he wanted to leave on Bob; he sucked in his breath and proceeded to wrap his arm around Bob's waist, cradling him even more.

Just 10 more minutes, right?

Enough for cover and erection till a bathroom break, John bit his tongue momentarily as he tried to drift off in thought. Anything to stifle his issue. Thanos naked? Gross...His arm is being snapped as Captain America, yeesh, keep the images coming. He smirked at the progress and felt the blood simmering down in his lower regions.

"Perfect." He declared silently in his mind, until...

"Do you think I'd like...well, cute with some flowers in my hair?" Bob's question snapped John out of his thoughts.

"Huh?" He shook his head in confusion, though now with the question fresh in his head, a few more images flashed around through John's mind.

One with Bob sitting in a field, the morning sky allowed the irises to really shimmer through his curls. The second image, to his dismay, involved Void and Sentry, who helped a cutely eager Bob collect a series of flowers for a bouquet...almost as if John could smell them from here.

The third, which was way more naughty and shameful...pleading and loving moans escaping a flustered Bob, tearing up from being railed mercilessly as he was under John.

”John, Please~!”

Crap, the rush of blood and heat had poured its way back into John's cock effortlessly.

"Dammit..." He cursed a little louder than usual, startling Bob.

"S-Sorry, just, you wanna watch another movie after this?" John breathed in and out. His pants did well to conceal himself, but if Bob slithered his way a little to the right, then he'd be greeted by the intrusion...something the US Agent wanted to avoid at all costs.

"Are you alright, John?" Bob pouted; he knew something was up.

"Never better, j-just thinking of what to order after this, you like pizza? What the hell am I asking that for? Everyone likes pizza...Shawarma Palace is open 24/7, how abo-"

"We can stop watching the movie, I-I know this isn't the type of thing you prefer when spending time with me..." Bob smiled weakly, though John knew better; the self-doubt on his face was practically oozing out. That smile couldn't fool him.

It was already enough trying to plan this whole thing; hell, even Bob found himself confused about the aspect of John wanting to date him. When they spend time together, it's usually to feed off one another for comfort...exploring each other's bodies when the others weren't looking.

But John wanted more; this wasn't just a sex thing; hell, after last year, they're practically closer now. He wanted to be there for Bob, holding him closely when he cried, stroking his hair when he laughed...even trying to quell both Sentry and Void when needed. He wanted to be his boyfriend.

Yet here John was, ruining what he had in mind because he couldn't control himself.

"Nononononononono, wait," John sat upward, reaching his arm up to pat Bob on the back, he sighed. "I'm alright, no doubt in my mind about this evening."

"But you're acting weird..." Bob rested his head on John's shoulder.

"It's just the nerves, I don't want to mess anything up. Look, I really like you, Bob; I just wanted to see if we could bring this whole thing we're doing to another level." John leaned in and cupped Bob's chin, gazing into his eyes lovingly.

"I mean it; I know I'm a bit of a wreck, but...I love you alright, no bullshit, I mean it." All these words...They soothed Bob, like music to his ears. He couldn't believe what John was telling him; it was amazing, to say the least.

He leaped over and hugged John, sniffling cries erupted quietly as Bob continued to hold John within his grasp. John himself was overjoyed at this, a little giddy at the thought of Bob being on board, and while he was content with it, he had to admit it: his fellow avenger had a tight grip...this hug was going to choke the air out of him.

"Alright, alright, that's a little much." John chuckled, patting Bob on his back.

"Sorry!" Bob blushed as he let him go, but then took John by surprise yet again as he went in for a kiss. They stayed like this for five minutes, embracing each other despite the movie still playing in the background.

Bob's hips rocked instinctively against John's as he wrapped his arms behind his neck, allowing John himself to do the same, but with hands gently squeezing Bob's waist.

"Mmmwait." John broke up for a second; he was getting excited again...not that that was a bad thing, just not his intention at the moment; this was a date, after all.

"Yeah?" Bob blinked.

"I kinda need to use the restroom..." John lied humorously, Bob stared him in the eyes with a curious look. He hated lying to him, but this was a really awkward situation to be in.

"Is the movie that bad?" Bob tilted his head, and he adjusted himself yet again on John's lap, receiving a yearning-filled groan in return from his lover.

"No, it's..hrgnn!" And that's when he noticed, Bob came in contact with John's clothed erection by accident. His eyes widened as John tried to hide his face in shame.

"Fuck..." John cursed himself.

"Is that why you were acting all weird?" Bob blushed, feeling the pressure of John pressing against his ass gently, not the first time such as occurred, but just recalling the slightest memory of their activities together shaded his face completely pink.

"Yeah, just ignore it." John shook his head.

"But it's right there." Bob slightly turned his head and peeked around at it.

"Can you blame me? You're the one who can't sit straight, freaking tease." Not to mention how cute he is, Bob's like poison to him...but the good kind, the gentle and addictive kind.

"I'm sorry."

"No worries, I'll just sit like this until Rapunzel kisses that man, Flynn’s quite the looker." John cracked a smile.

Though that option wasn't flying with Bob, he sneaked a few glances in John's direction as he turned his head to watch the rest of the movie. Distracted...perfect, plus his arms were still wrapped around John’s neck and out of sight of his vision.

He smirked at the plan brewing in his thoughts. With a quick gesture from his hands, Bob's telekinesis lit up, and both the pants and boxers the two wore were ripped off their bodies, allowing John's cock to spring from as the clothing was carefully pieced back together on the side of the couch.

"Hey, what's this?" John blurted out, but was caught off guard as Bob closely leaned in. Sensing the situation at hand, John decided to give in to Bob's invitation and wrapped his arms around the man's back.

"J-Just me giving back is all." Bob chuckled. John couldn't help it. How could anyone say no to such a sweet smile? He gasped when the telekinesis kicked in again, this time aligning his cock near Bob's hole.

"Yelena did this a few times when we watched movies together...Though I guess I'm in her position now with you." A flush of red covered the entirety of Bob's face as those vivid images of Yelena raced through his head. The praise and compliments she gave him, the head-pats and reassurance. He yelped at the same time when lowering himself onto John.

"Remind me to tell her thank you." John gasped, reaching his hand through Bob's hair to hold him closer.

"You know," He turned over to pause the movie with the remote, "I think you're right."

"About what?" Bob snuggled in closer.

"Getting you flowers for your hair." With a quick swoop, John had plopped Bob onto the cushions of the couch, keeping the other man under him like in those images he daydreamed of.

"Think you’d look great with them, prettier than Rapunzel, sweetheart~"

"J-John!" Bob beamed from the compliment.

The two of them shared a passionate kiss, the tower for the next two hours had been occupied by their intimacy, giving them all the time to really immerse themselves with one another, and the noise complaints being abysmal from the lack of the other Avengers.

———Epilogue———

Ratatouille started up in the background. John had ordered quite a few options. Shawarma wraps, a box of pepperoni pizza, and two rolls of cheesesteaks…superhero metabolism for both him and Bob sucked.

But it was worth it…tasted amazing, they moved to Bob’s room when the food came in and started up the film. They were still naked from the activities before, so John had covered himself with the duvet while Bob was wrapped in a cloak of layered blankets like a cinnamon roll.

"Do you think they have rats cooking at restaurants in New York?" Bob questioned as he bit into his pizza.

"A health hazard, but to be honest, I wouldn’t doubt it, have you seen the size of the rats here!" John sounded exasperated as he remembered one of their recent missions…which involved arresting one of their enemies who was training dog-sized rats in the subway.

Yeesh…

"Nothing the Avengers can’t take right?" Bob smiled, John chucked in agreement, pulling him into a hug.

"Hey, question?" John asked.

"Yeah?" Bob continued to watch the movie.

"So, just wondering about your powers and all…can Void eat food? Like, if he came out, would he be able to eat anything?" John asked slowly, trying not to set off Bob the best he could.

"I don’t know…good question though." Hell, he even got Bob pondering with curiosity, too.

"I mean, he does speak, but does he have a mouth to eat at all" John turned away for a second and rolled his eyes at the thought, until…

"Wanna find out?" The chilling tone erupted through the room as the familiar figure of shadows sat on the edge of the bed next to John. Bob continued to watch the movie without interruption.

"AHHH!" John screamed, falling clean off the bed with his pizza slice splattering on the wall.

"Hmph!" Void scoffed, looking down over the bed at a delirious John.

Bob scooted over to their side of the bed, breaking off a piece of his pizza crust to place where he assumed Void’s mouth would be. The crust fell from Void’s face and rolled onto his lap before disintegrating. A puff of clouds imitating a burp escaped Void’s face soon after.

"Hm, guess so, hear that John! He can eat…weirdo." Bob cringed as he glared at his alter ego before it faded away into his being.