Sentry doesn't gaf bro. he wants to get struck by lightning to see if it super-charges him. he wants to test his invulnerbility and rub it in John's face that he's stronger then him.

Bucky and Yelena are sleeping like fucking BABIES. two hardened assassins undone from the gentle pitter-patter of rain on the window and the satisfying crackle of thunder. Yelena is bundled up in her room, cocooned in a pile of blankets, sound asleep. she's fucking exhausted and she deserves it

I feel like Bucky's subconscious prepares him for gunshots, and the thunder briefly reminds him of the crack of a warm gun barrel. companied by the flash of lightning? sometimes he winces when a particularly loud stun of lighting and thunder happens, but he's learning to be comfortable with it. he can't help but remember his Winter Soldier days; when he was alone in a camp, waiting out the heavy rain and thunder so he could get some rest. he's still on edge, but now that he's in the safety of the Watchtower (and Sam's arms), storms like this can be oddly soothing.

Sam is ragebaiting John by the ceiling-to-floor windows. before going into the cadets, John was a Boy Scout, and he was GOOD at tracking weather and shit like that. Sam has too. they bicker over when the next bolt of thunder will strike, calculate the wind trajectory, count down for the next flash of lightning.

Ava and Bob are chilling in the living room, half-watching Sam and John bicker (Ava sometimes chimes in with a snarky comment) and drinking tea. Bob is oddly content like this, and moments like this remind him that the Thunderbolts were his new family. he wasn't abandoned in the rain and his father's booming voice wasn't as loud as the lightning filling the sky anymore.

Void is just standing there... menacingly