I made it about half way through the Lion King when I hear a knock on the door, thinking it was just my dad who probably just forgot his keys, again. I pause the movie and walked to the front door not really bothering to check who it was standing outside.

Which now that I think about it was a bad move in case it could have been a serial killer who wanted to kidnap me. Thankfully that wasn't the case. 

I opened the door and was met with someone I have been avoiding the whole past week. I was confused on why he was here and I didn't call him over and I didn't receive a message from hi saying he was coming over, then it occurred to me that he is probably who the nurse called and the one she said was going to meet me at the house.

"I...Chris... umm...what are you doing here?" I fumble with my words.

I didnt know what to say, feeling a bit awkward as I stand there probably looking like a bum,  in just my pajama shorts, (that by the way were a bit too short) a Marvel top and my hair up in a messy bun.

It also didn't help that he stood there leaning against the door frame not saying anything as he looked from the floor to me then back down.

We stand there for about a minute or so until I saw him push off the side of the door, he hesitates for a moment before he grabs my hand gently and pulls me into a gentle hug which turned tighter as he realized that I was going to push him away. I knew from the moment he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him that I couldn't stay upset with him and that he missed me just as I missed him,

"Why are you so damn huggable... it makes it harder to continue being mad at you." I mumbled into his chest as I lightly squeeze his slim waist.

In responds to my comment, I feel his chest vibrate from laughter from my comment, as he pulls me closer, laying his head on top of mine. We stay like that for a while in the doorway not moving, enjoying each other's embrace for a moment before we broke away and headed fully inside the house.

I pull him into my room where I continue with The Lion King, pulling him close to me as we laid next to each other to cuddle on my bed that's covered in my Marvel themed comforter, turquoise velvet blanket as an extra comforter underneath and on top of that; my Captain America shield pillow that laid beside my main pillow at the top of the bed and at the foot of the bed laid my dog patterned blanket folded in thirds with my two pillow pets placed on top.

Oh and lets not forget my Avengers: Infinity War throw blanket that's tucked safely and folded, under the shield pillow. I eventually felt myself start to drift of into sleep against his chest as I allow the warmth and unknown sleepiness pull me in. 

Man how I missed this mans cuddles... and him in general. 

I woke up to the theme song 'You'll Be in My Heart' playing from the t.v, knowing what movie it was. I decided to just stay there laying against the warm, solid wall that is lying up against me. I was going to wait and see how long it would take for him to notice that I was awake but I guess that failed when I feel him kiss the top of my head then lowers his head more closer to my ear.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty." he whispers.

I can practically feel the smirk on his face and I was right as I look up to meet his gaze to be met with that dangerously handsome smirk plastered on his lips.

I couldn't help but give a small-almost shy- smile in return as I look into his eyes that have a darker look to them.

I don't know what gave me the sudden urge but I leaned up and placed my lips gently against his. It started out as a soft and loving kiss till I changed my position to me kneeling over him to get a better angle when it turned more heavy and passionate.

I was caught off guard for a moment when he basically pulled me closer to him causing me to be basically straddling him where we stayed like that for a while until he suddenly pulls away, laying his head against my own. I was confused at first on the sudden movement then realized I basically made out with him and felt a sudden rush of embarrassment causing me to hide my face in the crook of his neck and by his actions made me know that he must have noticed, as he encircles one arm around my waist and the other going to my head, running softly through my hair. 

"You alright sweetheart?" he mumbles softly to me, as he continues running his fingers through my hair and now rubbing circles on my waist where his other arm rests.

I just nod, finding myself too relaxed and bit embarrassed from what just happened a couple minutes ago. I look up at him when I find myself more calmer, or well when I feel that my face doesn't look like Natasha's hair.

"Is everything... alright?" I question, feeling nervous that he might not have enjoyed our little moment and feeling like I messed up somehow.

"Yeah everything is good... I just... I had to pull away, I was afraid that if we continued that I... well, wouldn't be able to control myself for much longer...and it would be considered illegal... and well yeah" he admits, looking at me with a gentle look on his face, as he realized why I was questioning what happened.

I look down at my hands as I register what he said, as I was now sitting up again. I didn't know what to say, still feeling a bit flustered about what happened and it didn't help that I was basically straddling the Dorito size man on my queen size bed, in my room, alone in my house.

Man if my mom saw this she would probably faint from shock or thought something else went down then she wouldn't ever let me leave the house or see this beautiful man again.

So as I shuffle around a bit to get off of him, I feel his hands grab a hold of my waist, stopping me from moving any further, causing me to freeze in my spot and only then do I realize he has a sort of uneasy look on his face along with a look in his eyes I can't make out until I feel him start breathing heavier... and realize the problem and the meaning behind the look in his eyes.

I felt the blush forming on my cheeks and start spitting out apologies left and right, not knowing really what to say which results in him slamming his lips against mine in order to shut me up. 

Let's just say we were pulled apart before things got too heated when we heard the sound of a car pulling up in the drive way.