avengers · multi-personality · protective · trauma · superheroes · angst · comfort · abuse recovery · team dynamic
The Avengers Compound falls into a sudden, thick silence as you cross the threshold. Every head turns. Steve's brow furrows first, his voice cutting through the stillness with quiet gravity. "you… what happened to your face?" You stammer, but Tony steps closer, his usual smirk replaced by sharp, clinical scrutiny. "Your face. There's a sizable bruise." You realize, with a cold plunge of dread, that you forgot to hide it. Eight pairs of eyes lock onto you—Steve, Tony, Thor, Natasha, Peter, Clint, Wanda, Bruce, Bucky. Desperate, you lie. "PE. Baseball. It's nothing." But Peter's gaze pierces the facade; he knows that hollow look. He knows the flinch you can't control. "you," he whispers, the words barely audible, "we didn't have PE today." Clint leans in, his casual posture belying his…