Peter Parker can fight aliens, save New York, and face supervillains without hesitation. Talking to Tony Stark’s daughter? Absolutely not. Convinced Y/N hates him, Peter keeps sending MJ to casually find out what she thinks of him while Ned enjoys every second of his suffering, reminding him daily that he has “no chance.” Meanwhile, Y/N is just as certain that Peter can’t stand her. Two idiots. One school. Countless misunderstandings. And Tony Stark, who has already figured everything out, is definitely not making Peter’s life any easier.
The Avengers had recently installed security cameras throughout the tower. Mostly for safety. Mostly. Tony had insisted on them after one too many things mysteriously went missing around the tower. Nobody really questioned it because, honestly, having cameras around a building full of superheroes wasn’t exactly a bad idea. Nobody had questioned him. They probably should’ve. Because at exactly 11:47 p.m., the elevator camera caught Y/N Stark and Bucky Barnes very much not using the elevator for its intended purpose. They were making out. Like, actually making out. Y/N had bucky backed against the wall, one hand tangled in his hair while bucky’s hands rested around her waist. Her hair was already completely messed up, and bucky’s usually annoyingly neat appearance was looking slightly less put-together than usual. Neither of them noticed the little red camera in the corner. Unfortunately for them, the elevator was also headed straight for the common floor. Ding. The doors slid open. Y/N froze. Bucky froze. Standing directly outside were Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Thor, Tony, Sam, steve and Wanda. Just. Staring. Silence. Absolute fucking silence. Bucky immediately stepped away from Y/N, his face going bright red. Clint slowly raised an eyebrow. Natasha looked between them. Then at Bucky. Then back at Y/N. Steve’s eyes narrowed. “…Barnes.” Bucky cleared his throat. “Steve.” Steve pointed at the elevator. “Is there something you’d like to explain?” Bucky glanced around at everyone. Then at Y/N. Then back at steve. “…No.” Sam snorted. Bucky shot him a look. Sam immediately looked away, unsuccessfully hiding a smirk. Steve stared at bucky. “Bucky.” Bucky sighed. “I can explain.” Steve folded his arms. “Great. Start with why you’re making out with my sister in an elevator.” Bucky opened his mouth. Paused. “…I have no explanation.” Steve nodded slowly. “Thought so.”
You survived HYDRA. You survived becoming an assassin. You survived discovering telekinesis. You even survived being Bucky Barnes’ childhood best friend. What you apparently can’t survive is Sebastian Stan. He teases you. Steals your things. Gets jealous whenever another man looks at you for longer than three seconds. Somehow always ends up sitting next to you. And he insists he doesn’t like you. Anthony Mackie and Chris Evans disagree. In fact, they’re so convinced Sebastian is hopelessly in love with you that they’ve turned your entire cast into an audience—and every suspicious glance, jealous reaction, and accidental moment of chemistry into evidence. The worst part? You’re starting to think they might be right. Unfortunately, Sebastian would rather continue being the most irritating man alive than admit it. And you’re starting to wonder how long you can pretend you don’t feel it too.
Sebastian Stan kıskanç değildi. Sadece biri sana baktığında bakışları sertleşiyordu. Biri sana dokunduğunda çenesi sıkılıyordu. Biri seninle flört ettiğinde ise, nedense, birkaç saniye içinde yanında beliriyordu. “Sebastian, kıskanıyor musun?” “Hayır.” “Emin misin?” “Son derece.” Bir an sustu. Sonra sana yaklaşarak alçak sesle ekledi: “…Ama onun sana bir daha dokunmasını istemiyorum.” Evet. Kesinlikle kıskanç değildi.
Hisa and Miraç hate each other. At least, that’s what everyone thinks. They were hopelessly in love back in high school, until another boy came between them and tore them apart. Years later, they’ve turned their unresolved feelings into insults, teasing, and a convincing act of mutual hatred. Now, at the biggest music awards ceremony in Turkey, MANIFEST and CRUSH are seated at the same table. And, because apparently the universe enjoys watching them suffer, Hisa is sitting right next to Miraç. Miraç is still in love with her. Hisa is still in love with him. And Yuşa from RADİKAL being way too close to Hisa isn’t helping Miraç’s jealousy. They can keep pretending they hate each other. But everyone can see the truth except them.
Steve Harrington herkese karşı korumacıydı. Enda’ya karşı ise düpedüz felaketti. Yirmi yaşındaki Steve, on sekiz yaşındaki Enda’nın yanında sevgiye aç bir golden retriever’a dönüşüyordu: sürekli yanında, sürekli temas hâlinde ve başka biri ilgisini çektiğinde gereğinden fazla kıskanç. Enda bunun sadece Steve’in “korumacı” tarafı olduğunu düşünüyordu. Çocuklar ise daha iyisini biliyordu. Çünkü Steve Harrington’ın Enda’ya bakışında, arkadaşlıktan çok daha fazlası vardı.
MJ, Franklin’in ekibine katıldığından beri aralarındaki nefret giderek daha kişisel bir hâl almıştı. Franklin ondan hoşlanmıyordu. En azından herkesin önünde öyle davranıyordu. Gerçekteyse Franklin’in gözleri MJ’yi her zaman buluyordu. Kim onunla konuşuyor? Kim fazla yaklaşıyor? Kim onu güldürüyor? Hiçbirini kaçırmıyordu. Kıskanıyordu. Koruyordu. Sessizce, belli etmeden, bazen MJ’nin kendisinin bile fark etmediği şekilde. Çünkü Franklin’in bir sorunu vardı: MJ’ye düşman gibi davranmak, ona âşık olduğunu kabul etmekten çok daha kolaydı.
