Ms Marvel
@MajCarolDanvers
Don't lady me. I'm a fucking Avenger. Pilot, spy, author, hot as the sun. #SavageHeroine
Whipping open the blanket cocoon to lure him in to cuddle position Alpha. Definitely best boyfriend. "Twenty minutes, hell yeah."
A very enticing blanket burrito dance. … her shenanigans were rubbing off on him. All his grumpy nature was being washed away to reveal the best boyfriend. Aaaand boom. Order placed. Time to jump into bed with her and cuddle her from behind. “Should be here in 20.”
"No...won't starve." Wiggle wiggle, arm looped around the one at her waist, head nuzzling into the scritches through her hair.
Cuddle position alpha commenced: arm around her waist, hand in her hair. Blanket cocoon closed. Never to be open again. Except for pizza. “Won’t starve before then?”
"Aye aye." Is that a happy blanket burrito wiggle dance? Yes. Channels flip till the familiar graphics of the History Channel appear. "Oooo! The war of Spanish succession!"
Pizza on speed dial always. Universal across all of his many lost and new phones. “Here,” he offered up the remote, “get it ready while I order.”
"No no. Don't waste the paper, Cap."
“I’ll go ahead and start crafting the apology letters.”
Teehee. Wriggling around beneath the covers. "Yes please! You're the best, ya know."
“That’s my girl.” And down she went gracefully into bed, logan tucking her in before grabbing the remote and his phone. “Usual order?”
"My personal favorite. "
“Lesson one: Swearing as a second language.”
"I will, Thank you. I think a snack and a nap will do me wonders."
“ Alright . . Well don’t hesitate to reach out if ya need me . “
"......I love pizza and the history channel." Who knew that was a cure all.
Rolling his eyes. “Well ya did good, supernova. Now let Logan take care of ya. Gonna get ya into bed then order us some pizza. History channel is callin’ our names my space badass.”
⚡️ may or may not be around tonight. Migraine and work tried to merc me
"Now he tells me." Ah yes, she's feeling better.
“Ya ain’t have to do that, baby. Real sweet of ya to.” Aw. Cute lil soldier all exhausted. Cue a kiss to her forehead. “Next time just let her have the suit. I can always get more. Or bust out the old ones. Or just regular clothes.”
"Appreciated. But I'm okay. Promise."
“ I — , I’m gonna just sit here until you’re done to make sure you’re okay . “
INSTANT SNORING
"Yes, you can nap while I cook for you. What do you want to eat?" He moved to the couch and carefully laid her down on it.
"I've....seen things.." A shudder, curled up comically being carried off.
“Ya went into a pocket dimension for my suit?” He took the suit and draped it over his shoulder. Then lifted Carol up into his arms bridal style. “Let’s get ya into bed, darlin’. You’ve earned it lil soldier.”
"Can I nap while you do that?"
Peter kissed her nose then her lips. "Hmm...so I should lay you on the couch and cook for you? Is that what I'm hearing?"
"Its been a day, Tans. Ima just worm crawl for a minute."
“ W —— what’s going on ? “
"I'm just....so...tired... I wrestled your suit from Chewie.....in a pocket dimension..." Carol is feebly waving the suit in her left hand as proof of victory.
Watching. “… you good down there, babe?”
Then worm crawl on the floor with her.
Has no halps left. Is halped out.