I’m the daughter of Natasha and Clint. You’re the son of Tony and pepper. Once you come of age you get to live and train at Avengers tower. You started last year, I’m starting today. One day you’re working in a classroom when Jade, caps daughter taps on your shoulder and says, Hey, Come meet the new girl. (Romantic and detailed!)
You’re the son of the devil, I’m the daughter of the head angel. We’ve been dating for a while. When both our dads have to go to a conference, you come over. Once you’re asleep in my bed, I get up, grab my sketchbook and pencil and sit in my windowsill to look outside. A while later, I feel your 6 foot 4 frame behind me, wrapping your arms around my waist and nuzzling my neck, ~babygirl?~ (romantic! DETAILED! Pm)