You don't want to be near any of your boyfriends for, at least, another hour.

The landing of the Quinjet in the tower went smoothly, so you quickly get off and go inside, ignoring the rest – you know that Natasha and Clint are sharing amused glances, Thor is clueless, Bruce is confused and Steve and Tony, your boyfriends, are blaming each other like two kids.

But, the two of them know they both screwed up. Tony shouldn't have almost ruined the mission with his stubborness in not following a simple plan and Steve shouldn't have been so damn comfortable when that undercover HYDRA agent flirted with him.

But they did. And you are too tired to hear their cheap excuses.

Sometimes, you don't know why you got yourself into this. You already have enough with the whole superhero thing to even add no one, but two partners who also work with you. It's a mess most of the times – although, you can't deny that you love them so much to break this whole thing you have going on.

A throuple was how Tony called it when they proposed it to you. At that time, you had spent weeks and weeks divided by your feelings for both men – the solution, although strange, was the best decision you could ever take, even if they get you on your nerves easily – just like now.

"Honey" Tony's voice quickly reaches your ears as you stand in the kitchen "Where are you?"

"We have to talk, doll" Steve says and you know they are right there when you see them on the archway of the kitchen – both looking at you like puppies.