You stared at the TV screen, your remote in your hand as you looked through Disney+, trying to decide what the watch.

Iron man or Captain America Civil War….

You looked away from the screen as your best friend re-entered your bedroom, a bowl of popcorn in his hand.

“I was gone for three minutes and you still haven’t picked one?”

Rafe asked, sitting beside you on your bed, eating some of the popcorn from the bowl.

“I can’t decide! They’re both so good.”

You complained, looking back to the tv as he leaned back on the headboard.

“Just turn on Iron Man.”

“But…. But Bucky’s hot in Civil War…”

You pouted, looking over at him.

“……Just turn on fucking Iron Man.”

He huffed, setting the bowl on his lap as he put his right arm over your shoulders.