Just as your hand passed through the threshold of the bag a loud knock echoed through the lounge room, making you flinch and pull your hand back.
"Are you expecting someone?" Nat asked Tony. He shrugged,
"I am!" Steve shot up and headed towards the door. Everyone looked questionably at the blonde man.
"You are?" Tony said, crossing his arms smiling, obviously bemused by the situation. Steve knew very few people outside of the group, he had spoken of a few others he had either met or reconnected with recently, but you had certainly not met them. You all looked among yourselves; Thor and Loki were the only ones to not quite understand your confusion.
"Yes," he replied, opening the door. Everyone leaned in so they had a clear view of the door, it wouldn't have looked quite so ridiculous if it was subtle, but it was far from it. Clint and Tony moved to lean over the edge of the three seater couch, Natasha had turned around almost completely to see passed the both of them, Bruce had meandered closer to you, and Thor and Loki looked between themselves for a moment before doing the same as Bruce had. The two men that stepped through the door were slightly shocked to have all of the eyes in the room focused on them. Steve shut the door and turned, smiling at his friends,
"This is Sam," he gestured to the smiling dark-skinned man standing to his left, "and this is James, but everyone calls him Bucky." He continued, gesturing to the stoic man to his right. "You've both already met Natasha, and this is Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson and (First Name) (Last Name)." everyone said hello and either waved or nodded when their name was called, Sam and Bucky's eyes lingered on each person for a moment, but when Steve came to you, Bucky's eyes stopped on you for a longer time than anyone else. His seemingly cold gaze caused a flutter of butterflies to enter your stomach, and a soft blush to form on your cheeks. Tony cleared his throat, breaking the sudden silence.
"Gentlemen, we were just about to play a very sophisticated game of Seven Minutes in Heaven. Would you care to join us?" The billionaire said in a British accent whilst sweeping his hand through the air, which his Clint square in the face causing him to fall onto Natasha who was less than pleased. Tony let out an unsympathetic laugh and climbed down from the couch. You face-palmed, great first impressions Tony…
"How would that work exactly?" Sam said, walking forward with a sceptical laugh, Steve and Bucky following behind.