‘ nothing fucks with my baby . ’ (queenfrcst)
Callum rubbed a hand over his face. The fight hadn’t been one of his worst and it hadn’t been physical. It had been a long time coming though. An argument between the son of the White Queen and the son of Captain America. They had squared up, ready to trade blows, electricity sparking between his fingers. But they had been stopped by Mira and several other baby Avengers.
“It’s nothing to worry about, mother. Just a verbal spat with the junior Boy Scout.”











