Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
Tony and Clint are working in the same space, bouncing ideas of each other and making small talk.
Clint: *notices Tony slouching* You okay, man?
Tony: *jerking up straight* Yeah, yes I'm fine. Just deep in thought...
(Tony is lying. He nearly fell asleep and face planted on the desk.)
Clint:*knows Tony is lying* You tired or something?
Tony:*snorts* sleep is for the weak. *Focusing back on his work*
(Clint can see the bags under Tony's eyes, his body language screaming exhausted, and how his eyes slowly drifted before he forced himself to focus again.)
Clint:*moving to sit next to Tony* Then I am very weak, I kinda want a nap.
Tony:*takes a second to process what Clint said* then take one. No one is stopping you, Clint.
Clint:*puts a arm around Tony* yeah, but I want a buddy to cuddle! So can we...
(Tony couldn't stay awake anymore, his body finally giving in and falling asleep. Tony had fallen asleep and ended up resting against Clint, head on his shoulder.)
Clint:*starring at Tony's face*...*blushes hard* okay, this is fine...
Clint:*internally* Oh my god, why is he so cute! No one should be this cute, how is he this adorable! I just wanna keep him and protect him from everything... Maybe Nat wouldn't mind bringing Tony in. After all, he is a sweetheart.
(Clint's hand unconsciously moves to Tony's waist, rubbing little circles there. Tony sighs in his sleep, content and peaceful.)
Clint:*internally* Yep, I'm keeping him.
(Clint rests his head against Tony's)
???:Clint.
Clint:*eyes widen with panic* H-hey Steve!
Steve:*behind Clint stone faced, seething inside* What are you doing with Tony?
Clint:*Scared and wanting to live* we were working on different things, bouncing ideas off each other and I noticed Tony was tired. I did plan to take Tony to his room, after I tricked him into agreeing. But he feel asleep while I was trying. S-so here I am! I didn't want to move cause I wanted to let him sleep! Ya know?
(Clint is trying not to shake with fear, as not to wake Tony, but can't keep said fear out of his voice.)
Steve:*voice drops an octave* then why is your head on Tony's, Clint?
Clint:*pales* uh...
Steve:*frowns* I see...
(Steve separates the two, careful with Tony. Picking up the sleeping genius Steve walks out heading for his own room, as it's closer. He stops before he leaves, however.)
Steve: Clint?
Clint:*afraid* ...yeah?
Steve: Next time, just carry Tony to his room if he passes out like this. Understood?
Clint: Y-Yep! Understood loud and clear, captain! Carry the leader to his room, can do...
(Steve walks away. Clint finally lets out a shaky breath, the panic easing slightly. He stares longingly at the seat Tony had just been sitting, wanting him to come back and sit with him again.)
Clint:*internally* I swear Cap, you break his heart once, hurt him one time, me and Nat will take him faster than Thor's lightning. I promise you that. He is too cute to be taken by a meanie!
If anyone can make this fanfiction, I will praise your name.