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(Tony has been injured, taking a bullet for Clint. It thankfully didn't hit any dangerous areas, but it did come close to the Arc Reactor- startling his team badly. Clint can't help but puppy guard him for a while, unable to stop seeing tony falling to the floor bleeding. Steve can't help but follow Tony around as much as possible- to afraid of losing him, especially before confessing his feelings for the genius.)
Tony: *On the couch, irritated* Do I have to lay here?
Clint: *Sitting on the floor in front of Tony* Yep, you just stay there and let Steve cuddle you! Please, for us? *Gives the puppy eyes look, the one people feel to guilty to say no to*
Tony: ...Fine.
Steve: *embarrassed and flustered* I'm sorry Tony, I just... j-just...
(Steve struggles to find the words he needs. In the end he can only bury his face back into Tony hair, nuzzling his entire form even closer to Tony's body somehow.)
Steve: I can't say it right now Tony, but believe me when I say I can't stand to see you hurt again like that. I hate when you're hurt at all.
Tony: *Confused, oblivious, and concerned* Alright Cap, you can hold me as long as you want. Take your time on whatever you have to say too, I can wait. *Glances at Clint* you can stay too, you know? As long as you desire, Birdbrain... Want to hold my hand?
(Tony offers Clint his hand, which he happily takes. Steve is happy too, grateful that Tony was understanding. Then the other Avengers decided to join them, setting themselves around Tony.)
Tony: *Sighs* Well it's now a party in here, can I at least have a drink?
Natasha: *Hands over a glass of chocolate milk*
Tony: *Deadpan stare* ...Thanks. Also, why?
Hulk: No bad drink today, only safe ones. *Gently pats Tony's head*
Steve: Hulk is right, you shouldn't drink right now Tony. You're one some strong medicine and being drunk isn't going to help you heal anyway.
(Tony pouts, but settles as he drinks the chocolate. Thor comes over with snacks for Tony, things that won't be too hard on his stomach. The medication is making him feel great, but he doesn't feel hungry much.)
Thor: Eat SHIELD brother! You need your strength to recover your wounds! Steve would be saddened if you had to stay down much longer.
(Tony's attention was caught on what Thor said.)
Tony: Why would- Steve, why would you be sad if I'm benched for awhile anyway, besides me being an important part of the team?
Steve: *Blushing, he mumbles his words.*
Tony: Could you say that again? I didn't hear you, and I don't have super hearing like you do.
Steve: *Blushing red now, blurts out his answer.* I-I love you!
(Five whole, silent, seconds pass by.)
Tony: *Blushes* I like you too, Steve.
Steve: *Bolts up, staring at Tony's face* Really!?
Tony: *Hiding his face in his hands* Yeah...
Clint: Do you love me, Tony? *Teasing*
Tony: *Blushing harder* Y-Yeah.
(Clint froze, staring at Tony with disbelief. A blush slowly making way on his face.)
Hulk: Little Tony like all of us?
Tony: *Gives a small squeak* Y-Yes, okay! I like all of you, each of you having traits that make you wonderful! *So red at this point*
Avengers: ...
( They bring Tony down off the couch, rearranging themselves so they could cuddle their precious genius.)
Avengers: *internally* No one shall take Tony from us. No one.
If anyone wants to write this as a fanfic you have complete permission, I only ask you link me the story so I can read it!
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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.
PRIDE MONTH IS HERE!!!!!! What better way to start this off than a good Marvel Prompt:
Tony is alone at a gala, secluded to a distant balcony to watch the stars. He feels lonely, insecure, and so unsure of everything. He wants to reach out, to find a connection with some one- even platonically at this point, but he can't bring himself to do it. Past scars and trauma won't allow Tony to simply let anyone in, or maybe ever again.
Then Clint drops in, startling Tony. He asks why Tony is alone, not entertaining guests and what not, only to see Tony's somber mood. Tony can't help but let a tiny bit of information on what the problem is- but cuts off quickly, Tony instantly tensing up.
Clint already pieces together the issue, he is called Hawkeye for a reason, and decides to pull Tony back inside to dance. All the while planning internally on helping Tony.
Soon, Tony finds himself spending time with each Avenger 1 on 1. Each having a little activity they drag him into, almost like a date...
Tony doesn't think about it. 'hopes and dreams can crash and burn, shattering before your very eyes. Only disappointment and irritation can follow, all because of false hope.' That is the belief inside Tony's head currently. To bad the Avengers, including Stephen, Loki, and Bucky, will take that idea and burn it to ashes then send the remains to space.
No one is letting Tony think so low of himself, not letting him be alone ever again, and will fucking mother hen his ass into better and healthier habits goddamnit!