Clint Barton was the last person on earth that Steve and Tony would ever want to discover about their secret relationship - especially in these early days. unfortunately for them, he was the first to know, and not in the manner they would have preferred.

The team were on board the helicarrier after a strenuous mission. Everyone with the exception of Steve were still being checked out by S.H.E.I.L.D medics. His super soldier state meant he healed faster than the normal rate; looking down at his arm he could already see the deep gash that not only a few hours ago was bleeding at an alarming rate start to fade.

With at least another half an hour before the rest of the team were to be released Steve decided to spend his time in the lounge area provided especially for the Avengers after missions or meetings. Making himself comfortable on the couch he watched television for a while - or at least tried to. The tech on the ship were well more advanced than anything Steve had ever used, so he spent 20 minuets staring at the remote and pressing random buttons, his brows becoming more and more knitted with confusion as nothing happened.

It was when he gave up that Tony entered the room, and he immediately stuffed the remote into the back of the couch and sat up, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. The act was not missed by Tony though, and he chuckled lightly as he sat next to Steve.

"couldn't get the TV to work again, huh?" he laughed

Steve felt his cheeks turn a deep shade of red - something Tony found adorable - and looked away from his face before answering "what? no, i just y'know... was sitting. y-yeah. there was nothing good on the TV"

This sent Tony into further waves of laughter, and Steve's cheeks into an even deeper shade of red. "oh Steve" He chuckled "you are such a bad liar"

Only when he was around.

As Steve turned to look at Tony he was met with a pair of lips. He sat startled before he realised what Tony was doing and melted into the kiss. They sat there for a while in each others presence, talking and stealing kisses until a thought caused Steve put put their activities to an abrupt halt. "Wait" he said, pulling back and realising where they were "What if someone comes in and sees us like this? I don't want anyone to know. not yet"

"Oh yeah that - don't worry about them" Tony replied coolly "The hawk went back to his 'nest', Nat went to clean up and Thor has returned to Asguard for a few days. oh and Bruce was called to some emergency in the lab. we're fine" He reassured.

Steve relaxed and grinned cheekily "Well then, we can do more than kissing"

"I like your thinking, captain" Tony replied huskily, grabbing the front of Steve's shirt and pulling him into a passionate kiss.

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Clint had spent the past 10 minuets scurrying through the vents and peaking through rooms, trying to search for and possibilities of causing trouble when he saw that Nat was having a shower and left her clothes hanging on a peg by the door outside. Perfect. Pranking Natasha was nothing to be taken lightly though, and so he would have to get another person involved so that when she came to murder whoever did it, he could frame someone else. Stark was the first person to fall into his mind, he could tell him the clothes were Maria's. he hated her, and then he would gladly hide them somewhere where nobody could get them. Perfect. Clint quietly slid out of the vent, grabbed the clothes and headed to the lounge room .

"Hey, Tony i really need you to help me hide these, they're Maria's and - " as he looked up he saw something he never anticipated. Tony had Steve pinned against a wall, in full flow match of shirtless tonsil tennis. He internally gaged while on the outside he stood, mouth hanging open and eyes wide with shock. Tony snapped out of his making out session long enough to look over at Clint and realise there was another person in the room. "oh, shit" he exclaimed, backing of Steve and stumbling around the room in search of his shirt while Steve followed suit.

"I think i'm gonna leave" clint said, slowly backing away.

"Yes, please" Steve sighed slightly with relief. He'd much rather avoid any conference about what just happened.

"No, wait" Tony intervened, grabbing the back of clint's shirt and dragging him back into the room. "We can't let you go until you promise not to tell anyone what you just saw"

"I won't , i promise!" Clint lied. oh boy was he going to have a field trip

"Why don't i believe you?"

"trust issues?"

Tony sighed. "If i let you go now, I give it 5 minuets before the entire ship knows"

"I'd say 10, there's now way he could work that fast" Steve added.

"Shut up, i can have everyone on board know in a matter of seconds" Clint boasted.

"Bullshit" Tony laughed

"watch me"

"actually, I'm not going to, because you're not going to tell anyone anyway" Tony replied smugly

"oh really? you think you're going to stop me, the super assassin spy? yeah right" Clint scoffed.

Tony pushed Clint against the wall "If you tell one person, if you think about telling someone, heck, if you even think about what just happened" he growled "then i will find every bow and arrow set you own, snap them in half and refuse to make you a new set, until you're forced to use a gun as useful as a water pistol for the rest of your days" He warned.

Clint gulped and slowly raised his hands. His treasured bow and arrows were not worth this shit. "okay, okay, let's just all calm down. I surrender. I won't tell anyone" He answered calmly. "Now please, let me go".

Tony released Clint who immediately brushed down his shirt and scurried out of the room. Tony turned to look at Steve, a reassuring smile across his face "He won't tell anyone."