I don't own the characters I just shamelessly fangirl over them. I there will be smut in later chapters so don't be surprised when the tyrannical fanfiction takes down this story.


As his alarm clock sounded off Clint let out an irritated groan "Coffee!" he growled and reluctantly got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen in just his pajama pants. The whole main level was flooded with sunlight as the sun was rising, If he had the day off he might make it a point to climb to the roof with his breakfast and enjoy the view, but of course he had a solo mission today; So there wasn't a cloud in the sky and everything looked perfect for maybe a date with a certain doctor, but no! He had to work today.

Clint didn't notice Bruce as soon as he entered the kitchen, But Bruce definitely noticed him "Morning Barton, The coffee maker just kicked on, you might have to wait a few minutes for it."

Clint groaned and slumped against the fridge letting out a whimper "Why?"

Bruce chuckled; the marksmen looked so cute when he whined like that. "It's a tragedy I know."

Bruce leaned against the kitchen counter looking as if he hadn't got a lick of sleep last night. Which was pretty much true, the doctor had awoken at around three this morning exhausted. He tried to fall back asleep because lately he'd been having wet dreams about a certain marksmen. One's where Clint was bent over his desk moaning out his name face flushed with color.

Bruce shook himself out of the gutter that had become his thoughts. "You're up early, is there a reason?"

All Bruce could focus on were those abs, the looked so…delicious. His mind was a swirl with how inappropriate it would be to take Clint right there against the fridge. Pushing his adorable purple silk pajamas aside and seeing how much shaking that stainless steel smart fridge could take.

Clint let out another displeased groaned "I'm being sent on a solo mission"

He disliked solo missions but it had to be done, orders were orders and there was not real or moral reason to ignore them. Like there was when he saved Natasha. Clint gave Bruce a once over, His usual well-kept brown curls were a wonderful mess falling in front of his face every time he moved to take a sip of his tea. His sleep clothes were a little big on him and drew the archer's eyes to the exposed collar bone visible from his low hanging neckline. It looked good enough to bite he thought as the coffee make went ding. He poured himself a cup dumping an unhealthy amount of sugar in it and leaned against the counter as well, letting out a contented moan as the coffee hit the spot. The moan made a blush spread across Bruce's face and he did his best to hide it. The sound made him think of all those dreams he had been having and it just sent shivers down his spine. Bruce has had a crush on Clint since the moment the hulk laid eyes on 'cupid' it was cute really, the way the other guys heart would swell along with his as Clint spoke to him as if he were a friend. Bruce moved the papers up further covering his face, but Clint caught the blush on his face and was confused on why it was there.

"I'd inquire on what it's for but 'then you'd have to kill me' right" Bruce joked trying to forget about those dreams and that beautiful noise that escaped the other man. "It's just a shame that you'll be missing the sci-fi movie marathon." Bruce wanted to cry, he was hoping the archer would be there so that maybe he could try snuggling up to him of maybe confessing feeling for him but no dice.

Clint let out another childish whine "This is no fair, I blame Stark!"

Bruce chuckled "Well this is a marathon to get Steve acquainted with the twenty-first century." Implying that of course it was Tony's fault, Tony has had a crush on Steve for the longest time and everyone knew it except for the captain. Hell Bruce knew it before Steve and usually he was the last on to pick up on things like that.

"I knew it, it's always Tony's fault" Clint knew this was just Tony's way of putting the moves on the soldier, but why did all the fun things happen when Clint had work.

Bruce stifled a laugh "It's going to be unbearably awkward without you there." A smile spread across Clint's face, the doctor actually wanted him there. Bruce Banner the world's leading exert in gamma radiation, and one of the few people that were more intelligent than even Tony Stark. Wanted little old cupid there. Bruce blushed as he realized Clint was smiling at him. He wanted to look into it, He wanted to say something but before he could open his mouth Tony walked in with just a towel wrapped around his waist.

Tony had a smug smile plastered all over his face it was almost like Tony could see what Bruce was thinking "I'm not interrupting am I?"

Then Steve walked in sweaty from his morning run around the estate "Tony, How many times have I told you about being naked outside of the designated areas?" Steve yelled.

Bruce and Clint shared look, exactly how many times has Stark been told that. Clint decided it was time to make an exit. "Well. I'm going to leave for my mission now." He slid out of the room unnoticed along with Bruce as the other two bickered like an old married couple.

"Hey, um…When I get back maybe we could watch some…I don't know… Doctor Who?" Clint asked the doctor almost innocently

"I love Doctor Who." Bruce beamed "I'd love to!" Bruce leaned in and gave Clint a quick kiss on the cheek that made them both turn a shade of read "Just get home safe and we can have a marathon of it." Bruce smiled and retreated to his lab where he knew he wasn't going to get any work done now. Giddy look was plastered on Clint's face as he sped off on his bike.