Chapter 9: Some Stupid Shit

Clint couldn't fucking believe it. Barney had the nerve to walk out like that without any good reason. Now he understood how Tony must've felt after their first kiss. It was weird. That game of Truth or Dare seemed like such a long time ago. He ran out and caught Barney halfway down the first flight of stairs.

"Hey!" he yelled out.

Barney stopped and turned around, daring to look as though he'd done nothing wrong. The bastard was just asking for it today.

"I oughta kick your ass, Barney! What the hell was that?"

"You've really done it this time, bro. "

Clint crossed his arms, gripping the sleeves of his jacket to keep himself from punching Barney. He'd come to blows with his brother multiple times before. Each time always ended up badly for them both.

"The fuck are you talking about, Barney? I thought we were all having a pretty good time."

"Have you forgotten who the fuck you are? What you are?"

"I know exactly who the fuck I am!"

"Then what are you doing here? Chumming around with these ass-clowns. Joking and spouting catchphrases like you're some regular teenager. You're a Barton, Clint!"

Clint's mouth began to tremble. His fingers clutched tighter on his sleeves. Barney was seriously pushing it.

"So that means I can't be happy? Are you mad at me because I'm happy?! Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Barney scoffed.

"You're telling me you're happy with that guy? Here you have Natasha who is practically gift wrapped for you, and the first person you choose to date is him?"

Barney spat out that last word like it was something awful tasting on his tongue. Clint raised his eyebrows and licked over his teeth.

"Ohhhh, I see. This is all about Tony, isn't it? You don't care that I've made some new friends and changed my attitude. It's Tony."

"It's your relationship with Tony." Barney elaborated.

Clint took a step forward, invading Barney's personal space. His brother was taller and more built than him, but Barney stopped being an imposing figure to Clint a long time ago.

"So you're either pissed off that I'm dating a guy or that I'm dating Tony."

Barney's face stayed blank but Clint saw the corner of his eye twitch.

"It's both."

"So what the fuck was the point of you coming here today?"

"Because as much as I may not like it, you are my brother. I figured maybe I could stomach down a day with you and your little...gang here."

Clint swallowed. He hated that he secretly wanted Barney's approval. The two of them had little to nothing they ever bonded on. Clint didn't like that his relationship with his brother was the way it was. Yeah Barney cared about him. Barney even loved him. But he didn't like him. This conversation was starting to put Clint in a very bad place. A place that resulted in multiple long-term suspensions from school, several nights in juvie, and the basement of an older man he almost slept with years ago.

"You...are such...a tool. You think nobody noticed your face all day? You didn't even give it a chance!"

Barney's icy glare cut into Clint like an invisible knife, and the younger Barton took a step back. Okay, so Barney was still imposing.

"Give me one good reason why I should." he asked cruelly.

Clint uncrossed his arms and let them fall to his sides. He closed his eyes, lowered his head and swallowed again.

"Because Barney, things are different now. I want this to work. Tony is my boyfriend and-"

"That's right. He is."

Clint opened his eyes and looked back up. Barney's face had softened.

"The infamous Tony Stark is who you've chosen to be your boyfriend. I've seen the tabloids, Clint. How well do you think this is gonna turn out?"

Clint began to get angry again. He's worried about me. Barney is worried about me. He's my brother! Why can't he just fucking say that?!

"I can't answer that question, Barney. I do know that I like Tony, and he likes me back. We're doing this. I am going to do what the fuck I want, when the fuck I want, and you will deal."

Barney wiped a hand over his mouth and looked to the side. His frustration leaked through and he stomped his foot hard on the ground making Clint jump.

"Whatever, Clint. I don't approve. I don't approve at all. But...you're my brother and I...fuck it."

Clint gave Barney a shit-eating grin. He knew what Barney was trying to say, but Clint wasn't going to push it. Neither of them have said it to each other since their parents died. Maybe one of of them should have said it now, but Clint was finding it too hard to do so at the moment.

"I don't care if you don't approve." he lied.

Barney rolled his eyes and turned around, stomping loudly down the stairs.

"See you at home." Clint muttered under his breath.

He stood there on the steps, watching as Barney disappeared down the second flight. Clint closed his eyes, realizing his shoulders had been shaking since their colorful discussion began. He took deep controlled breaths, waiting until they ceased shaking before he went back. I should have known better.

Clint walked back onto the floor and was met with a quick hug from Tony. Clint hugged him back, welcoming the contact. Tony's soft skin and sexy cologne was already helping to calm him down. The others were all gathered in the kitchen talking quietly amongst themselves when they saw him.

"Everything okay, Clint?" asked Bucky.

"Your brother seemed quite upset." said Thor.

"Didn't you guys see? He was like that the entire time." said Natasha.

"Oh screw him. Barney was just being an asshole. He went home." Clint ground out, forgetting a ten year-old was there.

"Good. No offense Clint but I don't want nobody else trying to kill the vibe before I go." said Sam.

"Psh. None taken, Birdie."

Clint then brought his mouth to Tony's ear.

"I need to talk to you." he whispered.

Tony nodded and faced his guests.

"We'll be right back." he said.

Clint followed Tony out of the room. Natasha shot him a knowing look, nodding at him. The rest of them were oblivious but Natasha knew. Clint needed a little private time after what just happened. They went to Tony's bedroom down the hallway. The second Clint closed the door behind them he grabbed Tony by the arm and brought him into a Thor style bear hug. He buried his face in Tony's shoulder and squeezed his eyes shut. Tony grabbed him back, kissing his cheek.

"Barney's an asshole." Tony said.

Clint melded into Tony, feeling the back his eyelids get hot. Tony felt so good it almost made him want to cry. On top of everything else. Tears were close but Clint fought them back.

"He doesn't approve of us. He hates that I'm dating a guy. He hates that I'm dating you even more. I wish I could shrug it off but he's my family."

Tony rubbed circles on Clint's back.

"Trust me, I understand. You don't even want to know what Howard and Rhodey said to me about us."

Clint's hands slid from Tony's back down to his thighs. A bubble of lust grew inside of him, making his skin heat up like a furnace. He pressed his face further into Tony's neck, heavily inhaling the scent of his cologne like it was an aphrodisiac.

"But that's a different thing. Touch me, Tony." he whispered.

Clint grew brick hard in an instant, feeling his libido stab into Tony's waist. Tony responded right away, breathing hard on Clint's ear and slowly unbuttoned his shorts.

"You think Barney would hate what I'm about to do to you right now?" he asked, giving Clint's neck a long wet lick.

Clint bit down on his lip. Tony knew Clint's neck was one of his sensitive spots that drove him crazy.

"Hell yeah he would. Touch me, Tony."

Tony unzipped Clint's shorts and they fell around his feet. The head of his hard cock peaking out of the top of his boxers. He needed Tony right now. His mouth. His skin. His fingers. His eyes. Anything as long as it was Tony. Clint's eyes dilated as Tony pulled down his underwear. Tony then licked his palm, coating it with saliva before grabbing Clint's erection. His hand was the perfect combo of firm and wet and he began pumping Clint's length up and down. Clint gasped and held onto Tony's shoulders as if they were handlebars.

"You like it when I touch you, Clint?" his boyfriend asked.

"Yes. Fuck yes." he breathed.

"Tell me again." Tony ordered.

He started jerking Clint. Faster and harder and rougher than usual. Clint's breath caught in his throat. Tony's magic hand was something else. Clint started getting weak in the knees, almost falling down. Tony quickly caught him by the small of his back with his other hand.

"I fucking love it when you touch me." Clint managed to spout.

Tony's hand rotated in hard circles around his head, his thumb pressing against the cleft of Clint's cock.

"Hell yeah you do. You love it when I make you cum?"

Tony's jerking grew harder and harder, and Clint found himself whimpering. Tony was borderline yanking his cock. It hurt, but Clint was so aroused by it he couldn't help but grow more engorged than he ever thought he could be. Tony making him cum was always thrilling.

"Mmm. Yeah." he strained, shocked to hear his own voice get high.

Tony jerked him even faster. Clint reveled in the clapping sounds his balls made every time Tony's hand bounced against them.

"Tell me, Clint."

"Yes, Tony, ah! I-agh!- I love it when you make me cum. I'm s-s-so c-close."

"Yeah? You gonna cum, baby? You gonna cum cuz of me?"

The muscles in Clint's member began contracting mercilessly, and Clint's back arched forward.

"Mmm hmm. I am. Oh sweet Jesus, I am."

"Do it then. Cum, baby."

Clint's body got goosebumps when Tony said that. His vision started getting hazy. He was about to cum painfully hard.

"Ohhhhhh god. Just a little more, Tony. Say that again."

"Cum, baby."

That was it. Clint reached his mountain top just as Tony dropped to his knees and wrapped his gorgeous lips around Clint's veiny sausage. It was over with. Clint's mouth widened with a silent scream as he stopped breathing and spurted onto Tony's hot tongue. His frustration and anger towards his brother all poured down his lover's throat who just smiled as he swallowed it all. Clint looked at Tony's face and he couldn't help but chuckle. Tony slurped around his cock one last time before parting his lips and letting Clint withdraw his dick.

"Feeling better, Clyde?" Tony asked, wiping his mouth with his hand.

Clint chuckled again. Tony asked him that same question the first time he gave Clint a blowjob. It worked then, too.

"Thank you, Tony. I am."

Tony grabbed Clint's shorts from around his feet and pulled them back up for him.

"Fuck Barney." he said while fixing Clint's zipper.

Clint grinned and pressed their lips together. There wasn't any pineapple this time, but Clint still enjoyed tasting himself as he slid his tongue along Tony's soft palette.

"Fuck Barney." Clint echoed when they broke apart.

With his mind cleared, Clint's eyebrows went up as an idea came to mind.

"Hey T, wanna do some stupid shit?" he asked.

Tony grinned back at him.

"Hell yeah, Clyde. What'd ya have in mind?"

"Something Natasha swore she would never do with me ever again."

"I'm in."

Tony wrapped his arms around Clint and hugged him again.

"Can I just...hug you again for a little bit before we go back out there?"

Clint nodded against Tony's shoulder. He never would have thought this talkative, spoiled, semi-metrosexual rich boy would ever be the one who tugged on his heart strings like this, but he liked it. His life was changing more and more with every second he spent with Tony, and Clint was learning to not be so afraid of it. He closed his eyes and smiled, hugging him back tenderly.

"Yeah. Yeah."

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Steve hated conflict during times of celebration. What was Barney's problem? His brother took a chance with Steve and his pals not too long ago, and now Clint was a part of his Circle. Barney clearly wasn't interested in doing the same. It was such a shame. Clint was almost completely over his distance thing with them, but Barney was just being a tool. From the moment Clint introduced him, Barney either made an off color comment or just stared at them like they were moldy bread. Steve did not approve. Steve did not approve at all. Not only was this Sam's last day with their Circle, but clearly having Barney there was important to Clint. At first Steve thought Barney came on his own accord, but it turned out Clint invited him. Somehow, that was a little worse because Barney accepted the invitation but didn't find them worth his time. Pardon my French but Clint is right. Screw him.

Tony and Clint went to go talk in private while Steve and the others stayed at the table. Despite the awkward moment, Thor was still insisting on them finishing the desserts. Steve couldn't help but smile. He and Thor were alike in many ways. Other than Sam, he felt particularly close to the Asgardian. But there was one thing that stood out between them; whenever there was a conflict, Steve wanted to talk about it and see what he could do to solve the problem. Thor preferred to distract from the issue, suggesting another idea or lightening the mood with a joke or compliment. Steve would've had a problem with that if it didn't work so damn well. He was still feeling proud of him and his team for winning the bake-off, and Clint didn't leave the party. Steve smiled at Thor while they ate. Seriously, what is Loki's problem? I can't find anything to hate about Thor. Their group was bigger than usual today, so Thor wasn't too crazy with the desserts. Everyone got to have a good amount of pie and eclairs.

Tony and Clint joined them all a few minutes later. Clint looked a lot more relaxed which made Steve happy. He enjoyed seeing Clint have a good time. The younger Barton was such a smartass that Steve used to wonder if he even liked them at all sometimes. Now he had grown to get used to Clint's ways. His mouth wasn't too different from Tony's, who he was coincidentally dating now. Steve laughed internally. He liked Clint a lot.

Jane looked down at her watch as she ate the last of her pie.

"Oh my goodness! Darcy we gotta get you home." she said.

Darcy stomped her foot on the ground.

"Aw man. Really?" she asked.

Steve couldn't help but smile. Barney may not have thought they were worth his time, but Darcy was just loving them all day long.

"If it wasn't a school day tomorrow then yeah we'd let you stay longer." said Jane.

"Yeah. We'd better get going." said Betty.

"Ugh. Whatever." said Darcy.

She tried to be nonchalant, but disappointment was written all over her cute little face. Steve looked at Bruce, who also looked disappointed. He gave Betty a glace that silently asked her to stay. Betty seemingly didn't get the message and got up anyway.

"Would you like me to take you home?" asked Thor.

Jane smiled but shook her head 'no'.

"No, hun. You should spend as much time with Sam as you can today."

She put her hand on his arm and kissed him sweetly.

"You come see me when it's over, though."

Thor grinned at her.

"But of course, lady Jane. Darcy. Betty. Farewell for now." he said with a bow.

"I had a really fun time today." said Jane.

"Me too! Suuuu much fun!" Darcy exclaimed.

"Awww. Thanks, Paprika." said Tony.

Bruce hugged Betty and kissed her cheek.

"Thanks for coming today. Will I see you later?" he asked.

Betty shrugged.

"I don't know."

"Welllll I could go with you if you like."

Betty shook her head.

"No. It's alright. I'm tired anyway. I still wanna talk to you though, but you stay and have fun. Really."

Bruce nodded his head and said nothing else as she slipped out of his hold. Steve looked uncomfortably to the side. Bruce was right. She was acting different. Steve only hoped his own guess wasn't correct. He had handled his break-up with Sharon surprisingly well, but Bruce was a sensitive soul. Tony stood up and gave Jane and Darcy quick hugs.

"I know Thor brought you guys here in his ride but since he's staying I'll have Happy drop you gals off." he said.

"Thanks Tony. It was a fun party." said Darcy.

"You think Happy could give me a ride too?" Bucky asked all of a sudden.

Steve snapped his head towards him. Bucky looked apologetic, so Steve was sure he wasn't leaving out of spite like he feared.

"What's up, Bucky?" asked Sam.

"Jane reminded me. Tomorrow's a school day. It's a long ass bus ride back to Kirby U. If I wanna get a good night's rest for my classes tomorrow, I gotta hurry and catch the next bus there within like an hour."

"Kirby U ya say? Yeah, that would be a good idea." said Natasha.

"Most unfortunate. It was a pleasure making your acquaintance, Bucky."

Steve held in a chuckle. Thor rarely called any of the Circle by their nicknames.

Tony nodded.

"Alright. I'll let Happy know. I'll call him. You guys just head out front."

"I'll uh, I'll walk you out." said Steve.

It was strange. Steve felt disappointed that Bucky was leaving, but not as disappointed as he thought he would be. Bucky showing up out of the blue like he did last night was more than a pleasant shock. He was happy to have him spend the night and hang out with his friends, but Steve was still a little bitter. Over the past year, Bucky had had little to no contact with Steve. So much so that when Sharon dumped him, Steve didn't even want to call Bucky. Thor was the one who cheered him up that day. Bucky not being around was unfortunate, but he had a good handful of misfits he could spend time with these days.

Sam gave Bucky a tight hug.

"It was nice seeing you, man." he said.

"Same here. Have a safe trip, Sammy."

"You too."

Bucky turned to the rest of them.

"Nice meeting you all. It was a blast."

"I'm just glad a college student chose to grace us with his presence." Clint joked.

"It was most fun. I do hope we meet again." said Thor with a bow.

Bucky bowed back. He then followed Steve and the girls out of the kitchen to the elevator. Steve saw Tony began talking to the remaining guests while the doors closed. He couldn't make out what he was saying but he looked excited.

"Those guys are a riot." said Bucky with a chuckle.

Steve smiled.

"They sure are, Buck."

"I like you all. And I totally love my new nickname! Just wait 'til my friends at school hear that freaking Tony Stark gave it to me!" said Darcy excitedly.

She grinned evilly, already picturing their jealous reactions in their head.

"Oh boy." said Jane with a giggle.

"Oh brother." Betty muttered quietly.

Steve fought not to glare at her. Does she have a problem as well? The rode the elevator down at exited when it reached the ground floor. The girls walked ahead of them while Steve purposefully slowed his pace with Bucky.

"Hopefully it doesn't take one of us moving for you to visit us again sometime." said Steve.

Bucky chuckled and clicked his tongue.

"Oh Stevie. Don't act like you aren't a little upset with me."

Steve stopped in his tracks. He never was great at hiding his feelings. Stuff like that was for "Bonnie and Clyde". Bucky looked at him, his face a blend of affection and pity. Steve's ocean blue eyes stared hard at Bucky.

"Why?" was all he asked.

Bucky was a smart guy. He would know what he meant. In typical Bucky Barnes fashion, the shaggy haired brunette just shrugged.

"I don't really know how else to put it, Stevie. College changes you. Especially when you go to college away from home. I miss you a lot Steve. Believe me I do but,...I don't know. I just,..."

Steve's eyes softened. He couldn't relate or fully understand what Bucky was trying to say, but he got the jist of it.

"It's okay Bucky. I'm not mad at you. I just...I miss you, too. I mean, sometimes I lay in my bed at night and think about the times we would gorge on fried bologna sandwiches. Or watch Superman. Color pictures. Play pirates and monsters. I miss those days, Bucky. I miss you being around."

Bucky laughed and slapped Steve's shoulder.

"Always so dramatic. Nice to know you still get nostalgic over that kind of thing."

Steve's cheeks reddened. He know he must've sounded a little like a child but he didn't look away.

"But that's a different thing." he said.

Bucky shook his head.

"No, not really. Look, Steve, you remember what we used to say to each other?"

Steve's cheeks reddened even more but he couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth.

"I'm with ya 'til the end of the line." he chanted.

He hadn't said that in almost five years. Bucky smiled back.

"I'm with ya 'til the end of the line," Bucky echoed,

"I know I don't talk to you nearly as much as I should, but that's always gonna be true. I promise I'll visit again soon, okay? After all, Spring Break is coming up in a month or so."

Steve nodded.

"That's right. Same here."

Bucky mock saluted Steve.

"I'll see you around, Captain. Seriously. You've got something special with those guys upstairs. I'm sure there's a good reason that's your nickname."

Steve laughed and punched his bicep.

"Better than the reason for yours. James Buchanan Barnes."

Bucky rolled his eyes but smirked as he continued walking towards the front door.

"Later, Steve."

Steve waved goodbye.

"Later, Buck."

Steve turned around back to the elevator. He felt a little better now about his thoughts toward Bucky. Their talk was nice. It was very nice, but Steve was sure it would be a long while before he saw him again. He just hoped it would be under slightly happier circumstances.

Back on Tony's floor, Steve walked into the lounge to see none of his friends were there. The table near the kitchenette was lined with dirty plates, and it still smelled like pie. Steve went towards the living room. They weren't in there either. He was about to call for them when he saw that the big sliding door to the balcony was open. He went outside, seeing his friends talking amongst themselves near the lawn chairs that sat by the ledge.

"Hi, all. What's going on?" he asked as he joined them.

Steve grew concerned. Natasha was frowning hard at her partner and his boyfriends who were smiling and standing on either side of Sam.

"T and Clyde have some sorta surprise for me." said Sam.

"Yup. We're about to do something fun." said Clint.

Natasha frowned even harder when Clint when he said the word "fun". Steve grew curious.

"Really? What?" he asked.

"Didn't you just hear Sam? It's a surprise." said Tony.

Natasha rolled her eyes and sighed frustratedly.

"I know what it is." she said.

She sounded none too happy about it.

"We're about to head out." said Clint.

Steve's eyebrows shot up. He smiled.

"We are? Cool. I like surprises."

Clint laughed oddly, making Steve's smile slowly go away.

"Yeahhhh, sorry Captain. When I said 'we' I just meant me, Tony, Sam, and Thor. The rest of you are staying here." the blond informed.

Steve blinked rapidly, lowering his eyebrows hard.

"Excuse me?"

"Yup. Our surprise isn't in your territory." Tony said.

Steve gaped. Are they seriously excluding me from something without my say so?! Seriously?!

"Hold on a second, I can't come? Really?" he asked, a little more sad than upset.

Unaffected, Clint shook his head and crossed his arms.

"Nope."

Steve whined loudly, making Tony and Natasha roll their eyes at him. Clint raised an eyebrow. Sam, Bruce, and Thor all looked the other way, trying not to laugh.

"Oh come on!" said Steve.

Natasha shook her head.

"I know how you must feel Steve, but believe me when I say they're paying you a compliment."

She glared at Tony and Clint who just smirked at her.

"Because they're about to do some really stupid shit." she added.

Steve looked hopefully at Sam who put his hands in the air.

"Hey don't look at me, man. I don't even know what we're about to do." he said.

"Nat's right, Steve. Besides, you get to stay here and hang out with her and Bruce. I don't see what the problem is." said Clint.

"They at least got a say in the matter. You know you guys have got some freaking balls! Tell me why I can't go." Steve demanded, crossing his arms.

Clint scoffed and rubbed the side of his nose with his thumb.

"We know you, Steve. What we're about to do, you'd just say 'no'." he bluntly replied.

Steve let out a small sarcastic laugh. First Barney and now this. He clasped his hands together as he clicked his teeth with his tongue.

"You know, we're supposed to be this sort of posse. Why do I have a feeling that's the excuse you're gonna use every time you feel like doing something outrageous?" he asked, letting them see how offended he was.

Tony put his hands on his hips and rolled his eyes.

"Steve, if Natasha is saying we're about to do something stupid, don't you think you should trust her judgment?" he asked.

"Yet you're bringing Thor." Steve pointed out.

Thor put his hands in his pockets, looking uncomfortable and shifting his weight back and forth on his heels. Bruce shrugged.

"He's got a point you guys." he said.

"Yeah well, Thor's only coming in case something goes wrong." Tony explained.

Steve arched an eyebrow and let his hands slap at his sides.

"Just what the hell are you guys about to do?" he asked, frustrated with all the secrecy.

Clint smirked mischievously.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Yes, I would." Steve retorted.

"Hey! Since this surprise event is for me, can I get a say in this?" Sam asked, looking shocked that they were talking like he wasn't even there.

"But of course, friend Sam." said Thor with an apologetic smile.

"Look, I don't know what the hell is about to happen, but Steve was my friend first. Today is about me if I remember your earlier words correctly. I say he comes with."

Tony and Clint opened their mouths to protest, but Sam crossed his arms and glared at them. Daring them to say something different. Tony raked his fingers through his hair and stomped his foot on the ground.

"Aw dammit. Sometimes it sucks having a conscience." he said.

"Since when did you ever have one of those?" Bruce joked, giving Tony a playful elbow to the ribs.

Steve smiled and threw a fist pump. These guys didn't know what they were talking about! He could be crazy!... You know, if he wanted. Clint stepped forward and poked a finger in Steve's direction.

"Alright listen up, Captain; You wanna roll with the cool kids? Awesome. However, the only reason you're coming along is because Sam says so. Like Natasha said, we're about to do some stupid shit, but Tony and I are reckless like that so we have an excuse. You on the other hand, not so much. So if you come with us, you don't protest. At all. Not once, cuz if I even think you're about to start nagging, I will pull over and leave your ass on the side of the road to pick you up later. We got a deal?"

Clint stuck out his hand. Hearing his cryptic ultimatum made Steve want to back out. And he almost did, until he saw the way the others were looking at him. Faces that said things like "Yup, Steve's not doing this" "Old Steve Rogers, usual stick in the mud" "Just watch. He's about to chicken out right now." "Steve Rogers. Goodie two-shoes". Steve's blue eyes looked fiercely at them. He didn't know what was about to happen, but he was going to prove that they had him all wrong. He firmly shook Clint's hand giving his own devilish grin.

"Deal." he said.

Clint nodded and slapped Steve on the back.

"Well, that's settled then." he said, still looking skeptical.

Bruce and Natasha walked away, shaking their heads as they passed Steve on their way back inside from the balcony.

"Hope you know what you're doing, Rogers." said Natasha before closing the door behind her.

Steve looked back at Tony. He gulped when he saw him rub his hands together and smile like the Cheshire Cat.

"Alrighty then, Steve. We're going for a drive. You, Sam and Clint head down to the garage. Thor, help me find the ropes." he ordered.

Steve's eyes widened. Ropes? Ropes?! What the hell have I just gotten myself into?!

A/N: Something very very crazy is about to happen. Can you guess what? ;)