This is what happens when you get bored at one am. I decided to write more Clint/Avenger fics. How each Avenger convinces Clint the isn't to blame for anything he did under mind control. This one is Tony.
"Sir…I sense a disturbance on the roof"
Tony blinked at the ceiling. "Exactly what kind of disturbance Jarvis?" he asked.
"I am not exactly sure Mr. Stark…" he answered. Tony put down his tools and went to check it out. For Pepper's safety anyway.
He rode the elevator up and gasped silently at what he saw. Sprawled out on the roof was Clint Barton.
He laid on his back and stared at the sky as the rain drenched his skin.
Tony quickly crossed to him and knelt down. "Barton? What the hell are you doing up here?" he asked.
"Sorry…Stark…had to…had to find…somewhere…they won't…find me…" he stammered as he turned to look at Stark.
Tony saw he was very pale. "So you collapsed on my roof while sick?" Tony asked. Clint shrugged and shivered from the cold.
"I don't care Tony…leave me alone…" he said and coughed.
"Fuck that" Tony answered and lifted Clint like a bride. He jostled him so his head rested on his shoulder and then ran back inside.
He carried Clint straight to Bruce's room. He knocked and the doctor opened the door a few seconds later.
"We got a problem Brucey…" he said. "I see…is he okay?" Bruce asked and Clint gave a weak smile.
"Peachy…" he said hoarsely. "Yeah…that's why your burning up" Bruce commented as he stroked his friends forehead.
"Why you care…no one else care bout me" Clint mumbled. "Were a team dumbass…I don't think your supposed to let your team mates suffer" Tony told him.
"Thanks…mind I crash here then…I'm kind of…Shield hates me" Clint mumbled.
"Sure…I guess I am stuck carrying you to a spare room then" Tony muttered but walked out to find Clint a bedroom.
He placed him on the bed and Clint removed his shirt and shivered again.
"I'll go find you something to wear…go take a hot shower" Tony instructed.
"Sure…" Clint agreed and let out a long hard cough. "How long were you on the roof?" Tony asked.
"About ten minutes…I had the cold before I collapsed there…like I said…shield hates me…not that I blame them" he answered.
Tony nodded in understandment. Shield gave him the cold by torturing him for being Loki's puppet.
"Fuck them then…you're an avenger now…feel free to stay here long as you like" he said.
"Thanks"
"I mean it Barton…what you did wasn't your fault…Loki is the asshole and its all his fault…" Tony replied.
Clint smiled. "You're first one on my side then" he said.
"Like I said…fuck them then…the Avengers have your back…we know what you did in the battle…you kicked ass and helped saved lives" he said.
"Thanks Tony…I'll go shower now…" he said. Tony nodded and wandered away. Ten minutes later Clint was dressed again in Tony's clothing and sat in the living room with the genius.
Bruce walked in and gave him cold medicine. "It should help you sleep as well which is what you need now Clint" he said. Clint nodded and took them.
Tony put on a movie but shut it off halfway in as Clint snored softly.
He laid him out on the couch and covered him with a blanket. His cell then rang.
"Hey Romanov…I have your boy here…he just fell asleep from the cold medicine Bruce gave him"
"Is he okay?"
"I think he will be…" Tony said.
"I'll stop by later and check on him…thanks for not abandoning him as well Stark"
"Hey…I can be nice if I want to…least to people I like Natashalie" he replied. "Yeah sure…I'll see you in a bit Anthony" Nat replied and hung up.
"Don't worry Clint…we'll protect you…" Tony said as he put his phone back in his pocket. Clint smiled in his sleep finally feeling safe again.
Tony moved to him and gently brushed his hair off his forehead. "You're safe now Hawkeye...if Shield wants you now they can go through me" he promised.