So I hope you liked my last chapter! This one is just about after their emotional moment in the gym and getting settled in. Changing from Natasha to 3rd person in this. :)

Previously

Before I knew what I was doing, I put my head against his like it was a second nature.

I love him.

What would I do without...wait...I'm guessing this is what love feels like...what did I just...No...that was just a passing phrase like a friend saying it to a friend...God you're lying to yourself and you know it. Great. What am I going to do?

"Clint, are you okay? Answer me honestly." I said quietly.

He just looked up, forcing my head off of his to look at me directly and whisper "No."

"Come on, you need to get some sleep" I said as I pulled him up.

Putting his arm around my shoulder and walking to the exit, I noticed Tony (smirking) and the other Avengers standing at the door.

"You need any help?" Rogers asked.

I looked at the slumped and dazed Clint next to me and replied "Just help me get him upstairs."

Thor took his other side and Rogers replaced where I was standing.

Tony told JARVIS to take us to the top floor and once we arrived Thor and Cap placed Clint on the sofa.

I went over to him and asked him whether he wanted anything.

"No. Just you Tasha." he said sleepily grabbing out to reach my hand and holding it softly.

"Um..should we...er...go?" Bruce asked sheepishly.

I thought about it for a minute and then said "No, he needs all the company he can get right now. Just put on a movie or something." stroking his hand.

I pulled Clint up to make space for me to sit next to him whilst Tony talked about watching either The Bourne Series (Jeremy Renner) or Now You See Me (Mark Ruffalo).

Now You See Me won, but I wasn't really paying attention to the movie.

Clint's head was rested against my shoulder and Stark brought blankets for everyone to have. 'Inconveniently' he was one short, so me and Barton had to share. I didn't really mind though.

Half way through the movie, Clint started to slowly drift to sleep pulling me and him down onto the coach, the others too fixated on the movie to notice.

It felt nice. His left arm was now wrapped around my waist, his chest pressed against my back and his hand intwined with mine around my stomach.

I sighed contently, not caring if the others were listening and slowly drifted to sleep in his arms.

I woke up slowly and heard the sound of quiet voices, but kept my eyes shut.

I felt so comfortable I didn't really want to move, so I snuggled closer to whatever was keeping me warm and smiling.

Then I remembered yesterday.

Loki. Shawarma. Clint and me sleeping together.

Well...not sleeping togeth...like...I mean...he was just...oh..oh shut up.

He started to wake up, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Morning." he said close to my ear.

"Good morning Clint." I said pushing myself closer to him.

"What happened last night?" he said as I turned around to open my eyes and see his face.

Adorable. His hair was spiked up all over the place.

"No idea. JARVIS, what happened after we fell asleep?"

"Mr. Stark took photos of you sleeping after the movie finished, talked for a while and then all Avengers retired to their sleeping posts."

"I. Will. Kill. Stark." I said angrily and turning away from him to get up.

"No, five more minutes Tasha." he said. I was going to argue, but I missed his touch.

I snuggled back down next to him lying on his chest and closing my eyes.

"Fine, but then I will kill Stark okay?"

"Thanks for the warning." a smug voice said from behind us. Fucking perfect.

I jumped off Clint and gave him a death glare.

"Stark, did you take photos of me and Agent Barton sleeping last night?"

"From the position you two love birds were in last night, I think you've lost the right to call him agent."

"Answer the question." I said as I started to walk towards him threateningly.

"No, I did not take photos of you and your hawk last night."

Ignoring the comment, I pressed on not believing him for one second.

"JARVIS, tell me all the details about me and agent Barton last night involving Stark after we fell asleep."

"Mr. Stark took 15 photos of you and Mr. Barton sleeping last night, discussed with the other Avegner's about whether you were having sexual relations with him and placed multiple bets."

"Traitor." Stark whispered.

Strutting past Stark, glaring at him, I said "I'm going to make your life hell." before getting on, making my breakfast and thinking about what the hell happened last night.

3rd person

Once Natasha had left, Stark looked back at Clint who was still sprawled out on the sofa.

"What?" he said, looking slightly embarrassed and walked past him to join Natasha.

"This is going to be fun." Tony smirked.

Natasha POV

"Pancakes?" Clint asked entering the kitchen.

"Well, you know what my cooking skills are like, so you are making them!"

"Unfair!" he said, but began to get all the ingredients anyway.

I started to think about what we would do now.

"Do you think S.H.I.E.L.D will get in touch with us or are we going to stay here forever?" He looked up at me and considered my question.

"Well, I don't mean that you have to stay here with me. I mean, you can do whatever you want and-"

"Nat." he interrupted. "I'm not going to leave you okay! Remember what I said at shawarma! Always!" he said thoughtfully before mixing the pancake mix.

His words comforted me and he always chose the right ones.

"Do you think the others will have some?" he said gesturing the the now mixed pancakes.

"I don't know. JARVIS, ask the others f they want pancakes please!" I instructed.

"Of course, Lady Hawk."

"Thank you!" I paused. Wait. Me and Clint looked at each other. "What?" we said simultaneously.

"JARVIS, override code 011802. Change my name back to Romanoff, please."

"Of course, Miss Romanoff."

"Stark doing, of course!" he said and laughed awkwardly.

After 30 seconds of awkward silence, JARVIS spoke up again. Thank God!

"Mr. Banner, Mr. Rogers and Thor would like to recieve pancakes. Tony says 'Only is Barton is making them, Romanoff is probably going to poison me.'"

"Dammit, he figured out my plan." I said, my words dripping with sarcasm.

"Poisons not really your style for revenge. Usually torture."

"True, but I do need to think of something that will harm Stark, but not force Pepper to come after me."

Just as he was about to come out with a new idea to kill Stark with, the rest of the Avengers came through the door.

"Sup, Clintasha." Stark said.

"Clintasha. Really?" Banner asked.

"She's going to kill me anyway. Might as well have some fun." he said shrugging.

"Clint, are you better today?" Rogers asked, I smiled at him gratefully for changing the subject.

Clint looked up from where he was waiting for the pan to heat up and said "Much better thanks, Steve."

He smiled briefly and then went back to preparing the food for everyone.

"So i have been thinking about what's going to happen to everyone. Thor is going back to Asgard. I am staying in Stark Tower along with Tony and Bruce, so that just leaves you two? Has S.H.I.E.L.D been in contact yet?" Rogers asked.

"Not yet, but we can discuss what we are going to do from now on when Fury gets here to talk about what happened yesterday." Clint said.

"That meeting has come early." Fury said pacing into the room.

"I have come to inform you that Loki is going to be transported back to Asgard with Thor's assistance at 1200 hours tomorrow in the park. It will be secured by some of the finest agents. I will discuss this in more detail in a minute, but I need Rogers or someone to take over pancake duty, whilst I speak with Romanoff and Barton.

Barton gave the pancake bowl to Rogers who had just finished saluting Fury and we both went to join him.

I saw Stark giving Fury a knowing look...what was going on?

"What was that about?" Clint asked.

"You are going to be staying at Stark Tower until further notice?"

"How long is that meant to be?"

"I don't know yet. You need to lay low for a while. Your identities have been compromised and are still being cleared from public view. There are more photos of the other Avengers than there are of you two, so we are making knowledge of them public, not that Iron Man needs any help with that. If your identities are compromised then you will be allowed to go out of this building, but for the mean time, you will remain here and not leave the building under any circumstance. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Director." we both said, but we weren't very happy with it. Living in the tower and banned from going outside. I felt like a teenager.

At least I get to spend more time with them.

Especially Clint.

If we are staying low, then that means me and Barton don't have missions are we are not split apart.

Sure, we have missions together as partners, but sometimes we have solo ones.

This is brilliant.

I've just got to keep my mouth shut about the whole "I love you." thing and then it will be fine.

Fury nodded to us and left as a form of goodbye.

"Looks like we'll be stuck together for a bit longer." he said smiling.

"Yeah, how annoying." I replied sarcastically, smiling back.

"Hey, lovebirds. I ned to show you your rooms." Stark said poking his head through the door.

"Alright. Alright. We're coming!" Clint said as we walked back into the living room.

So I hope that you liked it! I will try and post another one tomorrow :)