"Wait the bathroom is just down this hallway right?" Clint stood up and looked at Nat for help.
"Yeah then I think you go left." Nat sipped her beer then started to listen to the newest story being told.
"Thanks." Clint walked away from all the laughing and sarcastic comments and followed the hallway toward the bathroom. As he turned the corner to the left, he heard a loud crashing sound.
"Friday?" He stopped dead in his tracts. "What was that?"
"That was Captain Rogers and Mr. Stark."
"What happened?"
"I am unsure. I can pull up footage on your phone if you'd like."
"Yeah do that. Thanks" Clint pulled his phone out of his pocket as the video loaded.
"Sure thing."
"Tony we don't want the pizza getting cold and I promise you it's nothing. I just love seeing you happy."
"Would you shut up about the damn pizza already!" Tony shoved Steve into a cart carrying one of Tony's new inventions which fell to the floor with a loud bang.
"Friday, can you pull up the live stream?" As soon as Clint asked, the live video of Tony's workshop was loaded.
Tony had Steve pushed up against the wall as they made out, except Tony had one hand on Steve's crotch, and the other was pulling his hair.
"T-Tony." Steve squirmed. "Tony-agh!" Clint heard Steve's yell from the floor above. "Tony- pl-please. You're hurting me. Plese!" Steve grabbed Tony's wrist, but Tony took his hand from Steve's hair and wrapped it around his throat.
"Enough. Shut up." He squeezed Steve's throat. "Now you're going to tell everyone that you have some kind of meeting tomorrow and that you should be going to bed. And then you are going to go to bed and wait. No TV or phones or whatever. Just sit. Got it?" Steve did his best to nod his head yes. "Good. Now get the damn pizza." He let go of Steve's throat, but before Steve could get anywhere, Tony quickly stabbed Steve with a syringe.
"What is that!? Where did you even get that from?" Steve started breathing a little faster and scrunched his eyes close.
"A little something I made today. I actually got the idea from those pharmaceutical reps that were talking about- well actually, it doesn't matter. Your muscle mass won't change but you'll feel pain at a much higher rate and you will heal at a slower rate. I didn't want to do this to you, but you need to learn how to act. You are nothing more than a slut for my enjoyment."
Clint froze. He definitely wasn't supposed to have seen that. What the hell was he going to do? Should he tell the team? Maybe he should talk to Steve. How could he have missed that? Steve did seem a little withdrawn, but he never was the most talkative. Shit. What the hell would he do now?