Day 3 Prompt - pet
Steve, Bucky, and Natasha were sitting in the living room at the tower. The team had just returned from a mission. Thor had gone back to Asgard, and Bruce had joined Tony in the lab to help him repair Sam's wings. "Clint didn't need to go to medical, did he?" Steve asked.
Bucky shook his head. "Said he was gonna take a shower." He looked over at Natasha. "He say anything to you?"
"Nope. I don't think he was close enough to the action to get hurt, not that that's stopped him before."
"Ha, ha." The trio turned around and looked at Clint. He walked into the living room, dressed in a t-shirt and sweats, rubbing his wet hair with a towel and shaking his head to one side. Clint smacked the opposite side of his head like he was trying to knock something loose.
"Everything okay?" Bucky asked.
Clint shakes his head, resembling a dog trying to dry off after a bath. "Feels like there's water stuck in my ear, and I keep hearing my voice echoing in my brain." The archer makes his way over to the coffee pot, reaches into the cabinet, and grabs a mug. Clint stares at the mug, shrugs his shoulders as if to say, 'screw it,' and drinks straight from the pot. It's such a regular Clint action that the others aren't shocked by it.
"We should have Bruce take a look, make sure it's all good," Steve commented as he watched Clint open up the fridge and stare into it like it held the answer to any question he'd ever had.
"Damn, I wasn't even hit and didn't fall even once, and I still have to make an appearance." Clint sighed, grabbed a piece of pizza from the fridge, folded it, then crammed it in his mouth.
Bucky rolled his eyes while watching Clint. "Tell me again, what attracted me to him?"
"His animal magnetism?" Natasha smirked.
"Come on, my human garbage disposal," Bucky said, getting up and walking to the kitchen, "let's get you to Bruce." Clint huffed, but Bucky ignored him and dragged him off to medical.
About an hour later, the two returned to the living room. "Well?" Steve asked.
"PET." Clint grumpily replied. "Can anything normal happen to me?"
"Pet? Like, you're turning into a dog?" Steve looked confused. Natasha shook her head; nothing that happened to Clint surprised her.
Bucky chuckled. "I said pretty much the same thing. Nah, it stands for Patulous Eustachian Tube. His avoidance of anything medical caught up with him. He had an inner ear infection and didn't get it checked out, so now he has to use a special nasal spray."
"I always said you were special, Barton."
"Can it, Romanoff." Clint shot back. He took Bucky's hand and dragged him to the elevator. "Come on, Bucky. I deserve cuddles." The pair disappeared down the hall, leaving Steve and Natasha to wonder what would happen to Clint on the next mission.