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76 hours, 12 minutes, and 32 seconds; that’s how long Tony Stark has been awake. Why? No good reason really, just restoring a 1967 Chevy impala. He had a thing for Supernatural so he got a car and BAM, now she was a real beauty. The car was fixed and now Tony, well Tony was tired as hell and lazy.
He had been waiting for coffee and sat on the floor; the next thing he knows the coffee is done and he can’t get up.
Can’t or won’t was very debatable.
Clint walked in and watched Tony on the ground for a bit before crawling on the floor over to him and laying down in Tony’s lap,
“Sup. You look like shit.”
“Shut up Katniss.”
Clint smiled and stretched like a cat before curling upon him,
“I was going to get up you know.”
“No you weren’t, you were going to sit here on the floor. Anyway, Phil’s out, Natasha’s training, Bucky’s showering, and Steve’s drawing something.
My two lovers are busy and so are yours and I want to cuddle, thus I am here and not leaving.”
“….Whatever.”
Tony wrapped his arms around Clint and closed his eyes, Clint smiled and did the same.
Twenty minutes later Phil, Natasha. Bucky and Steve walked into the kitchen. They all smiled at the two sleeping men,
“Well, I guess Tony finished the car,” Bucky said.
Phil nodded, “Clint must’ve been bored.”
“Let's move them to the couch at least.” Natasha sighed.
Phil picked up Clint and Steve, Tony. Both automatically wrapped their arms and legs around them and sighed. Phil and Steve sat on the couch with them; Natasha and Bucky joined their respective lovers and smiled fondly at their boys.