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*[Clint x Reader x Tony (ft. Steve)] Flights of Flirty

"Oh, come on!" Clint groaned, disgust dripping from his tone. Tony finally quit pressing against your feet and settled back into the couch with a suggestive glance downward, finishing it off with a confident wink. You weren't sure what he had to glance at with your jeans and blazer combo, but it still made you want to cover up in embarrassment. You had no idea where this side of Tony was suddenly coming back from, and you didn't like it.

"So..." you spoke, mostly because the room had fallen silent, and both men were looking at you expectantly, although in Clint's defense, he was at least trying to hide the fact. Tony just sat there as if he fully expected you to fall gleefully into his uncomfortable levels of affection. "What exactly is going on here?"

Clint looked ready to speak, probably in hopes of minimizing the damage Tony was creating, but he just wasn't fast enough. "We both want you, sweetheart. One of us a deal more than the other, if I'm honest, but we've agreed to leave the final decision to you."

"Right..." you deadpanned, as you were frankly blind sighted by this whole thing. "Listen, guys. I'm flattered and all, but..."

"Ah, ah, ah!" Tony cut you off, somehow directly in front of you in an instant with his finger pressed against your lips. "I insist you think about it. Just know that I'm a determined guy, and I'll fight for this. I won't rest..." his hand moved dramatically to his chest, "until your true feelings are revealed."

Just as quickly as he came, he was up and over the back of the couch again, dragging Clint behind him as he left you to think over his proposal. Although Clint didn't seem too hesitant to leave the uncomfortable situation behind. You knew you wanted to. As the whiplash Tony left slowly faded, you slapped your face lightly. Surely this was some weird joke or dream. You groaned as you though over Tony's severe insistence and Clint's reserved embarrassment. You had some damage control to do.

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It didn't take long for you to track down Steve. He always worked out around this time, and it was still a bit cold, so he was right where you expected him to be: punching away in the indoor gym Tony had set up shortly after the majority of the team had moved in. The cold wouldn't exactly hurt him, and he certainly had no reason to fear getting sick, but he still preferred to stay in on days below freezing.

With his headphones in and his back to the door, he had yet to notice you come in. Which was fine, you weren't in too much of a hurry, especially with the view now at your disposal. He seemed fully absorbed in what he was doing. You knew he didn't actually need to work out to retain any sense of physical ability or physique, but you certainly weren't going to be the one to complain. He was no doubt listening to one of the many playlists you had set up for him. You weren't sure if he listened to them just to humor you or because he actually liked them, but whether it was from frustration or motivation, they seemed to be fueling his workout quite well at the moment.

You supposed you had already spent a healthy enough moment standing in the doorway, watching with what some might consider an uncomfortable amount of interest, but you had still failed to re-find the level of urgency you had felt just after the...incident. Regardless, it was then that Steve finally caught sight of you, a smile breaking out across his face at catching you staring.

He immediately forewent the workout, pulling out his headphones and beginning to unwrap his hands as he made his way over to your lookout position at the door. Reaching you, he settled himself back on his heals, crossing his arms and giving you a winning smirk.

"Hey."

"Hey," you replied back cheekily, refusing to be embarrassed.

His grin widened, and he took the chance to close the distance between you by a margin. "Any...particular reason for the surprise visit?" You rolled your eyes with a frustrated sigh. Reality had a habit of coming back at the worst moments. This apparently wasn't the reaction he was expecting or hoping for, as his brows creased together. "Everything okay?"