Tony’s feeling sick. Luckily, Clint is more than willing to come to the rescue.
Established relationship, Tony Stark/Clint Barton. First chapter in text format, second chapter in story format.
Stark1: Hey Clint. Wanna use those fantastic, talented hands of yours to give me a neck rub?
Hawkeye58: Hmm. I think I could be persuaded to do that.
Stark1: Oh man, I would love you forever.
Hawkeye58: Oh, what. You don’t now?
Stark1: No, I totally do right now. But I have the worst fucking headache in the world. Tension all down my neck. Can’t get a damn thing done.
Hawkeye58: Well, that’s no good. Sleep wrong or just sit too long hunched over your work?
Stark1: ……….sleeping wrong would imply that I slept at all.
Hawkeye58: Yeah, that there’s part of the problem, too. You really should try to catch at least two or three hours here or there…..that’s about normal, I think.
Stark1: Yea well I never remember to.
Hawkeye58: I’m gonna get Jarvis to start cutting all the power to your stuff for nap time.
Stark1: …………hey. That is SO not cool.
Hawkeye58: You’ll thank me someday.
Stark1: Yea right. Why would I do that?
Hawkeye58: Because rested you’ll be able to stay up even later and probably solve all those things you write on napkins in ten minutes rather than fifteen.
Stark1: ……….but if I’m sleeping more, how will I be able to stay up later? Doesn’t make sense.
Hawkeye58: Makes perfect sense. You just have to stagger it.
Stark1: Yea, I disagree.
Hawkeye58: Works for me.
Stark1: You just want to get me to sleep.
Hawkeye58: Well, if lack of it is hurting you.
Stark1: Hey. I’m fine. Just some headaches. A headache.
Hawkeye58: Not. Look. Trust me, I know, sleeping is overrated. But those kinds of headaches can turn to much worse things. You and I both know that.
Stark1: …….what. What exactly do you think my headaches are going to evolve into?
Hawkeye58: …..well I mean, if you’ve only ever gotten to headaches, you’re probably fine….still.
Hawkeye58: …..I’d feel better if you didn’t risk it and got a little more sleep now and then.
Stark1: ……..risk what? You still haven’t said anything that’s making me all that concerned.
Hawkeye58: Hallucinations. Temporary blindness. Coma. All bad.
Stark1: ………..hallucinations are bad?
Hawkeye58: Um, yeah. Usually bad. In fact, rarely ever are those good. Have you been hallucinating?
Stark1: ……….I thought that was just a side effect of being really tired. Come on. That’s totally all it is. Completely normal.
Hawkeye58: ……it IS a side effect of being tired. Which leads to the other stuff. Dammit Tony. Come on. You need to sleep a little more. Just a little.
Stark1: I’m fine! Just some headaches.
Hawkeye58: ……….you’re sure?
Stark1: Yea. Sure. Besides, some of the shit I see is hella funny.
Hawkeye58: Look. If it’s been a while, I can help you get some sleep. Hallucinations aren’t good.
Stark1: Don’t know how long it’s been.
Hawkeye58: Okay. I’m gonna come over. Fix your neck. Get you some sleep.
Stark1: Yea? How’s that…..you got magic hands?
Hawkeye58: As a matter of fact, I do. SHIELD even has em separately ensured.
Stark1: HA! God I love you. Yea. Come over. Wanna see you for real, not in these damn delusions.
Hawkeye58: Ha. Yeah. I’m much better in person.
Stark1: You’re good however I can have you.
Hawkeye58: I’m still better in person. Tell fake-me to stop moving in on real-me territory.
Stark1: HA! You’re wonderful. When can I see you? REAL you?
Hawkeye58: Soon. Heading over now. Hopefully in under an hour.
Stark1: ……..your home or mine? Ours?
Hawkeye58: Heh. Well, I’m coming to see you, so yours. No. Ours. Ours?
Stark1: You don’t know how good it is to have you call it that. Yea. Ours.
Hawkeye58: Heh. Yeah. Still not used to saying it. But I like the sound.
Stark1: Good. Me too.
Hawkeye58: Heh. You still in your lab?
Hawkeye58: Aww Tony, come on. Take a break? Please?
Stark1: What else am I supposed to do?
Hawkeye58: Eat something. Watch a movie. Play a video game. Something you don’t need to think too much about.
Stark1: …….but that’s BORING
Hawkeye58: Good. It’ll put you to sleep.
Stark1: No, I’ll be awake, but BORED.
Hawkeye58: Come on. At least eat something?
Stark1: ………..that requires going upstairs.
Hawkeye58: You’ll live. Besides. You’ll want to be somewhere more comfortable when I get there, anyway.
Stark1: ………..why’s that?
Hawkeye58: Because massages generally work better when you’re comfortable.
Stark1: Oh man I totally forgot about that. Fuck. When’re you gonna be here?
Hawkeye58: Ten minutes? Give or take.
Stark1: Oh awesome. Um. Where should I go?
Hawkeye58: You got a place there for getting massages? Seems like something you might have. Honestly I never thought to look.
Stark1: Ha no. Never really took the time before. Though now I may have to look into it……
Hawkeye58: Heh. Well. Your room, then. Save me getting you to bed.
Stark1: Oh? Haha what do you mean, getting me to bed? I’m fully capable of getting there on my own.
Hawkeye58: Nope. Not when I’m done. You’ll be too relaxed. Won’t wanna move.
Stark1: Mmm…..this is sounding better and better…
Hawkeye58: Of course it does. It’ll feel great, too.
Stark1: Dammit, you need to hurry up and get here and put your awesome hands on my body.
Hawkeye58: Hahaha. Almost there. About a block away.
Stark1: ………..this is my sad face. L
Hawkeye58: I’ll be there in a minute! Are you in your room?
Stark1: Living room. The walk upstairs was a little……hazy. But I’m here.
Hawkeye58: Okay, good. Stay there. I’ll be right there.
Stark1: Should I be doing anything?
Hawkeye58: Nah. Just being there.
Stark1: Heh. Okay. I’ll sit tight.
Hawkeye58: Good. See you soon.
Stark1: Love you.