Mercedes Stark was the only daughter of Tony Stark. She was very unplanned, and he had her when he was rather young, but he didn't really have to raise her. He had many nannies and such to care for her, but that didn't make the girl care for her fat...
After weeks of sneaking around on secret dates and nights of the two sitting until early morning hours of just talking and hanging out, Clint and Mercedes finally decided to tell someone about their relationship. Though the two had just recently started putting a label on their relationship, they seemed to know they were meant to be together.
After a two day mission Clint completed, Mercedes and Clint invited Natasha out to dinner. They made it seem to be a friend thing, but the two knew it was definitely different. The two girls dressed nicely, as did Clint, knowing the restaurant they had chosen was definitely not something to dress casually.
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"Why are you guys taking me out to dinner?" Natasha asked,"Am I dying?" She gasped,"Oh God, am I adopted?" She joked, and Mercedes chuckled.
"You are, but we still love you the same." Mercedes replied, causing her and Natasha to laugh.
"Reservation under Barton." Clint told the waiter, and the man nodded.
The waiter brought Clint, Natasha, and Mercedes to their booth, and took their drink orders once they had their menus. There were plenty of nice meals listed on the menu, but Clint doubted any of the food would taste as good as the dishes Mercedes cooked for him. Honestly, he believed she should've been a chef if she wasn't a doctor. She was a genius, and she was good at absolutely everything, at least in his eyes.
"What can I get you three to eat?" The waiter asked, giving a bright smile.
Clint frowned when he seen the waiter's eyes travel to Mercedes' chest, then to Natasha's. When his eyes went back to Mercedes' chest once more, Clint cleared his throat to get everyone's attention at the table, as well as the waiter's.
"I would like a plate of stop staring at their chest, with a side dish of new waiter." Clint quipped, and the waiter blushed.
The waiter quickly left, and he was soon replaced by an older plump woman, who had a bright smile on her face.
"I'm so sorry about him, sir. He's been handled accordingly," The woman said,"I hope that man didn't change your mind when eating here." She commented, and the three smiled.
"We'll eat here." Clint replied, causing the woman to smile.
The three ordered their dishes, and the plump woman gave them a complimentary basket of breadsticks to go with their meal, after the way the waiter had acted.
"So, why am I really here?" Natasha asked, crossing her arms on top of the table.
"Nat, you know the both of us really well, and you know just about everything there is to know about us," Clint sighed,"but we've been lying to you." He said, making the woman frown.
"How? What exactly are you lying to me about?" She questioned, her eyes narrowing.
"For the last few weeks, Clint and I have been..." Mercedes trailed off for a moment,"dating. We're together, Natasha." She stated, and Natasha looked at her with wide eyes.
"Dating?" Natasha echoed,"Why didn't you guys tell me sooner?" She asked, making them frown.
"Well, we didn't know where it was going at first, and it was all new," Mercedes shrugged a bit,"and we wanted to keep it to ourselves until we found out where it was going. If we broke up or things got sticky, we didn't want you to have to chose sides." She said, smiling lightly at her friend.
The conversation was cut for a moment, when the waitress came back with their food. The three thanked her with smiles, before they began to eat.
"Look, I'm not mad at you guys," Natasha commented,"I'm actually really happy that my two best friends are together. I kind of knew you two deserved each other, and if you think about it, I was the reason you two are together anyway. I was the one to introduce you both." She said, making the couple laugh.
"If it wasn't for you, we would've died sad and alone." Clint joked, and Natasha nodded.
"Exactly!" She retorted, making her friends laugh.
After dinner, Clint drove Natasha to her apartment, before he drove himself and Mercedes to her place. As soon as they arrived, Clint walked her to her door and pulled her in for a kiss.
"Want to come in?" She asked, causing him to smile.
"With how beautiful you look in that dress, I don't think it's a good idea. I wouldn't be able to keep my hands to myself," He replied,"and we wanted to wait a bit before we did anything too intimate." He added, making her smile.
"You really are an amazing man, Clint Barton." She commented, and he smiled.
"And you're an amazing woman, Mercedes Stark." He replied, kissing her one last time.
Mercedes then went into her place and was greeted by Moxley. She pet her dog lovingly, before walking into the kitchen to feed him. She gave him a couple treats, since he had to wait an extra hour for his dinner. Once she had put food in his bowl, and filled up his water, she went to her room to grab pajamas.
The girl threw her jacket on to her bed, before carefully stripping off her dress. She put the dress directly into the washer, before she took off her underwear and stepped into the shower. She let the warm water cascade down her body, and she sighed quietly.
Her day had went well. She was happy and that's all that mattered to her. She was so glad her best friend knew about her and Clint. She hoped she could keep it all from her father for now, if he knew, he'd be unhappy. He didn't know anything about where she worked or anything like that, and he would find out if he knew about Clint. She just hoped that she was able to keep the secret for just a little bit longer. A little white lie couldn't hurt anything...
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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. Sorry about not having chapters up like I anticipated. I hope you guys aren't too mad at me.
