Tony x Y/N x Clint

Clint's bathroom 🚽

Y/n's POV

I closed the door to Tony's bedroom. I'm suggesting that I woke up in his room because I fell asleep from work on my computer and he couldn't access my room.

I went to check on my brother. It was now 6:17am. He might be sick. I hope him and Tony's sickness isn't bad.

Despite the effect of the sushi and Thor's cooking, my chances were low. There sickness could last a week. The rest of the Avengers weren't supposed to return for another 2 weeks.

I knock on the door to Clint's room. I don't hear an answer, so I call out his name. Still no answer. I check the door to see if it's locked and it wasn't. I slowly open the door and don't find him anywhere. I heard what sounded like retching from his bathroom. Oh boy.

Clint is knelt over the toilet with his arms on either side of the toilet bowl. He looks pale. He's throwing up a lot.

I knelt by his side. "Don't fight it Clint, it'll only be worse. Best to just get it over with." I say to him. He stoped puking and leans back against the wall and lays his head on my shoulder. I rap my hand around his back, while I run my hand through his hair and move it out of his face. He was sweating like crazy.

"Is it all out of your system?" I wait for an answer. He gulps and his eyes close. He winces, assuming an agonizing headache or stomach pains, even both.

As I was about to get up, he very quickly leans forward and throws up into the toilet more. I rub his back and he settles down and nods. "I think I'm done.." His voice was croaky and shaky.

I help him off the ground and lay him in his bed. I get a wet wash cloth and put it on his forehead.

Clint was now leaning his back against the back board of the bed, with his eyes closed. "Here, take these." I held out some painkillers and a water bottle. He shook his head. "Why not?" I ask him. He opens one eyes and points to his throat. "It'll be okay." I reassured him. He took the pills and water bottle from my hand.

"Get some rest. I'm going to check on Tony. I think you guys both got sick from that sushi you had yesterday." I said to him and turned around to head out the door. "W-wait.." His voice was quiet.

I turn around and go to the end of his bed. He grabs my hand. "Thank you." Is all he said. "Anything for my older brother." I said with a smile and slowly let go of his hand. I walk out of his room and close his door.