MCU One-Shots

Ropes~ Ironhawk

AN: Think this one will go well.

~Clint~

I didn't enjoy being at home, so I avoided it. My father was a gambling man. He had people at his house constantly. I was on my way home around midnight and was hoping that his poker game ended already. I was sadly mistaken as I walked into the house. A new person was at the table tongiht. It was someone I didn't recognize. This led my father to call me over before I managed to reach the door. "Clinton, come meet Mr Stark. He owns Stark Industries" it was known that Mr Stark was involved in some illegal things. I was used to it at this point. Most of the people that came into my house were involved in illegal activities. Nat was an exception though. She snuck through my window and scared the shit out of me almost all the time. I walked over to stand next to the table. I flinched when my father grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. "Mr Stark this is my son Clinton. Clinton, Mr Stark" I shook his hand after he put it out. 

He smiled "Nice to meet you". His smile seemed genuine, which threw me off. Usually there were always drunken smiles that were strained due to my father's tendency to be an overbearing asshole. I fixed my confused look and stepped back. "Clinton here is top of his class and is excellent with the bow and arrow" I avoided eye contact with everyone at the table and settled for looking at the floor. When I did glance up, Mr Stark was staring at me. I looked to my father as he called my name "Clinton, do you have homework?" that was my hint to leave. I nodded and turned around to leave. I felt eyes boaring into the back of my head as I went up the stairs. I opened my door and had a heart attack as Nat was in my room. I held my heart and closed my door before whispering "You scared me half to death. What are you doing here? My dad could come in any second". She shrugged and sat on my bed "Figured I could visit my besest friend in the entire world". 

I nodded and sat next to her "He has people downstairs again. He's drinking". She put her hand on my shoulder "It'll be ok". I shrug and laid back on the bed with my legs dangling off the side. She followed and we stared up at the ceiling. "He has Tony Stark playing poker with him" her head snapped to look at me. "The hot Tony Stark?" I shook my head with a smile "Yep". She laughed a little "I bet you want him to come play poker more often". I shove her shoulder "Shut up". We both stopped as we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She rushed to the window and waved before dropping down. I pulled out my work quickly and finished a couple in a rush before slowing as the door opened. I looked up and met whiskey eyes that contrasted my father's bright blue ones. Mr Stark smiled "Bathroom?" I nodded "To your right". He closed the door and I heard more footsteps coming up the stairs. I knew those were my father's. He always had hard steps, while the others had softer steps. The door slammed open and he walked over. I set my stuff to the side and looked to the floor. 

"You ever flinch in front of my friends again and i'll give you a reason to flinch while they watch" I nodded and he scoffed. He left, slamming the door on the way out. I decided that I would do my homework later and pulled my shirt off to get changed. A knock sounded on my door before it opened. I threw a shirt on and met Mr Stark's whiskey eyes again "Sorry, probably should've waited for you to answer". I shake my head "It's fine Mr Stark" he nods. "He do that often?" I shrugged and he nodded "Call me Tony". I nodded and he left while closing the door softly. I changed into sweatpants before laying down and trying to get some sleep. I was dozing when a hand covered my mouth. I prick in my neck made me flinch as I passed out. Waking up was a nightmare. The first thing I noticed was the piercing migraine I had, then I realized that I was tied down with a rope. The blindfold made it impossible to see where I was. I knew I was in the back of a van. My wrists and ankles were tied together tightly with a rope. The tape over my mouth prevented me from forming words. 

The van jerked, making me hit my head against the side. I groaned as my head got worse. "Damn, thought he would be out until we got there" the blindfold was removed and I blinked at the flashlight being shone into my face. The tape was ripped off, making me wince. "Morning sunshine" I glared at him "Who the hell are you?". The flashlight moved back, making it easier to see. I huffed "You?" he smiled "Good to see you too". He was one of the guys that my father owed money to. "Your dad holds you close. Maybe this will give him some incentive" I scoffed "Please, my father is an asshole who is good at playing his part". He hesitated "Don't lie to me" I was backhanded. I rolled my eyes "Whatever" I let my head fall against the floor of the van and closed my eyes. He stood and went back to the front. I let them believe that my father cared about me and stayed silent. The van stopped hard and I shot forward. I groaned as my head got worse "Alright get him out". I was dragged out and hit the ground hard. We were in the middle of the woods.