Shut Up, Doc

I'M TRYING TO READ, BANNER!

A/N: I am throwing Bruce's inability to go very far into making out due to the Hulk and his heart rate out the damn window! Also, I have a headcannon where Bruce rambles when nervous or irritated.

It wasn't easy living with the Avengers. You had your ups and downs and your flying out the windows because oh shit, I pissed off someone moments. Clint usually hated those. Here he was trying to read when Tony comes in with an annoyed Doctor Banner.

"Honestly, Tony, that was such a childish move." Bruce glared as Tony went to the bar. Clint looked up from his newspaper and sighed. This'll blow over hopefully in the next five minutes if Tony keeps quiet. "What are you talking about? I am not childish, I am the definition of creative!" Tony smirked pouring himself whiskey.

Clint groaned and closed his eyes as Bruce and Tony started to bicker like children. "What's happening?" Steve asked sticking his head in to see Clint glaring daggers at the two arguing geniuses. "Your boyfriend and Bruce decided to become five year olds for the past hour." Clint growled angrily flipping the page. Steve chuckled and went to Tony.

"Furthermore, that prank from a month ago was NOT meant to unleash a green fury!" Tony defended as Bruce narrowed his eyes. "You put salt in my coffee than throw all my whites in with your red shirts and made every pink!" Bruce yelled and his eyes flashed green, but Tony seemed unfazed.

You're gonna be fucking dead one day. Clint thought and rolled his eyes. He tried to focus on his newspaper again. "It's not my fault you got angry! I had to pay thousands to fix up my damn penthouse!" With the last word coming from Tony's mouth, Steve picked him up and threw him over his shoulder.

"I'll take this." He began to walk out with a thrashing Stark over his shoulder beating against his back. "STARS AND BANNERS, PUT ME DOWN! I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, STEVE!" He raged and Steve sighed. He couldn't have a normal relationship, could he? Nope, he was stuck with Tony fucking Stark.

"Shut up and I'll get you ice cream." Tony immediately hesitated and folded his arms. "Mint and chocolate?" Steve rolled his eyes and nodded. "Sure whatever makes you stop hitting my back merciless." Tony's eyes lit up and he smiled. "JARVIS, GET MY CAR RIGHT NOW AND PLAY THAT ADELE SONG!" The doors slid shut and Clint finally sighed in relief.

Finally, he'll be able to read past the first page! "I seriously don't understand what is wrong with that man. I mean I understand that he owns the tower and gave me a place to live, but he can be a jackass sometimes." Bruce had begun and Clint should've seen it coming.

Usually, Bruce just muttered to himself and left the room, but it seemed that tonight happened to be the night where he was a little more irritated than normal. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? Clint was fuming by now. All he wanted was to fucking read the damn newspaper on sports. BUT NOOOOO!  EVERYONE SAID FUCK YOU, CLINT! He was going go blow a fuse.

Very soon. "This is absolutely ridiculous how childish he gets. I've hulked out more than once because Tony decided to be an asshole. Sometimes I wonder how the hell I tolerate that man!" Bruce was still going at it when Clint slammed down his newspaper.

"I mean come on, is this really all he has to entertain him? He has an entire lab, a fucking collection of rare and unique cars, a fucking mansion in France and a hotel in Spain, plus the ability to probably make the best game system in the world. But what does he do? He fucking plays pranks on me!" Bruce growled and rubbed his eyes.

Clint had placed his head in his hands with all hope lost on reading his paper. Once Bruce started, it was going to be a while until he stopped. He had to think of some way to make his shut up for a second. ANY WAY! "Hey, Doc. Can you be quiet?" He asked and it seemed to go in one ear and out the other.

This was absolutely amazing! A feat that only Bruce Banner could do. Well, maybe Tony and Natasha could do that, but Banner's was the clear winner here. For someone so smart, you can be so dumb at the same time! Clint thought as he tried countless times to shut up the doctor. What the hell could!?!

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off. This could actually work! So, with that sudden burst of a grand idea, Clint pushed back his chair and walked up to where Bruce was standing. He was turned around making himself coffee and grabbing his mug.

"I hate how he goes and pretends he's almighty when reall-" Bruce turned around and got stopped short by lips being pressed against his own. His eyes widen and soon they fluttered shut. Clint wrapped his arms around his neck lacing his hands in the mess of curls, deepening the kiss while Bruce looped his arms around the archer's waist.

They broke off breathing heavily. "There finally. Its about time!" Clint panted and Bruce raised an eyebrow with pink erupting on his cheeks. "Come again?" Clint picked up his paper and went to sit on the couch. "You talk waaaayyyy too much when you get irritated or annoyed. I was trying to read, I kissed you. Hey, look! SILENCE!" Clint waved his hand at Bruce burying his face into the newspaper.

Are you kidding me!? Bruce frowned and shook his head. Oh no way! Two can play at that game! Bruce padded over and plucked the newspaper from Clint's hands. "What the hell, Doc!?" Clint yelled frowning.

Bruce grabbed his collar and forced his head up. "Oh, fuck reading." He growled before attacking Clint's lips. Clint pulled him into his lap where he was straddling him. Bruce's hands in his blond hair and Clint's on the doctor's hips. The kiss soon turned into a make out.

"Hey guys, we brought back some ice cream. I even got your weird apple pie flavored one, Clint! But I'm going to ask ag-" Tony stopped talking as he looked up from peering into the bag Steve had. He was piggyback riding him now. Clint didn't break the kiss and lifted his gun that was always in the back of the waistband of his jeans.

"DON'T YOU DARE, BARTON! I JUST GOT THAT FIXED!" Tony didn't finished because of Clint shooting the elevator buttons and sending the doors to be shut. Bruce grinned and looked at him. "Still want to read your newspaper?" Clint smirked and pressed a kiss to Bruce's jaw line.

"Not any more, but I'm sure you're still annoyed, so lets make the most of the night. I aimed for the main control wire, we got all the time in the world." Bruce chuckled and there was a mischievous gleam in his eyes that usually held innocence. "Show me if you can always hit the mark like everyone says." Clint grinned at the doctor. He might start to enjoy this side more than the other he fell in love with.

"Sure thing, Doctor Banner." He whispered into the brunette's ear and he shivered in response. It was the beginning of a grand adventure and an even greater relationship.

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