Natasha POV
Clint fell back asleep and I cried quietly with relief. He was okay. I kissed his forehead again and smiled.
"Jarvis just told me he was okay," Tony said, running in.
"He woke up."
"Thank God," tony panted.
"Thought you didn't believe in that stuff," I replied, lacing my fingers through Clint's.
"I'm willing to make an exception this time."
I laughed and Tony grinned.
"Do you want to move him to his room or yours?" Tony asked.
"Mine."
"Of course."
"But not right now," I said quickly.
"I don't want anything to change yet. I don't want anything to happen to him."
"Okay. Would you like something to eat? You've been in here for hours."
"No, I'm fine."
"Of course you are. Let me know if anything goes wrong," he said seriously.
"Me or the AI?"
"Jarvis, let me know if Clint gets worse," Tony said as he walked out.
I let Clint sleep for another hour or so before waking him up.
"What?" He murmured sleepily.
"Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"'M fine."
"Okay."
"'K. Can I sleep?"
"Yeah."
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight," I said.
He rolled onto his side so he could face me before going to sleep again. I woke him up every hour to make sure he was okay.
"Stop waking me up," he complained.
"I'm just making sure that you're okay."
"I know. But I'm tired," Clint yawned.
"Sorry."
"It's okay."
He didn't go back to sleep this time, just watched me tiredly.
"You need to sleep," he yawned.
"No I don't."
"How long has it been since you slept?"
"Clint-"
"Stop worrying about me and go to sleep," he ordered, smiling slightly.
I nodded and Clint smiled wider.
"Do you want me to ask Tony or Steve to move you to my room?"
"Yeah," Clint yawned.
"Jarvis-"
"Already on it ma'am."
"Smart ass," I huffed.
Clint dozed back off before Steve made it down here. He lifted Clint up like he weighed nothing and followed me back to my room. Steve set Clint down on the left side of the bed.
"I'm glad he's okay."
I nodded and stifled a yawn as I crawled into bed next to Clint. Steve shut off my light and closed the door quietly.
"At least I didn't have to walk," Clint said.
I laughed and he cracked an eye open to see me.
"Faker," I grinned.
"Well, I was tired."
I kissed him quickly and rested my head on his shoulder.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Nat."
"Goodnight."
"You want to go on date in a few days?"
"Sounds great," I agreed before falling asleep.
