An Imp's Love (Male OC X Marvel Characters) (HIATUS)

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Clint woke up to the bright rays of sun blinding him. Damn Steve, always leaving the goddamn blinds open. He mumbled something into Steve's chest as he rolled over, using the supersoldier's muscles to block out the sun. "It's just a little bit of sun Clint, It won't hurt you."

"Then why does it hurt?" Clint retorted, rubbing at his ears, remembering that he had forgotten to take out his hearing aids last night.

"Because you're nocturnal and you hate the sun," Steve laughed, rising up and watching Clint roll off the bed. He watched the smaller man stand and glare at him with his bed hair sticking up at every angle.

"You're rude," Clint said turning around and pulling on a pair if loose purple sweat pants. Steve came over and wrapped his arms around Clint's waist, kissing his neck gently.

"You love me."

"A bit too much."

Steve smiled and rubbed his soulmark on Clint's body, tracing the shield's shape before kissing Clint's collarbone and leading him out of the room to get some breakfast. "There had better be coffee left," Clint practically screamed at Scott (who was surprisingly awake).

"Relax Birdy, I left and entire pot for you," Scott grumbled into his toast. He looked horrible. A torn shirt barley hung onto his body and dark circles encased his eyes. His usual glowing smile was dull, but then again he did just get back from a week-long mission.

"You should go rest up sweetheart," Steve purred into Scott's ear, only to be flipped off by the little man.

"I'll be fine babe, the mission went well with only one weird occurrence," Scott reassures his soulmate.

"If you broke your suite again , I'll personally kill you," Tony spoke as he walked past the three men to grab himself a cup of coffee before Clint drank it all.

"No, no the suite's fine. Thanks for that upgrade, by the way, it works well. But while I was out, that soulmark burned a little," Scott explained. The Avengers were... unusual to say the least, with each of them being bound to one another. Bucky, Clint, Peter (Parker), Pietro, Sam, Scott, Steve, Thor, and Tony were all bound together. And of course Matt Murdock (the Devil of Hell's Kitchen) was bound to them as well and they had a loose bond with T'Challa. T'Challa was souldbound to them but since he had his own kingdom to run he was almost never around and Matt didn't live in New York and had is own city to protect. Logan from the X-Men was bound to each of them, but living in Canada made him a rare sight. Each one of them, however, had an extra soulmark. One that hadn't been activated yet, one that sent shivers down their spines. It was a black soulmark in the shape of a large demon with a sniper rifle in his arms. It had a bullet streaming down their forearms to strike a white human skull. So far all they knew was that it belonged to a Feral Imp which is the most violent, aggressive, and feared species of Imp heck even if it wasn't a Feral Imp, Imps were feared regardless.

"Really? Did you see anything?" Clint asked, his coffee now taking full effect and brightening up the archer's eyes.

"Nothing but some footprints with claws coming out from the toes, I took a picture of them. Tony do you thing FRIDAY could analyze the photo to figure out the species?" Scott questioned the genius.

"Of course, just pull up the picture on your phone and set it on the counter." The four men all waited in silence for FRIDAY to finish.

Well, it was silent until Sam and Bucky walked into the commons area with Natasha following them, shaking her head. Natasha and Bruce were bound together, with Bruce being her omega, so it was odd to see them apart unless they were on a mission. Sam and Bucky were laughing their asses off at some unheard comment, causing Tony and Scott to glare at the two.

"Its too early to hear your annoying ass laugh," Scott spat at the two (mainly at Bucky)

"Someone's happy," Bucky wrapped his arm around the beta , gently kissing his temple.

"I swear to god if you don't stop talking that loud I will shrink down and ruin your life," Scott threatened, although he did relax into Bucky's strong grip.

"Sir, sorry interrupt but I have results from the footprint. It appears to be a hybrid creature. While I'm not 100% sure the two most likely species for this hybrid would be a human and a feral imp." FRIDAY's feminine AI voice told the group.

"What's this for?" Natasha asked steeling Clint's coffee from him and drinking the rest of it in one big gulp.

"While I was on my mission our little unknown soulmark was burning and I found footprints at my locations," Scott explained "Not only that but when I arrived at the mission point there were there were already dead bodies. Forgot to mention that. But the bodies were laying there with their spines torn and jugular's shredded."

"Odd" Bucky said, "No normal imps kill like that. Only feral imps do, but if you only saw two footprints which means they weren't a feral unless FRIDAY war right about them being a hybrid,"

"Since when are you an expert on imps?" Sam asked, biting into a green apple.

"I had some free time one evening," Bucky shrugged and turned to the photo of footprints on Scott's phone.

Steve let out a small huff of amusement before looking around, "Where's Pietro? or Wanda?"

"The twins are out on a mission," Vision replied calmly as he appeared through the floor Vision and Wanda didn't have soulmarks and were both betas but they became a couple. Thor was out on Asgard and Peter still had to live with his Aunt May so that meant the tower was oddly empty, even with the majority of the team remaining in Stark Tower.

Tony yawned and sat down next to Scott, taking the phone away from Bucky's view, "I'll look over some files I have layer today. I have to fix Sam's wings first though and Natasha you had something for me? "

"My new gun that you made keeps sparking at random moments, doesn't hurt too much, but it causes the gun to lock up," the female replied, handing Tony the gun from her belt.

"I ll take a look at it after I'm finished with Sam's wings."

"You work too much," she gently told the man, "You should take a day and just relax."

"He needs more like a week. " Steve was always very overprotective over everyone in the tower, so when Tony would just work and work for days on end it would make the tall man worry.

"Steve, he does this all the time. I'm sure he knows when to quit," Bucky soothed his lover, kissing his cheek softly.

"Damn right, thank you Bucky," Tony puffed out his chest like a bird and gave Steve a smug look, "I'll be fine with one more day of intense labor."

"Whatever you say," Clint added, walking away in his low riding sweatpants disappearing into the elevator. Scott gave a huge yawn before being picked up by Sam and carried away to probably go sleep.