I Love You Prompts - part 2
As morning came, Clint started to think that, as fun as it had been, Tony might have been a bit too successful in his attempt to distill an alcohol with enough punch to get Pietro drunk.
Where his normally chipper boyfriend lay was a pile of blankets with just a hint of white hair poking out to indicate that there was anyone under them.
Clint poked at the vaguely Pietro-shaped lump and grinned at the inhuman groan that followed. It’s possible that he was having a little too much fun at the tables being turned but he didn’t care what that said about him, he was going to enjoy every second of Pietro’s alcohol induced torment.
“Come on, Pietro,” he teased, “up and at ‘em.”
A muffled moan is the only response he gets and Clint knows he can do better.
“Come on, kid. What you need is the biggest, greasiest, runniest, egg roll. With a few rashers of bacon on the side and a massive helping of tomato ketchup.”
Clint has to bite his cheeks to stop from laughing at the distressed noises of displeasure coming from inside the mound of blankets. He’s pretty much decided that hungover Pietro is the best thing ever when the sound of dry heaves start to prickle at his conscience.
Goddamnit.
Crouching down, he sets his hand on top of the blankets, where he’s guessing Pietro’s shoulder is. "Alright, alright. No eggy deliciousness. I’m gonna go and get you some aspirin and a pitcher of water, OK? I promise it’ll make you feel better.“
“I love you.” Pietro’s voice is hoarse and thin sounding, wrecked and wretched and all Clint can think is ‘goddamnit, he’sruined it.’
Damn kid being all adorable and loveable and making it impossible for Clint to gain joy from his suffering.
He’s just lucky that Clint loves him too.