Poker Face
It was one of those lazy nights in the tower, there hadn’t been a mission all week and everyone seemed perfectly fine with that. The team was littered around the tower doing what they did best….
Steve was in the gym training with Bucky
Thor was in the kitchen stuffing his face as usual
Loki was hidden away in the library
Bruce was in the lab doing science stuff
Nat was in her room presumably sleeping
[Y/N] was ghosting around simply watching everyone
Clint was somewhere in the vents
and Gods knew where Tony was.
“Avengers Assemble!”
The loud voice that sounded over the tower intercom was enough to startle everyone. With a sigh Earth’s mightiest heroes made their way up to the penthouse fully expecting a mission. But what they found instead was completely unexpected.
“What the hell?” It was Natasha who spoke first, staring at the large table that consumed the penthouse.
“Surely you’ve played poker before cupcake~” Tony mused with a mischievous grin.
“Don’t call me that.” The red head growled.
“What is this poker?” Thor asked curiously.
“A card game.” Steve answered.
“You know how to play gramps?” Tony asked with a quirked eyebrow.
“I’ve played a few games in my time.” The golden haired super soldier answered.
“Excellent, now we just need to teach pinky and the brain there and we’ll be set!”
“Who says any of us were gonna play?” [Y/N] pointed out.
“Oh you’ll play.” Tony said with that grin of his growing wider.
“What makes you think that?” Clint asked with a raised brow.
“Because if you don’t those pictures I took at the Christmas party will find their way onto the internet.”
“Tony, you wouldn’t do that.” Bruce sighed with a hint of anxiety in his voice.
“Are you really willing to risk it Brucie?”
“He’s got us.” Bucky sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“Check and mate~” Tony snickered.
“What are you doing [Y/N]?” Loki inquired, managing to ignore the conversation until the [h/c] haired woman walked off.
“Getting a drink.” She answered, reaching across the bar to grab a bottle of one of Tony’s best Russian Vodkas, “I’m gonna need something to help me make it through this night.”
Apparently everyone else agreed with the young woman for soon everyone was making their way over to the bar.
“Well if everyone is finished raiding my precious liquor,” Tony huffed once everyone had a drink, “can we get this party started?”
“Let’s make it interesting.” Clint proposed with a smirk.
“What did you have in mind Robin Hood?” An amused Tony asked.
“Strip.Poker.” The blonde man answered, glancing around at the group.
“OO me likey~” Tony chirped cheerfully.
“Go big or go home, yes?” [Y/N] muttered, taking a sip of the vodka, “I’m in.”
Everyone, with a little persuasion from dumb and dumber, eventually agreed to the terms of the game and with the rules quickly explained to Thor and Loki the game was soon under way.
“Son of a b-“
“Language Tony.” Steve muttered, staring at his own poor hand.
“Who the hell dealt this?” Natasha growled.
“Did I do it wrong?” Thor asked innocently, “I did as the man of iron instructed.”
“It’s alright Thor.” [Y/N] reassured with a smile.
“Says the woman currently sitting in her bra and jeans.” Clint remarked with a smirk as his eyes ran over the [h/c] haired woman’s form, “Nice polka dots by the way but just so you know that bra is mine next time you lose.”
“Is that so bird brain?” [Y/N] challenged.
“Enough with the flirting, some of us are trying to play a game here!” Tony muttered with a roll of his brown eyes.
“Are you really playing Tony, I mean you are nearly naked over there in just your boxers and t-shirt.” Steve laughed, being the only person at the table who had yet to remove any clothing.
“Shut up cap.”
“Will you just flip the damn cards Thor!” Loki growled, he and his brother being just as undressed as the billionaire.
“Let us continue!” Thor exclaimed cheerfully, “Burn one and flip three.”
Queen of Diamonds
Ace of Hearts
Ten of Spades
“Come the hell on!” Bucky snapped, he was only two items shy of being fully clothed but he didn’t seem to like the idea of losing.
“I swear to fuck if any of you have a ten and king I will throw you off the building.” Natasha growled, tossing a blue chip into the pile.
“Play nice Nat.” Bruce chuckled, tossing his own chip into the pot.
“This is so not fair.” [Y/N] sighed, bowing her head as she put a chip in the middle.
“Scared?” Clint mocked, following suit.
Thor, Steve, Bucky, and Loki remained silent as they tossed their chips into the pot and then all eyes turned to Tony expectantly. The billionaire looked fearful, seeming to mull over his odds in his head before reluctantly putting a chip into the middle.
“Just finish this point break.” He sighed, already sensing his impending defeat.
Thor repeated the rules of dealing to himself once more before placing another card, King of Hearts, then doing the same once again after everyone placed their bets.
“Well this was a horrible idea.” Tony sighed, staring at the Two of Clubs.
Everyone but [Y/N] and Clint put their cards on the table.
“And with that I win this round.” Clint declared, laying his cards on the table to reveal his King three of a kind, before turning to face [Y/N] with a smirk, “I’ll be taking that adorable bra of yours now~”
[Y/N] sighed, once again bowing her head but everyone was taken by surprise as the [h/c] haired woman began laughing uncontrollably.
“Think again bird brain~”
She slammed her cards on the table, letting everyone view her straight.
“Son of a b-“
“Language Nat.” Steve chuckled.
“But I thought you were….you played me!” Clint shouted, staring between the cards on the table and the woman beside him.
“It’s called a poker face little bird.” The woman snickered with a sly smile, “Now cough over those boxers of yours~”
“But I don’t even have my pants off!”
“I don’t care, winner gets choice pick~”
“Since when?”
“Since now!” [Y/N] giggled.
“If you two are done,” Tony interrupted, now wearing only his own boxers with a heart over the crotch, “I’d like to get this humiliation done and over with.”
“It’ll make you and bird boy there think before suggesting stupid ideas!” Natasha huffed.
“I wouldn’t get my hopes too high on that one Nat.” Steve remarked, now shirtless.
“I agree with Tony,” Clint remarked with a pout, “can we just get this over with?”
“You’re only saying that because [Y/N] has your underwear.” Tony said with a roll of his eyes, “You were perfectly fine when you were about t take her bra!”
“Shut up would ya!” Clint hissed.
“At least you still have your pants!” Tony shouted.
“Since when do you can about wearing pants?”
“Since Loki took possession of the ones I was wearing!”
“Oh my Gods Clint!” [Y/N] exclaimed, effectively silencing the bickering duo as she held up the archer’s boxers, “There are wings on the butt!”
The room erupted in to laughter as [Y/N] continued to hold his underwear up for everyone to see.
“Never again.” Clint grumbled under his breath as he sunk into his chair with a crimson face.