Title: a pair of pants
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Characters: Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers
Rating: Teen
Words: 462
Content Notes: no warnings apply
Summary: Tony is in the Avengers shared living room lying on the couch naked. No one else is very pleased by this.


Natasha walked into the Avengers’ shared living room, to find Tony sprawled out on the couch. His eyes were closed and he was naked. “Put a pair of pants on will you?”
“No, but thanks for asking” Tony said, not bothering to open his eyes.
“Tony, seriously put some pants on. You’re not the only one who uses the living room.” Natasha said.
“It’s my couch.” Tony said.
“Really? How so?”
“I paid for it.”

Natasha shook her head and sat down in one of the chairs. She was getting tired of Tony always reminding everyone how much of everything he had paid for. She picked up the remote from one of the coffee tables and turned on the television. She wasn’t really in the mood to deal with Tony.

A moment later Clint walked in, saw Tony, and walked back out. A few minutes later Steve walked in. He frowned at Tony for a moment and then focused his attention on Natasha. “Why is he naked?”
“According to him it’s his couch.” Natasha shrugged.
“Of course it is.” Steve rolled his eyes.

“I can hear you guys” Tony said. Steve turned toward him, keeping his eyes focused on Tony’s face. “And we can see way too much of you” he said.
Tony opened his eyes and smiled at Steve,“You’re welcome.” Steve shook his head and left the room. Natasha was flipping through the channels on the tv. It was a little after midnight on a Sunday and there wasn’t much on.

Several minutes later, Clint returned and dropped a pair of pants on Tony.
“Hey, watch it. You’ll damage the merchandise” Tony said.
Natasha snickered and changed the channel again.
“Nat, how can you watch tv, with Tony lying there naked?” Clint asked.
Natasha shrugged. “It doesn’t really make a very big impression.”
Clint laughed and Tony sat up, the pants clutched in his hands. “Hey! - not really feeling the love here guys.”
“Is that what you’re looking for Tony? Love?” Natasha asked without turning her attention away from the television. She was currently watching cartoons. Clint sat down in one of the chairs next to her. “Don’t look at me Tony. You’re not my type” Clint said and took the remote from Natasha.
“Well, it’s been fun guys, but I have things to do.” Tony dropped the pair of pants and walked out of the room.

“We’re gonna need to burn that couch” Clint said, once Tony was gone.
“Do you really think that’s the worst thing to happen on that couch - or any of the furniture, Barton?” Natasha asked. Clint made a face and changed the channel. It was probably best not to think about it, or else he’d probably end up setting fire to the whole place.