Love To Hate You, Hate To Love You- Bonus Chapter

   A couple days had past before anyone had returned to the tower. After getting whatever work they had for the day done, Tony and Steve made sure to spend their time "wisely", as Tony put it. And Steve had to agree that it was time well spent~

   It was about 7 in the morning. Steve was on his way into the kitchen to make breakfast when he smelled a familiar scent of brewed coffee. When he finally entered the kitchen, he put on a jovial smile.

   "Dr. Banner! Good Morning.". Steve said in a happy, surprised tone. Bruce gestured towards Steve with his coffee cup, a light smile gracing his face.
"G'Morning Captain.".

   Steve was pulling a bottle of water out of the fridge and sat down at the table to talk.
He took a sip of his water and spoke.
"I didn't know you were back. What time did'ya get in?".

   "It was later last night, probably around 2 in the morning."
Bruce explained. "I tried to keep quiet so I didn't wake anyone.".
   The blonde sort waved off that comment.
"Nah, you wouldn't have bothered anyone.  Clint and Natasha have been gone on a field mission, and Tony RARELY sleeps. Plus, I'm sort of a heavy sleeper, so you wouldn't have bothered anyone.".

   Bruce gave Steve a questioning look.
"So you were left here with--"
The doctor was interrupted by the sound of the main door opening, revealing Natasha and Clint.

   "Tower, sweet freakin' Tower!". Clint said in an agitated but relieved tone as he plopped on the nearest couch, face first. Natasha just rolled her eyes. Steve looked at the archer and chuckled.
"Well hello to you, too.".

   Clint gave a small wave in Steve's direction, not moving his body from the couch. The soldier grinned and looked back to Bruce.
"Sorry Bruce, what were you saying?".

   Bruce cleared is throat.
"What I was saying was that you were left here with Tony and you guys somehow managed not to kill each other?".
Natasha walked over towards the table and sat down.
" I was actually wondering the same thing. Tony is still alive right?".

   Steve chuckled lightheartedly.
"Yes, he's alive. And it actually didn't turn out as bad as you'd think. The first day was kinda rough, but being stuck by ourselves actually kinda helped.".
He scratched the side of his face and continued. "We came to understand each other better, and now we aren't at each other's throats.".

  Both Bruce and Natasha gave him a questioning look while Clint lifted his head up from the couch and scoffed, saying what was on all of their minds.
"Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it.".

   Bruce went back to drinking his coffee while Natasha was telling Steve bits and pieces about the mission they were on. Tony then came walking into the kitchen humming the tune of Welcome To The Jungle by Guns 'n' Roses.
He somehow fit a "'Mornin' Cap~" into the melody as he walked over to Steve, placing a kiss on his cheek and ruffled his bed head.

   Bruce involuntarily spit out his coffee, Natasha's eyes went wide, Clint's mouth was flapping and trying to form words, and Steve's went red in embarrassment. Tony just nonchalantly walked over to the coffee maker, pouring himself a cup.

   "No one told me The Breakfast Club had a meeting today." He spoke as if nothing just happened. The brunette grabbed his cup and went over to the table and sat beside Steve. He laid his hand on top of the blonde's, whose was laying on the table.

   Tony looked at the expressions of the rest of the team, then looked back to Steve.
" What's their problem?".

   Steve looked over to the genius, a blush still on his cheeks but a serious look worn on his face.
"So this was your plan of bringing it out gently for them?".
Tony was drinking his coffee, only half listening
"Hm? I dunno..." He stated muffled, shrugging at the question.

   "No." Clint managed to finally blurb out. "No no no no no no no. You cannot be serious.".
Natasha snapped out of her shock and turned towards him.
"Clint. Calm down, what's the big problem?".

   The archer got off of the couch and began to walk over to the table, telling of his concerns.
"If Steve and Tony are a 'thing', that means-- well, Tony's involved so I'm sure you can figure it out. It was bad enough when they would just argue outside their rooms!".

   The redhead looked at him slightly unsure of what he was getting at. What was the big deal? Clint pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned.
"My room is right next to Steve's and a straight shot down a level from Stark's. And the walls only can muffle out so much noise...".

   Both Clint and Natasha turned to hear Bruce stifle a laughter. He felt for the guy, but he thought it was too unfortunate not the laugh a little bit. Steve turned away bashfully, nervously clearing his throat. Tony had a look on his face that showed that he was thinking, which all the others knew couldn't be a good thing.

   That is when Tony got an idea.
An awful idea.
A delightfully, awful idea.
"Well, I am off to the workshop." Tony said innocently, finishing his coffee. "Stuff to build, busy busy busy.". He got up to leave, then turned to Steve.

   "And Steve, I need to speak with you later. I have something I would like to privately discuss.".
Steve looked at him suspiciously.
"Okay...?".

   Tony winked at him and started to leave again. Before he completely disappeared down the hallway, he turned towards Clint, knowing he would see the look on Tony's face.

   It was a wicked grin. It wasn't quite the same as the Grinch's in the animated cartoon, but it was pretty damn close. Clint hit his head on the table and groaned with a small sobbing sound, knowing what he was in for.

   Needless to say, Clint didn't sleep well that night. Or many nights afterward.