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“You used me?” Clint’s voice came from the hallway, sounding a mix of offended and delighted.
Stephen exchanged looks with Tony, but Tony just shrugged to say he had no idea what Clint was talking about.
Natasha’s laugh was the only answer.
Clint stormed into the room, eyes narrowed at Stephen and Tony where they cuddled. “I want full credit in your wedding vows,” he declared nonsensically. No one in the room was getting married!?
“Full credit for what?” Tony asked, skipping over the lack of upcoming weddings to merit the demand.
Clint pointed at Natasha who’d followed Clint into the room. “She used me to clue Stephen in to the fact he was in love with you,” Clint said. “Which means I am the reason you two got together, hence credit in the wedding vows.”
Tony looked entirely confused. “What?”
“That first day,” Stephen reminded him. “I’d overheard Clint and Natasha and that led to…” He gestured between them.
Tony’s arched an eyebrow, then shrugged. “Shouldn’t the credit go to Natasha, then?”
Natasha smirked. “Absolutely.”
“Not that there’s a wedding planned,” Stephen pointed out.
Tony looked at him thoughtfully. “We could change that,” he said, tone entirely too casual for what Stephen realized a second later was a proposal.
Stephen felt almost dizzy with want. “Is that your idea of a proposal?” he asked, because there was no way he was letting Tony know that the almost off-hand words had him floating.
Tony considered it, then nodded. “Yeah, think so.”
“Terrible proposal,” Stephen informed him. “Courthouse this weekend?”
Tony’s grin was blinding. “Perfect. Natasha and Clint can be our witnesses.”
Clint pumped his fist in success. “Done. I still get credit though.”
Stephen eyed Natasha, who had a smug smirk on her face. …had they just been played, again?