3Annnnnnd here we go! Enjoy! Let me know what you think in the reviews! By the way, I was thinking of making more stories continuing this through multiple holidays and creating different traditions for them. Should I? Give me your opinion in the reviews as well! Thanks!
Also! Here's the smut chapter. I didn't post it here because it's a little too mature for this website. (Copy and paste without the spaces, btw!)
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"Come on. Let's get you dressed, you have presents to open, hawkass." Tony grinned and jumped out of the shower, grabbing a towel from the rack before leaving the bathroom and heading down the hallway to their bedroom. Clint just chuckled and grabbed his own towel, following behind his husband.
After getting dressed and settled in comfy pajamas, Tony led Clint out to the living room and forced him to sit on the couch. "You stay." Clint chuckled but nodded, resting back against the couch and brushing the wet hair from his forehead.
Tony headed into the kitchen and poured them each a cup of cocoa that Jarvis had steaming on the stove. Tony carried the mugs back to the living room and handing a mug to Clint before settling himself next to Clint. "So. What does my wonderful husband want to open first?" Clint rolled his eyes at the compliment and shrugged.
"Whatever you want me to open." Tony repeated Clint's action by rolling his eyes before getting off the couch to grab a somewhat large package, tossing it to the assassin. Clint grinned and tore through the paper before letting out a laugh at the Lego version of the SHIELD helacarrier. "Fitting, I just love looking at this thing every day." He teased Tony before leaning into kiss him when he sat down.
Clint continued to open gift after gift, smiling and sometimes even getting emotional from the thought Tony had put into them. After it was all said and done, Clint was clinging to Tony and thanking him for all he had given him. Tony just rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around his husband, "Clint. It's Christmas, I'm allowed to spoil you at least one day of the year. Two days tops." Clint just smiled and pressed his lips to Tony's tenderly, their mouths moving together slowly for a few moments.
Clint pulled back from the kiss with a grin and stood up, "Wait here. I got you somethin'." Clint grinned and ran off toward the bedroom. Tony just raised an eyebrow before sniggering slightly at how excited his husband was.
When Clint came back from the bedroom, he tossed a small package to Tony and plopped back on the couch next to him. "I know…it's not exactly much. But I figured they'd mean more if you had them." Tony furrowed his brows before nodding, pulling the paper off the box. A small black box was hidden under the wrapping paper. He flipped the lid up and almost gasped; his mouth gaping open slightly. Inside the box were a set of dog tags with Clint's name on them. "I had them cleaned up and shined just for you." Tony gently pulled them out of the box and traced his finger over Cilnt's name before grinning, hanging them around his neck. "I love them, honestly." Clint grinned and pressed another kiss to Tony's cheek.
"Alright, hawkass. You ready for the big present?" Tony asked him, a grin on his face as he got up to retrieve the much larger box from behind the tree. Clint raised a brow and wondered why he hadn't noticed the box from behind the tree. He got up to inspect it. "Can I open it?' Clint asked, running his fingers over the tape keeping the box together.
"No, I thought I would let you just stare at it." Tony rolled his eyes with a chuckle, "Of course you can open it." Clint grinned and tore of the tape, throwing it off behind him. The box fell open, revealing a brand new black and purple, to match his new uniform, bow and case of special trick arrows. Clint's mouth fell open in a shock and he carefully reached his hand out for the weapon and pulling it into his hands, his fingertips moving over the colored metal.
"Tony…I…" He bit his lip and looked up at his husband with slightly watery eyes, "I love it. Thank you." Tony proudly grinned at making a good present for the archer. "No problem, baby." Clint set the bow down and practically clung to his husband, "I love you." He mumbled into his shoulder.
Tony wrapped his arms around his husband and nodded, "I love you too, baby. You deserve the best." He nuzzled him gently before pulling him back on the couch to let him cuddle further into his side. Clint's rested his cheek on Tony's chest and sighed softly, "Best Christmas ever."
Tony grinned brightly and nodded in agreement with the assassin's statement, "It'll always be awesome, baby. I promise," He kissed his forehead before resting his head back against the couch cushion. Clint sighed softly and nodded, knowing Tony would keep his promise.