Complex / Chapter 4

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Y/N POV

* 1 month later *

" Venus, pull up Project 36."

" Y/N it is currently 1 in the morning. Go to sleep."

" I can't sleep, might as well do something."

" You didn't even get in bed."

" When the hell did I program you to be so sassy?"

" 1 year, 4 months ago."

Holograms projected on the wall with suit designs, defense mechanisms, and notes. The floor opened to allow a desk to be used.

" Perfect. Let's get to work.

*time skip because I'm tired*

" Well it looks good, but how does it fit?" I say, pulling it on and walking over to the mirror.

" Seems to fit well sir, you have school today"

" Shit."

" If you fall asleep now you will have at least 3 hours of sleep."

" Thank you, V. " I say, pulling off my suit and putting it in a compartment of the desk. " Hide project"

*time skip, how shocking?"

" Y/N get up." A voice yells as a pillow is thrown at my face.

" WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" I shout as I look to see Clint getting another pillow.

" You wouldn't wake up. Now you're up. " He states turning the lights on to full brightness before throwing another pillow.

" I hate you."

" You're going to be late." He runs out but not before throwing another pillow.

After getting ready I run to the kitchen to see all the lights off and nobody else around. Setting my bag down I turn and ask FRIDAY what time it is.

" Good morning Y/N, it is currently 5:15 and rainy-"

My frustrated scream can be heard throughout the living quarters as the lights turn on courtesy of FRIDAY.

" CLINT GET OUT OF THE VENTS BEFORE I DROP YOU"

" YOU WOULDN'T DARE"

" IT WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST TIME BIRDBRAIN!" I flick my wrist and the metal freezes before falling to the ground, taking Clint with it.

" That wasn't very nice" He groans clutching his side.

" Neither is waking someone up at 5 for no reason," I say heading to the counter. I start making breakfast for the group while Clint just looks at me confused. " What?"

" You never make breakfast, what's wrong?" The sudden worry in his tone makes me turn to look at him quickly before focusing back on the food. " How long has it been?"

I pause before answering, " A month give or take. It doesn't matter anymore," in a monotone while flipping the bacon.

" Y/N you can't ignore him forever, he's your dad. He loves you."

"Does he? Not once has he tried to talk to me or even look at me."

" Have you tried to talk to him?"

Placing our food on the counter before turning to look at him, " No. I don't plan to until he gets his shit together and apologizes."

" You shou-"

"Just drop it," I say before continuing, "Please." He puts his hands up in surrender momentarily before dropping them just as Pop walks in.

" Good morning Clint. Y/N why are you up so early? You have school today."

" Just woke up early, couldn't fall back asleep," I said with a small smile before drinking my water.

Clint, I just saved your ass.

" Alright, I'm going for a run. Want to join?"

" No thank you, I'm sure Clint would like to." A glare is sent by Clint as he scrambles to get up from his chair to object.

" Clint, meet outside in 5. " He says before departing, leaving me alone with Clint.

" What was that for?"

" Waking me up, I saved you from getting a Mother Steve lecture. If you don't go run with him I will tell him that you ruined my 9 hours of sleep he works so hard to enforce. " I pat his shoulder jumping down from the stool and leaving the room. 

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