Avengers: The Hunted (Avengers × Reader)

2- Sleep

You, Tony and Clint came back from a small but tiring mission, but despite your injuries all you wanted was to sink in your bed and sleep.

"So how was it?"

"Oh it was great cap you should have joined us, we got front row seats and everything" Tony snarked.

"Oh knock it off Tony. I guess it was alright, if you don't count the amount of times those son a guns whacked us with metal bats, apart from Tony of course with his flashy mark whatever suit he was left looking untouched"

"Thats because i WAS untouched, you'd be too if you didn't go off and do your own thing Y/N"

"Well not all of us can fly now can we?"

"I missed the part where that's my problem"

"Where's Barton off to" Steve interupted looking at Clint as he ran up the stairs at the same time as preventing another quarrel.

"Bed probably, which reminds me i have a few beauty sleeps i'd like to meet with, so if you need me, which you always do of course, I'll be catching up on some z's"

As you turn to the stairs you feel an arm tug you back to you displeasure.
"Where do you think you're going miss blood-stain? let me stitch up that wound and you'll be good to go"

"But Nat-"

"You may be a professional archer/spy or whatever, but dont forget im a trained assassin so if you dont let me help heal you I'll make sure you suffer the consequences"

You groan as she begins stitching you up forgetting you had the pain in the first place, but now that its back you're pretty sure it isn't going to go away any time soon.

"Steve you got to tell her I can take care of myself, she won't listen to me"

"Sorry Y/N but if you could then you'd be able to convince her" he shruggs and turns to leave for bed. What does he need sleep for anyways, hasn't 70 years on ice been enough.

"Traitor"