Once again, I was sent back to my room after a long day filled with tests.
A knock on the door caught my attention as I was reading. "Yeah?"
Clint popped his head into the room, "Can I come in?"
I rolled my eyes and put the book down. "What do you want?"
"I figured since we're going to be stuck together for at least a week or two, we should get our issues out of the way."
"Okay, I agree. What's your fucking problem, then?
Taken aback, he stuttered for a second. "Nothing, I can put my issues aside to make sure you get the best help I can provide."
It was my turn to be shocked," I- uh- okay. Thank you. Sorry for snipping at you."
He held up his hand up as if to say, 'don't'.
"Okay then. Good talk, Barton," I said out of sheer awkwardness. "What is your problem with me though?"
He stood to leave and turned back, "you get under my skin, Y/L/N, but I like you on my team, so I'll do what I can."
"Thank you," I squeaked out as he left the room and laid down to sleep.
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Birds of a Feather
FanfictionWhen a mission goes wrong, Y/N is injured in battle, she is unsure if she will be able to recover and an annoyance is left to baby sit her while the Avengers are on an extended mission. Can she cope with the annoyance or will it drive her insane?
