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WinterWidowHawk: Don't Mess With Natasha's Boys

It was supposed to be a simple mission, but when has anything Clint or Bucky have done ever been simple. The two had gotten kidnapped and were now being held in a dingy cell, chained to the wall.

"One of you better start talking." the guy who seemed to be in charge demanded.

"Go f**k yourself with a cactus." Clint replied.

That earned him a hard punch in the jaw.

"What? I thought you wanted me to talk!" Clint grunted after he spat out some blood.

That got him punched in the gut, knocking the breath out of him.

"Maybe you'll stop being such a smarta** if I put your little boyfriend here through some pain." the guy threatened.

The guy goes over to a bag and pulls out two tasers.

"Don't you f**king touch him!" Clint growled.

"Clint, shut your mouth. I'll be fine, I can take it." Bucky snapped at him.

Then, the guy presses the tasers to Bucky's temples, shocking him. Clint hated the sound of the strangled cry that came from his boyfriend. If his wrists and ankles weren't bound, he would've throttled that guy without hesitation. When the guy was done tasing Bucky, the muscles in Bucky's neck continued to twitch slightly.

"Well...got anything to say, Agent Barton?" the guy asked smugly.

Even though he didn't want Bucky getting hurt again, he kept his mouth shut.

"Alright, suit yourself." the guy shrugged.

He turns the charge on the tasers all the way up with a sinister chuckle.

"I wonder how many shocks it will take to reprogram the mindless murder machine version of the Winter Soldier." the guy said, reaching to place the tasers back on Bucky's temples.

Just as the tasers were mere inches away from Bucky's head, screams were heard from down the hall.

"What the...?" the guy said in confusion as the screams of his men came closer and closer, accompanied by sounds of gunfire, punching, kicking, and bodies hitting the floor.

Bucky and Clint grin at each other, knowing full well who was coming.

"What are you two grinning at each other for?" the guy asked.

"Oh, nothing..." Clint giggled.

"Just that you should probably pray to whatever god or goddess you believe in, if any, because..." Bucky added.

"You're so f**ked..." Clint said with a wince.

"Completely f**ked." Bucky agreed.

"W-why's that?" the guy asked nervously.

"Cause our girlfriend's coming." Clint answered.

"But I thought you two were dating?" the guy replied, not understanding.

"We are dating each other. But we're also dating her. Have you not heard of polyamory?" Bucky explained, rolling his eyes.

No further questions were asked, because the door to the cell was being kicked down. In the doorway was a very very angry Black Widow, with small blood splatters on her face, suit, and fists...none of which were hers, by the way.

"Hey, dude, what's your name again?" Clint asked.

"Yeah, we're gonna need to know what to write on the tag of your body bag." Bucky said.

"Unless your name happens to be John Doe, of course." Clint chuckled.

Now, the guy was terrified, so he did the only thing that popped into his head. He just simply chucks the tasers towards the angry spy. She dodges both, giving the guy an "are you serious?" look. What happened next was not a pretty sight to see...even Bucky had his eyes closed.

"Don't touch my boys again." Natasha muttered before spitting on the guy's probably dead body.

She walks over to the wall her boyfriends were chained to and releases them.

"You two okay?" Natasha asked in a softer tone.

"Yeah, doll, we're alright." Bucky assured her.

"We're okay, Tasha." Clint nodded.

"Good." Natasha said with a sweet smile, placing one hand on Bucky's cheek and the other on Clint's cheek.

Then her sweet smile turns sour as she clonks her boyfriends' heads together.

"Ow! What was that for!?" both Bucky and Clint whined a they rubbed the sides of their heads.

"For getting your a**es kidnapped and making me worry." Natasha pouted before pulling her boys down to give them each a kiss.

"That's our girl." Bucky sighed smiling.

"Mhm, the perfect combination of tender sweetness and tough love." Clint agreed wrapping an arm around Bucky's waist.

"Come on, you two, let's go home." Natasha said grabbing Bucky's and Clint's hands and leading them out of the base they were being held in.

On their way out the men pay no attention to the trail of bodies their protective girlfriend cumulated.