Clint Barton - *MODERN AU* Football

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Female!Footballer! Reader x Dad!Clint Barton

You play American Football for the Pittsburgh Steelers (feel free to change).

(I know Jeremy Renner's playing soccer on the cover but the picture was so:😍)

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You woke up.

Today was the day.

You were playing in the super bowl!

You were playing against the Eagles.

It's ironic that both teams are from Pennsylvania.

You got up and blasted Punk Tactics by Joey Valence & Brae at full volume.

You were dancing around the room being a goofball.

When the time of the super bowl came, you were hyped.

You jumped in your dad's rusty blue pickup truck.

Driver seat, obviously.

You had your jersey on and were ready for whatever the day brought you.

Clint came into the truck later.

"Driving, really?" he smiled.

"Hell yeah," you chuckled, sticking your tongue out.

You started the engine and drove to the stadium.

When the game started, you and your team were doing really well.

But after the halftime show, you weren't exactly winning.

In the end, it was 87 to 89, in the Eagles' favor.

You couldn't understand.

You were an excellent player, you played as hard as you possibly could, and you still lost.

You felt like crying.

You jumped back in your truck.

"Going already?" Clint asked, getting in after you.

"Yup," you growled.

"Easy, Hawky," he smirked.

You stayed silent and drove home.

Once you got inside, you ran to your room and sat crying in the corner.

Clint came in later.

You wiped your tears away as Clint sat next to you.

"What's up?" Clint asked.

"I don't understand, I played as hard as I could," you whispered.

"It's okay, Hawky," he said, giving you a hug, "You can't win every time."

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