Marvel Imagines

Clint- Argue

(Requested by @dvmnitsme)

You narrow your eyes at the man standing in front of you, a look of annoyance crosses his features when you turn.

"And where do you think you're going?" He asks, stepping forward to grab your arm.

You whirl around and shake off his hand. "Away from you,"

He scoffs. "Well aren't you being sweet this evening."

"Yeah, all thanks to you!" You fire back. "You're the one who brought that up!"

"Stop over reacting, Rachel!" He groans.

"I am not overreacting. If anything, you are, Clint."

"So it's my fault that you were flirting with Thor?"

You throw your hands in the air. "We weren't flirting! I was asking him about Jane, his girlfriend!"

"So that's why you were practically leaning on him?"

"Clint, we weren't flirting!" You exclaim.

"Yes you were!"

"No we weren't!"

"Yes!"

You roll your eyes. "No!"

"No!"

"Yes! Wait, what-" Clint cuts you off by pressing his lips on yours, then smiles cheekily when you give him a look.

"What? I couldn't think of any other way of stopping you," He says, grinning goofily at you.

"You're such a child, Clint. You know that?"

He chuckles. "Me? How am I the child?"

You open your mouth to give him a perfectly good explanation, but he quickly shakes his head and presses his hand over your mouth.

"How about we forget this thing ever happened?" You stick out your tongue, making Clint squeak and jerk his hand away. "Rachel, what the-"

You plant a kiss on his lips and slip away. "Why do you look so surprised? I couldn't think of any other way of stopping you,"