Clint One Shots

Who to Love - Clint vs Steve

You had been with Steve a long time, two years you both had devoted to each other. But lately you had seen things, you weren't sure if they were in your head or not. But the odd thing was, if what you had seen was real, it wasn't bothering you as much as it should.

Steve giving lingering glances to Sharon, spending more time with her and going on missions with her. You knew they had been friends, good friends but it seemed like more lately. Sharon was a good woman and an amazing agent, she was beautiful and kicked ass with the best of them, so why wasn't it bothering you that your boyfriend was around her more than you.

"What's up your butt?" Clint throws himself onto the couch beside you.

"I dunno" you mutter and watch as Steve hands a coffee to Sharon with a shy smile.

"You know he's always super friendly, don't read anything into it honey" Clint looks at where you're looking and pats your leg.

"It doesn't bother me" you turn back with a smile and Clint frowns.

"I actually believe that" he looks at Steve again and back to you.

"So, our mission in a few days. Tony said we'll be there for two days?" you ask and Clint nods.

"Recon and recover if possible. We'll have to go in disguise, husband and wife I think he said" you nod and ponder Clint's words.

"Well if we get to choose, I want the platinum ring props" you wink and Clint shakes his head.

"You wanna go over the mission notes, I have them on my room?" he stands and you nod.

"Sure" you follow Clint along the corridor, you frown when you realise that your staring at Clint's ass.

It was a nice ass, and his arms are toned and taught with hardened muscles from archery. His shoulders wide and holy hell you are so checking him out right now. You cough and flush, dropping your eyes from him. He was your best friend, you had always been close to him. Clint was fun and caring, could take a joke and didn't care that you swore.

He closes the door behind you and sits on his bed, pulling out the file and laying it between you both. You were infiltrating a possible hydra agents home, someone decently high on the food chain. He was supposed to have some documents about some military personnel close to the president that you needed to get back. You were going to his party and sneaking away to grab what you needed. As well as watching the agent and who he associated with at the party.

You jump when Clint pushes some hair back from your face, his eyes darting about. He smiles when you look at him, his fingers tucking the hair behind your ear.

"You know Steve would never hurt you" he says.

"I'm not worried about him hurting me" you say quietly.

"Then what's wrong?" you shrug and close the file.

"It's weird, I've seen him and Sharon getting closer than ever and it's not bothering me. Like at all" Clint sighs.

"Oh" he frowns and takes your hand.

"Were you expecting it?" you smile at Clint, he thought you were self depreciating.

"No. I love Steve I really do, but I don't think I'm in love with him anymore" you chew your lips and look at Clint.

His eyebrows are up and he's staring into space, his eyes flick back to you and he smiles.

"And you think he may be feeling the same way?" you nod and shrug.

"It looks that way" you tell him.

"Are you gonna tell him?" Clint asks.