Marvel Oneshots

Your Hero (Clint Barton)

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the Avengers compound. I sat on the grassy lawn, a blanket spread out beneath me, surrounded by textbooks, notes, and an assortment of snacks. I had planned a quiet study session, hoping to dive deep into my latest assignment for college, but it seemed like my boyfriend, Clint Barton, had other ideas.

"Hey there, beautiful," Clint said, swaggering over with a grin that could light up a room. He wore his usual casual attire: a fitted black t-shirt that accentuated his toned arms and faded jeans that hung just right. He looked like a hero straight out of a comic book, and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Clint, I'm trying to study," I said, attempting to sound firm, though my resolve weakened under his gaze.

"Studying is important, but so is taking a break," he replied, plopping down beside me. "How about a little distraction? I promise I can be more fun than those boring textbooks."

"Boring?" I arched an eyebrow, though a smile tugged at my lips. "These textbooks are the foundation of my future!"

He leaned closer, a playful glint in his eye. "Your future can wait. Right now, I'm here to save you from academic despair. You're not going to escape my charm that easily, princess."

I laughed, feeling my cheeks flush. "You're impossible, you know that?"

"Impossible to resist, you mean," he shot back with a wink. "So, what do you say? How about I take you on a little adventure? A hero's duty, if you will."

"A hero, huh? What kind of adventure?" I asked, intrigued despite my intentions to study.

"An adventure that includes food, sunshine, and maybe a bit of danger," he said, leaning back on his hands and flashing that trademark smirk that made my heart race. "I'll even let you pick the destination."

I sighed, torn between the responsibilities of school and the temptation of his offer. "Clint, I really should get this work done. I can't afford to fall behind."

"Come on, Y/N," he coaxed, leaning closer and lowering his voice as if sharing a secret. "I promise I'll help you with your studies later. I just need you to trust me for a little while. Besides, think of it as training for when you're fighting alongside me in the field."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Training, huh? Is that how you justify your flirting?"

"It's not just flirting; it's a heroic mission to make sure my girlfriend knows how amazing she is," he replied, a glimmer of sincerity in his eyes. "And how could I do that while you're buried in books?"

I bit my lip, considering his offer. The warmth of his presence and the sparkle in his eyes were hard to resist. "Okay, fine! But only for a little while."

"Perfect!" he exclaimed, jumping up and offering me his hand. "Now, let's go save the world from boredom!"

I took his hand, letting him pull me to my feet, and together we walked away from my study materials. I felt a thrill of excitement coursing through me. Clint always had a way of turning the mundane into something extraordinary.

As we strolled through the compound, Clint began to spin tales of his past adventures, his voice animated as he recounted missions gone wrong, close calls, and all the times he had saved the day. I laughed at his exaggerated gestures and over-the-top storytelling, but underneath it all, I could see the sincerity in his eyes—the pride he took in being an Avenger.

"Did I ever tell you about the time I took down a whole group of armed thieves with nothing but a handful of arrows and my charm?" he asked, puffing out his chest dramatically.

"Oh, please," I scoffed playfully. "Your charm is definitely more effective than your arrows!"

Clint feigned offense, a hand over his heart. "I am wounded, my dear! How could you doubt my heroics?"

"I'm just saying you might want to work on your archery skills," I teased, nudging him playfully.

He leaned in closer, our shoulders brushing as we walked. "You know, I could show you some moves. Just imagine it—my stunning archery skills paired with your unmatched brilliance. We'd be unstoppable."

"You mean unstoppable at making a mess?" I laughed, enjoying the banter.

"Hey, a mess is just a beautiful disaster waiting to happen," he said, winking at me. "And I can guarantee that I'll be there to rescue you if things go awry."

We reached the edge of the compound, where the sprawling forest met the sky, and Clint turned to me, his expression serious for a moment. "But seriously, Y/N, I want you to know how incredible you are. You might not see it, but you're a hero in your own right. You handle all that schoolwork and still manage to keep up with us crazies."

My heart swelled at his words, and I felt a warmth spreading through my chest. "Thank you, Clint. That means a lot coming from you."

He stepped closer, his eyes locking onto mine. "You deserve to know just how amazing you are. I may be an Avenger, but you've already saved my heart."

My breath caught in my throat, and I felt a rush of warmth flooding my cheeks. "You're really laying it on thick today, aren't you?"

"Just calling it like I see it, princess," he replied, a soft smile playing on his lips. "And I see a future full of adventure waiting for us."

I grinned, feeling the pull between us intensify. "Okay, hero. What's next on our adventure?"

Clint took a step back, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "How about we conquer the nearby snack shop? I hear they have the best pastries in the entire state."

"Lead the way, oh fearless hero," I said, giggling as I took his arm.

With that, we set off hand in hand, the weight of the world slipping away with each step. I felt lighter, free from the stress of school, ready to embrace whatever adventures Clint had in store for us. And with him by my side, I knew I could face anything.