[the avengers ➼ imagines]

clint barton ≫ silent treatment

"Come on, (Y/N), stop ignoring me." Your boyfriend, Clint pleaded, chasing after you through the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. You simply continued to ignore him and went on with whatever you were doing.

People gave you funny looks as you acted oblivious to Clint running about after you, pleading for forgiveness. Now normally you would forgive Clint in a heartbeat, but not this time. He had been annoying you all week, constantly pestering you. He had been making comments about your appearance, obviously to him it was a joke but to you it was far from it. You had eventually just snapped and began giving him the silent treatment instead of shouting and bawling at him.

You got to the conference room where all the other Avengers, Director Fury and Agent Hill were.

"Ah, Agent (Y/N) and Agent Barton, nice of you to finally join us." Fury spoke, his voice far from joking. You sent a quick apology for the inconvenience and sat yourself down and the large table in the centre of the room.

Fury began speaking about your next mission and where you would be headed. You wrote down key notes, knowing that you would most likely forget the important parts when it actually came to the mission. You were completely focused on Fury, making sure to miss nothing when all of a sudden a something hit your foot from under the table.

"Ow, what the fuck?" You shouted, grabbing the attention of every other person in the room. They all looked at you with confused expressions.

"Lady (Y/N), are you okay?" Thor asked, concern showering his face. The rest of the team looked at you expectantly, awaiting your answer.

"Yeah (Y/N), are you alright?" You spun your head in Clint's direction, a smirk on his face as he tried not to laugh. You knew instantly that it had been his foot that had hit you underneath the table.

You turned back to Thor who was still waiting on your answer. "Yes, Thor, I'm perfectly fine. I just hit my leg off the table." You lied, your firm glare set on your least favourite archer.

"Right then, now that's covered can we please get back to the original subject." Fury asked, well more liked ordered.

As the meeting went on, Clint would try his hardest to make you laugh but it only resulted in you getting even madder at him. By the end of the meeting you were absolutely fuming and you knew exactly what you would take your anger out on. The punching bag.

You headed for the changing room, unaware of Clint following close behind. When you arrived you grabbed some tape to wrap your hands in and headed over to the bag. You began to hit it with an almighty force. You thought about everything Clint had said to you, all the times he had tried to annoy you. You thought this would work but it only resulted to you falling to the ground in tears.

"Stupid fucking man. I hate him." You cried into the mat. You knew all your words were lies, you were in love with Clint but sometimes it all got a bit too much.

A pair of strong, warm arms picked you up off the ground and pulled you into their chest. "Hey, hey, don't cry now baby. I'm sorry for making you feel like this, I'm so sorry." You instantly knew it was Clint, all you wanted to do was get up and leave but you couldn't. Being in his arms felt so comfortable and safe.

"This is all my fault, I should have never have made them jokes about your appearance, I was just trying to cheer you up but I clearly am not very humorous." You chuckled at that, he was right. He was only funny when he tried not to be.

"There's that laugh I love, now come on, dry those eyes. Do you wanna go get a burger and fries, I know that makes you happy?" He asked, knowing that there was no way you would refuse.

You looked up at him, a smile forming on your face. "I hate you Clint."

"Yeah, I know you do." He smirked, pulling you off the ground. He wrapped his arm around your waist as the both of you exited the training room.

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I couldn't really think of a story line for a Clint one but then this kind of came to mind. I know it's short but it's all I could think of, I'll try make the next one a long one.

Oh and I also forgot to mention thank you so so so so much for over 1,000 reads! I didn't even think this story would get 200 at the most. Thank you all!!