AVENGER IMAGINES

Clint - stolen.

(* (Y/S/N) means your superhero name:')*)

You couldn't help but smile as your boyfriend Clint started acting as your bodyguard.

"Nope! No touchy touchy Stark, not okay, nope." Clint spoke as he waved his hands in front of Tony's face, who was only wanting to see if he could lift you over his head, as Steve had proved he could do so.

"How is it that you trust a popsicle and not me?" Tony's face crumbled into fake hurt.

You giggled not knowing what to do, Steve stands next to you and looks down at you, eyes filled with confusion.

"Popsicle?" He whispers to you with one eyebrow raised.

"You were frozen cap, like a popsicle," Tony's voice is filled with sarcasm as he rolls his eyes and flings his hands up in the air "doesn't matter (Y/N), we will try another time when hawky isn't here," Tony chuckles towards you, giving a fake wink.

"Sure thing Tony, can I go to bed now?" You giggle again, brushing your hair behind your ear.

"Good night, (Y/S/N)," He nods, giving you a warm smile.

You say your good nights to the rest of the team and head to your room, a small smile still on your face.

You don't even bother putting on your pjs, you just strip your cloths off down to your bra and pants and crawl into bed.

You hadn't even put your head on the pillow before clint came in your room already half naked. As soon as he closes the door he peels his jeans and socks off too.

"You okay babe?" You ask him, a warm smile on your face as you lean on your hand to see him.

"Of course baby, just tired, mind if we cuddle?" Clint's voice comes out almost strained, you instantly sit up, worry consuming you.

"Clinton? What is it?" You speak as you beckon him over to the bed, he hung his head low as he sat down next to you.

"Its just, Tony... He's everything a girl wants, smart, rich handsome - I just thought he would steal you away from me, (Y/N)..." Clint's head snaps up to look at you, his eyes shimmering.

"Clint... You already stole me, am only yours, Tony is okay, but he doesn't have a bow and arrow," you say know this will perk him right up.

"Yeah that's a good point, he's just a man in a tin suit," Clint chuckles "I've really stolen you? Which parts have I stolen?" Clint asks, his eyes getting flirtatious.

"My heart Clint, stop being so dirty," you giggle pretending to push him away from you.

A smile spread across his face quicker than a wild fire.

"I've stolen your heart?" He asks quietly.

"Yes, every last tissue," you giggle again.

"(Y/N), what would I do without you?" Clint asks as he buried his head in the crook of your neck "I love you baby," he whispers into your hair.

"I love you too, Hawkeye," you giggle pulling him down into a cuddle while throwing the covers back over you both.

"Are you still sleepy?" Clint asked, not wanting to keep you up any later if possible.

"Nah, not anymore," you smile into his chest, placing a kiss on his bullet shaped scar on his shoulder.

The night continued of talking, cuddles and lots of kisses. He couldn't keep his hands off you and even after 3 years he still wanted you just as bad as the first night yous spent together.

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Idek where this came from its like half one in the morning here and am drooling over Colin O'Donoghue :')

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