Avengers: Preferences (Under Editing)

Asking You To Be Theirs: Clint

     It had been two months after you shot your foot and were released to go back to work at SHEILD. All that time Clint had taken it upon himself to take care of you and make sure you weren't without entertainment (his sarcastic hilarity.) You two had grown close and you felt yourself developing major feelings for the master archer. He understood a hard childhood, and you two could tell each other anything, you helped each other through the hard stuff.

       You smiled nervously as you got ready for your first day back. It wasn't just your first day back, it was your first mission with the Avengers. Fury had assigned you there because of your skill level. But this wasn't what was worrying you. Your foot was not completely healed but they really needed your help, and you knew Clint was not going to like it. He was super protective and he believed that you should in no way be going back to work. Little did he know that you were going on a highly dangerous mission with Steve and Nat. You smoothed out your cat suit and stepped out the door, crossing your fingers he wouldn't find out.

      Once you got to SHEILD you parked in the back, and looking around to make sure he wasn't watching, jog/limped inside. He wasn't supposed to be working today but you didn't want to risk your chances. You quickly walked through the hallways, taking the long way as to avoid Clint's work area. Getting close to the debriefing room, some of your worry wore off as you saw Nat and Steve waiting for you. "Hey guys, ready for an adventure?" you call out excitedly. "Yes!" they both whispered, pulling you hurriedly into the room. You were bewildered as they shut the door and quickly drew the blinds. "What in the world is up with you guys?" you ask incredulously. "Clint is here." Natasha says quietly, a nervous look on her face. Your expression went from curious to grimacing in a second. "But I thought he was off today, and he usually cherishes his days off like they're the last ones he'll ever get," you say your heart rate picking up. Steve looked up at you sheepishly and said, "Well I ran into him early this morning and he said he wanted to be with you today because he was concerned about your condition. I didn't know you weren't telling him about the mission, so I told him if he wanted to do that he'd be joining me, you, and Nat on a three day long mission. I can't describe to you the look on his face. He muttered that he was going to talk to Fury and stormed away. I haven't seen him since. Sorry (Y/N/H)."

     You sighed and and did a face palm. "It's ok Steve, he was bound to find out sooner or later. I guess I'll go find him and talk to him. See you guys in a few minutes hopefully." They both salute you as you walk out, making you snort.

     You calmly walked to what you knew to be Clint's "nest", while steeling your nerves. You climbed a ladder and found him facing the wall, sharpening his arrows. He snapped to attention when he heard you approach. He quickly looked away as you sat down beside him. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I was just worried about how you would react and I didn't want to upset you," you say placing a hand on his shoulder. He doesn't react, but instead mutters "I'm even more upset you didn't tell me and kept it a secret (Y/N/H). I told you I didn't want you coming back to work, let alone going on a dangerous mission. I don't want you getting hurt." You start to get mad, who did he think he was? Was he he doubting your abilities? "You know I am capable of taking care of myself, you are way over reacting," you say, your voice rising in anger. He turned quickly to look at you, his eyes portraying a pained look. "I know your completely  capable of taking care of yourself, I've never doubted you. But ever since I watched you shoot yourself in the foot, it made me realize that anything could happen and it scares me to death. I couldn't bear losing you, I really, really like you (Y/N/H)." He reddened after saying the last part and looked down at the ground. Your face softened and you were on the verge of tears. You pulled his chin up to make him look you in the eye. "I'm so sorry Clint, I didn't mean to react like that. But you have to realize that this is my job, and we all put our lives on the line sometimes, because it's what were called to do. And just so you know, I worry about you all the time. Because I really like you too," You say as you start crying. He quickly set his arrows aside and pulled you onto his lap. You laid your head on his shoulder as he stroked your hair and made comforting sounds. Eventually you stopped crying and he pulled you back to look at you. "I was thinking, since we care about each other so much, why not make it official? (Y/N/H) will you be my girl?" he said, his eyes lit up and a small smile on his face. You felt deep joy well up within you and you grinned from ear to ear. "It was about time you asked, Katniss. And yes, I would love to be your girl." He grinned like he had won the lottery. "Thank you Peeta, I'm honored. Now what do you say we go kick/shoot some bad guy butt?" You giggled as he pulled on your wrist, leading you towards the ladder.

     You walk hand in hand to the Quinjet, both of you smiling like idiots. "Hey guys look who I found!" you exclaim walking up the runway, your hand still linked with Clint's. Steve and Natasha turn around, Steve with his mouth dropped open, and Nat with a knowing smirk in her face. "Knew it, you owe me $5 Rogers." she proclaimed to Steve. He chuckled, shaking his head. You all laugh and buckle up, ready to, (as Clint put it), kick some bad guy butt.