Clint was insecure. You knew it, you could see through the mask he put on everyday. He didn't tell you but you knew it.
One day when he came home from a mission he went straight to the bathroom. You couldn't go with him on the mission because of your pregnancy. He didn't stop to put his stuff down or to give you a kiss, he just went. You went to the bathroom and slid down the purple door. You didn't say anything and listened. Clint was in the bathroom moving around and sighing. He then started making noises like he was holding sobs in. You knocked on the door and ran in when in when he didn't open it.
There you saw Clint sitting in the floor next to his bow and quiver. His shoulders were moving up and down as he tried to control his sobs. You slowly sat on your knees and tried to look into his eyes. Clint kept his head down to protect his face so you wouldn't see it.
You forcefully grabbed his chin and forced his head up. There he had a cut going up his cheekbones. His eyes looked tired but not sleep tired, tired as in tired of people's shit and I can't take it anymore. Tired as in tired of battling his own wars and can't take it anymore.
"I'm tired of it. I'm tired of not being what everybody wants or needs. I'm tired of not being what I want or need. I'm tired of everyone around me being all super with their powers and amazing abilities. I can't take it. I can't take the fact that there will be a point in time where you'll leave me because I can't be good enough. Because I'm a little shit who can't handle his own emotions or even show them to his own wife. I put up this mask so you don't feel the need to fight my battles with me. You're going to have my baby. Mine, Clint Barton's baby. I can't even handle that. The only thing I can handle is fighting and killing but hell, I can barley handle that without my chest getting more hollow from the pain. The pain of not being good enough. Y/n, I'm just done. I can't take Y/n, I'm to tired. " Clint bursted out
You looked between his eyes and the still bleeding cut with your e/c hues and saw the tears stream down his face. You got up and got the first aid kit without saying a word. When you sat back down and you finally said something.
"Why. Why are you jealous of other people. Yea you may be a little shit and can't handle their emotions but who can't. Name one person who can keep their emotions in check without bursting out yelling or in tears. You cry because you've been strong to long. Forget the fact that you don't have super powers, who gives a damn. You are amazing to me and you're all that I need. Who gives a damn if you're good enough for Tony. Tony isn't the one who's having your baby or loving you is he. So there is no reason to feel so sad and emotional. I need you and you give me everything that I need so why should you care. But since you care so much I will fight you battles with you. I'll fight them because you're everything I need so I'm going to help you."
By the time you finished talking you bandaged his cut.
Clint started crying more when you answered. You looked into his eyes and saw his wall dropping. The mask he built to cover his pain was breaking.
You sat there with Clint until his sobs were reduced to small hiccups. When his sobbing ended you got up carefully while holding you 7 month baby bump and went to the bathtub. You ran hot water and poured soap into the water to create bubbles.
Walking back to Clint, you sat down and started undressing him. You started with his shirt first, zipping down the zipper and running your hands down his chest with your hands gently. Then you worked your way to his pants and popped open the button and ran your hands up and down his legs. Then you took off his boots and socks. Finally you took of his glove things and massaged his hands. You helped him into the tub and undressed yourself from Clint's f/c shirt, o/f/c sweatpants and f/c socks. When you were finished you slid into the tub and sat in front of him.
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"Thank You" Clint said in his deep voice
"Your welcome" you answered back, looking over your s/c shoulder. Tears finally finished streaming down his face and you smiled at him. Clint smiled a small smile back.
You two lied there until you became really wrinkly prunes and forgot the world.
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