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A Little Too Late

Gunshots rang in your ears. Steve held up his shield to protect the both of you and Clint fired arrows from the tops of buildings. You had been sent on a mission in Hong Kong and were currently fighting against a group of terrorists called RAID. Clint, being your boyfriend had been extremely reluctant to let you go but because of your exceptional skills, Steve had insisted you come. You ran behind a car, breathing hard.

"Y/N? You ok?" Clint asked over the comm. You rolled your eyes and sighed.

"Yes, Clint. But not everyone has freaking super stamina like Steve here." He chuckled and you popped up from behind the car, shooting two of the RAID members. The exchange of bullets went on for a while before it seemed the RAID members were all dead. You lowered your gun and Steve put his shield on his back. Clint hopped down from the roof and started quickly making his way over to you to check for injuries. You hadn't realized there was an agent hiding behind a building and he peeked out, spotting you. He aimed at your chest just as Clint approached.

"Hey Y/N! Are you ok? Did you get hurt?" He reached his hand out to you just as the agent pulled the trigger. The bullet flew the air and hit your chest, just below your neck. You gasped and fell forward pain searing through your chest. Clint immediately shot the agent and dropped to the ground next you.

"Y/N no!" His voice broke as he put pressure on your wound. Tears spilled down his cheeks as your eyes fluttered and you became pale. Steve looked away sadly. Clint moved to reapply pressure but you grasped his blood covered hand.

"It's...ok...C-Clint." Your breath hitched and you coughed, blood trailing down your nose. "I love you, darling." And with that your heart stopped beating. Clint screamed and put his head on your chest.

"It's all my fault! No no no no no!" Steve picked up your limp body and rested a hand on Clint's shoulder. As they walked away Clint whispered,

"I was too late." Steve looked toward him and he spoke again, this time louder.

"I was going to propose. But I was too late."

Jeez! Ok that was absolute shit(excuse my language) but seriously that sucked. For anyone who likes Clint sorry, but I tried to add more variety to my one-shots. Thanks so much for everyone who had read this! I just reached 165 reads and I'm so happy! Love all you guys!
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