Avengers x Reader Oneshots

Fear Chamber (Clint)

"You got this baby!" Clint said. "I- I can't." You stammered. He held your arms gently and lifted your head up to look at him. "Yes, you do." He said. "Now, you ready?" "I guess." You said emotionlessly. Suddenly his phone beeped. He took the call and occasionally said, "Yea. Okay." He clicked end and put the phone back on his pocket. He sighed. "What's wrong?" You asked. "They want me back at headquarters, I'm sorry I can't be here baby." He looked at you apologetically. "It's ok. I'll be fine!" You kissed him and then left with Fury.
You looked around the room and sighed loudly. "Let's do this Fury." Loud hissing jets of steam shot out from the vents and you felt your head getting lighter, until you blacked out onto the padded floor.
You sat up against a wall. You looked around and saw black. You blinked your eyes again and saw nothing. This time you rubbed your eyes frantically. You started to hyperventilate. "Hello? Clint?" You whispered. Nothing. You swallowed thickly and cleared your throat. "C-Clint?" Then you heard whispers in the dark. "Hello?" You said. The whispers stopped. Then they got louder and louder, until you had to put your hands over your ears and scream. "STOP IT! STOP IT!" Then everything went quiet. You shook as you uncovered your ears and slowly felt your way, blindly across the floor. Then your hand slipped in something warm and wet. And sticky. Slowly you lifted your hand to your nose. It smelt metallic. Like blood. You shrieked and scrambled backwards and fell onto something warm. It fell and thudded heavily on the floor. You screamed and crawled as fast as you could across the dark room. You held your knees to your chest and rocked back and forth and buried your face in your knees. "It's not real. It's not real." You whispered to yourself. You lifted your head up slightly and saw a small light flickering across the room. "It ISN'T real." The light grew stronger. You stood up shakily. "I'm not afraid because this isn't real! It's not real!" The light grew stronger and stronger. "I'm not a-" you screamed as there was a bang on the now-visible door. You stood silently for a few seconds, before hearing an all too familiar voice. "Y/N? Are you in there? Can you hear me?" It was Clint. You have a small cry of relief and ran over to the door and jiggled the door knob, which was stuck. "It's me! Clint! Help me!" You yelled. "I'm coming through baby! Move away from the door!" You moved away and heard running towards the door and suddenly it slammed open, with a distraught Clint tumbling in with it. He saw you and immediately ran over and hugged you. "Are you okay?" He breathed into your hair. "I feel great. Better now that your here." He kissed the top of your head and you looked up to kiss him, but your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you suddenly felt extremely tired.
"Y/N? Y/N? Are you okay?" You heard Clint above you as you woke up. You sat up straight and started babbling. It went something like this. "Wha- Did I win? Did I kick ass? Hell yaaaass bitches. I'm tired." And with that you fell back to sleep. Clint just looked at you and shook his head, before picking you up bridal style to carry back to your room.