Superhero oneshots

Clint Barton x reader

You let yet another arrow loose. What is his problem with me? You wondered to yourself. You hit the target right in the middle...again. You had it hard. Just recently you had figured out that your best friend of 10 years had lied to you about everything and as a result to that, your old friend depression decided to pay you a visit. You notched another arrow and let it soar. You missed. You were a decent archer, but just that one simple thing set you off.  You broke down in tears and threw your bow across the gym. You literally ripped your quiver off of your back and ruined it. You were about to take your knife and cut yourself when you heard footsteps through your sobbing.

You looked up and saw the blue eyes of Clint Barton. He ran to you clutching you tightly. He took the knife out of your hand and threw it across the room. His voice in your ear was all that broke your sobs. "Y/N, shh, it's okay, I'm right here, there's nothing to worry about..." you gripped his shirt tighter. You looked up into his blue eyes and your breathing hitched at how close you were. He was gonna say something, but he looked into your e/c eyes first.  "Do you want to talk about it?" You hesitated for a moment.

"Yeah," you said, your voice coming out in a squeak. He helped you stand and he guided you to the bench. You had told him everything, from what had happened to your family to the whole fake friendship with your so-called best friend. He listened to every word you said. He never snorted or giggled, he just listened, no snide remarks or anything. This was a new side of Clint Barton, a side that you liked, a side that was listening to you.

"How about we go into your room and watch some Netflix while stress eating?" He suggested. You nodded your head vigorously. He chuckled and stood, you soon started to walk with him. About half way down the hallway, Clint stopped abruptly. You turned around to see him smirking. He signaled for you to go to him. You did and he turned around. You jumped on his back and he took off towards your room.

"Woohoo!!!" Your screams of joy rang throughout the halls of Avengers tower. Clint was going really fast and you were in your room in no time. Clint threw you on your bed, you bounced up and down for a minute catching your breath. "That was fun. We should do that again sometime..." Clint looked to yo in bewilderment.

"You do realize that this is the most that yo have ever talked to somebody right?" He said. You thought for a minute, and then realized that he was right. Ever since you had joined the avengers as their new teammate, yo barely talked to anybody. Mostly because they were either too busy or you didn't want to talk because of personal problems. The only reason you told Clint everything is because you just couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I guess you're right. Well, I have snacks right here and Netflix is already set up, so let's get comfy and get started!" You yelled. Clint looked at you with something different in his eyes. He stared for a minute until you had flicked his nose. He scrunched his face up and looked at you with a playful smirk. You instantly regretted your actions. He
Lunged at you and his fingers danced along your sides, tickling you. After a minute, which seemed like an hour to you, Clint had finally decided that it was time to settle down and watch some Netflix.

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You were both asleep, your head in the crook of Clint's neck with his arm wrapped around your waist protectively.

"Shut up!" Said a hushed whisper, "Tony, just take the picture already! They are gonna wake up soon!" You groaned and flopped yourself on top of Clint. You heard a laugh.

"Oh, they are so gonna kill us if they ever find out about this," then all of a sudden, there was a flash. You and Clint jolted, now fully awake. You both came face to faces with the rest of the avengers, tony, Steve, nat, Bucky, Sam, vision, peitro, and Wanda, all of them looked scared out of their minds. You glared at them and they all left. You and Clint yawned and looked at each other. Clint's face was beat red and you were pretty sure that you could put a tomato to shame. You were practically straddling Clint while his hands were pretty near n your butt. You both pushed away.

"Uhhh."

"Sorry!" You both said simultaneously. "Woods, sorry again, sorry!" And this is how it went until Nat threw a book at you both to shut yo up.

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