One-Shots

Love Among Archers (Clint Barton x Reader)

AN: Here is a Clint Barton one'shot I wrote please enjoy! Feedback is welcome and request are open. You can request them on tumblr as well if you want, writingforweirdlings.

Being a Stark wasn't the easiest of thing, people were watching your every move and they expected certain things from you. I stayed away from the media for as long as I could and I always took down anything they put up about me. Tony said I should stop doing that but being me I ignored him.

I stepped out of the elevator and made my way to the kitchen. I walked in and tripped a little when I realized who was in there.

"Hey Y/N," He looks over his shoulder.

"H-hey Clint," I stutter a bit.

"How'd you sleep?" He asks, pouring me a mug of coffee.

"Thanks," I grab the mug. "I uh I slept pretty good last night," I take a sip. "H-how'd you know how I like my c-coffee?" I look into his blue irises.

"I have my ways," he winks at me making me blush.

"He asked Tony," Natasha walks into the kitchen. Clint throws a dish towel at her, which she catches.

"Did you have to tell her that?" He glares at her. She pours a cup of coffee and leaves the kitchen.

"I uh, I have to see help Tony in the lab," I say slipping out of the kitchen.

"I'll see you later then," he says with a small smile, I smile at him and leave.

I go to my room and change into my workout clothes. I didn't actually have to help my twin but I didn't want anyone to know about my training. Tony was the only person I knew since I really couldn't hide anything from him.

I got to the training floor and walked to the archery area. I got in and the lights came on, I walked across the room put my hand on the scanner, it opened up and my bow and arrow came out. I didn't want to have just any bow so I made my own with Tony's help of course.

It was a compound bow and with the press of a button it could miniaturize, it also had a button that could make an arrow out of the arc reactor energy. The arrows I had were all different, they were like the one's Clint had. My quiver unlike Clint's could generate it's own arrows and arrowheads. It took some time to get it right but I got it.

I took by bow and grabbed some regular arrows. I walked over to the keypad and put on the simulation. I then stood in the center of the room and put a blindfold on, focusing on my hearing.

I heard movement and shot an arrow, hitting the target. I did this for about an hour, I would move around dodging any incoming attacks. I would've keep going but I heard the simulation shut down. I stopped drew an arrow and listened for any movement, I didn't hear anything.

"Your amazing," I turned at the sound of his voice. I strained my ears for anything else but heard nothing.

I heard the sound of clothes rubbing together and turned shooting my arrow. I took my blindfold off and saw Clint staring at me with wide eyes, the arrow I shot right next to his head. "How long have you been watching?" I asked walking to the refrigerator we had in here, I took a water bottle out and downed half of it.

"Long enough to know your great," he says walking over to me. "Does anyone else know how great you are at archery?"

"Tony's the only one that know. He helped me make my bow and quiver," I walk over to the keypad on the wall and put in the code. I place my bow in it's place and then my quiver.

"Why aren't out on the field with us?" he asks leaning against the wall.

"I've had my fill of field work and Tony would kill me if I got hurt again," I explain.

"We could use someone with your skill out there," he insists.

"She's not going out there," we turn and see Tony at the door. "She's been through enough, she doesn't have to go through anymore," he says with no room for argument.

"We could use someone like her out there," Clint pushed off the wall.

"I said no," I go over and stand between them.

"Tony's right, I'm not going out unless it's absolutely needed," I say looking at Clint.

He looks at me and walks out of the room. Tony looks at me, "go after him kiddo." I smile, hugging him and go after Clint.

"Clint! Wait up!" I yell after him, he stops and looks at me. I catch my breathe and look up at him, "do you uh, do you wanna train with me sometime?"

He looks at me with curious eyes and and his face breaks into a smile, "only if you go on a date with me first."

I smile like an idiot and nod my head, "I'd love to Clint."

"How's Friday say around 6?"

"I look forward to it," I kiss his cheek and walk to the elevator, I look at Clint who stands in the same exact spot in the same position. I am going to enjoy being around him more often.