Avengers: Imagines/Oneshots (REQUESTS CLOSED)

REQUESTED: Clint Barton - Meeting You

Requested by LastMarchOfTheEnts HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

Avengers Movie Timeline

"Agent L/N? Are you in here?"

Snapping out of my very heated stare at the wall of my room, I look over to my coworker and friend Phil Coulson. He has a slight concerned expression on his face as he stands by the doorway of my room.

"Yes? Did you need something?" I ask, rubbing my eyes and standing up from my bed.

He nods, still eyeing me carefully. "Agent Romanoff wants to see you immediately. Something about needing your help," Coulson says and I nod. He tells me where she is then exits my room.

As soon as he leaves, I grab my black gloves and slide them on. She probably needs me to help her with my powers and my gloves help me keep them in control.

I get to the room Coulson instructed me to and when I walk inside, I see her sitting next to a hurt man with a bruise on his head. Whoever he fought must've him pretty hard...

Agent Romanoff looks over to me and gives me a slight smile. "Agent L/N."

"Agent Romanoff."

She glances at the struggling man then looks at me. "I need you to work your magic. Loki got in his head."

I sigh, not bothering to correct her on the term 'magic'. It was more like a healing ability but I don't think she'd really care. I finally take a look at the man and my breath hitches in my throat. This man was absolutely breathtaking to look at. I can feel my palms sweating and Agent Romanoff's eyes bore into the back of my head.

"Well?" Her voice snaps me out of my trance and I gulp, walking up to the man. Agent Barton. I've seen and heard of him a lot but I never got to meet him. I only met Agent Romanoff a few times when Director Fury would have meetings that included me.

Placing my shaky hands on either side of his head, he jerks again and pulls on his restraints. "I need you to calm down," I say, speaking for the first time since I got here.

A grunt comes his response. "I need to get him out," Agent Barton speaks, his voice coming out rough. Biting my lip, I close my eyes in concentration and press firmly onto the sides of his head. I can feel pulses of energy flowing through my body and towards him. After a few minutes, he stops moving and sigh and I move my hands away from him weakly. Using my healing abilities really weakened me. It was why I stuck to sparring and physical fighting only.

Agent Romanoff took of the restraints from Agent Barton and he rubbed his sore wrists, looking gratefully at her. "Thanks Nat," He comments.

"Don't thank me; thank Y/N over here," She says and before I can even feel surprised that the Black Widow knows my name, Agent Barton turns to me with a grateful smile.

"Thank you Y/N. You're a miracle worker," He says and I nod, not trusting myself to speak. How else are you suppose to react in front of a beautiful human?

"I'm Clint," He says, reaching out his hand and I take it, feeling sparks of energy running through my skin. I quickly pull back, clutching my hand into a fist.

Agent Barton--Clint--looks at me weirdly before excusing himself to go to the bathroom. I can only follow him with my eyes and as soon as he shuts the door, I avert my eyes.

"Can you make it anymore obvious?" Natasha says to me and I snap my focus on her.

"W-What?" I ask surprised.

She raises an eyebrow. "It's not a curse to have a crush."

My cheeks flush red as I stutter out a response. "I-I do n-not--" I cut myself off as Natasha gives me an unimpressed look.

Before she can respond, Captain America walks into the room in all his glory and starts speaking to her. Clint walks out of the bathroom just in time to answer the Captain's question.

"I can," He says, his eyes flicking over to me for a second.

"Do you have a suit?"

"Yes."

"Then suit up," The Captain says before leaving.

Natasha follows out after him with Clint in tow. Before he leaves though, he gives me one last look.

"It was nice meeting you, Y/N. Thank you again," Clint says and I nod.

"Y-You're welcome," I say quietly and when I look up at him again, he has a small smirk on his face. In a blink of an eye, he too leaves and I sigh.

Hopefully I get to see him again...