Region-Beta Paradox (Avengers X Male Reader)

Scissors and Spray Bottles

You came to know that you had been out for almost 72 hours. And you were still recovering. You were both unnerved as well as quite relieved that they hadn't kicked you out of the team. Honestly, the only unnerving thing about being on the team would be fighting alongside Steve and never forgetting the look he had on his face the night you two fought. You sighed as you lay on your bed, your hands crossed behind your head as you stared up at the ceiling. Tony needed sleep (which was rather surprising) and he insisted that you needed rest. You absolutely did not want to sleep and you knew Tony wouldn't let you out of your room. So you retired to your bed. Beds are cool. Literally the coolest. Beds feel your butt, see your worst one night stands, take in your farts and yet they'll always be their for you.

Damn, you needed to do something. Wait, it'd been days since you got here and you hadn't even checked the guys in this area out! You picked up your phone and downloaded Grindr. Logging in to your already existing account, you started to browse through the guys in your area. Okay no matter how they looked, guys in NYC sure did know how to dress. That is, if they were wearing any clothes in their pictures. You got a few texts. You had set your own face picture in your profile. You replied to a few selected ones. You ended up just talking to a couple of guys, and of them was an oncologist.

***

Clint woke up in a jolt as he shut off his alarm that was set to go off in every two hours. He had set it the day you were brought back to the tower. He would go in and check on your every two hours. In the hospital, he never left your side. Tony had given up on trying to push Clint aside. Tony had realised that he loved you, but felt more like a fatherly figure to you. Sure, he did have hots for you. Well, his feelings were fucked. Another thing Tony realised after your fight with Captain America was the fact that Clint was in love with you. And the thing that made it funnier for him was the fact that nobody seemed to know. Not even Clint. But Tony was damn sure about it.

***

You were now sitting on your bed when Clint came in. You looked up and looked at him confused as to what someone might need at this hour. "Y/N you're awake. How are you? Do you need anything?" He rushed to you.

You chuckled and patted his head, "I'm fine. I ate pizza." You told him.

"You're not hurting, are you?"Clint sat down on your bed, looking at your bandages.

You smiled, "I'm fine Clint. I really am." You assured him. "Why are you here anyway?" You asked him.

"Um... well... I wanted to get a drink so I came down. I thought I might as well check on you if I'm up." He said.

You smiled at the gesture. "Thank you." Your phone buzzed and you looked down at the screen. You typed and chuckled at the new gaymojis Grindr had introduced.

"Watcha doing there?" Clint asked, being his ever so curious self, trying to peek into your phone screen.

You closed the chat box. "I just downloaded Grindr. Check him out." You showed him the picture of the guy you were talking to. "Isn't he hot? He's totally into me." You gave your goofiest grin which pretty much faded as soon as it had come. "Not your type?" You asked, seeing the blue physiognomy of his face.

He shook his head, "He doesn't really... look like a great guy... I mean... I don't know but..." you understood his mind was somewhere else.

"You okay, Clint?" You locked your phone and set it aside.

"I should probably go sleep." Clint stood up but you grabbed his hand gently.

"You're not sleepy. Nor am I. Stay?" You gave you best puppy look and he chuckled. You grinned as he sat back down.