Dedicated to RandomFandoms153 Word Count: 779 Pietro's POV
We have many regulars at the café. Tony and Steve, Bruce, Nat, and this weird guy named Thor. Yes, exactly like the Norse god. But my favorite regular is Clint. I mean, he is my boyfriend. He's a veteran sniper in the Army and he loves to tell stories of glorious days when he never missed his target. He still doesn't, but he got early retirement when he severely injured his leg. He comes in every morning with Tony, his little brother, right beside him. After the accident, Tony helped Clint get back on his feet. Both literally and figuratively.
"Hey Pietro!" Clint calls.
"Hey Clint! The usual?"
"You know it."
"Wanda! Can you get Clint's usual?"
"On it!" my twin sister calls back.
"So Clint, where's your little shadow?"
"Out to breakfast with Steve."
"'Bout time."
His face lights up as he talks about his baby brother, "I know! But I don't think it's a date."
"Aw come on! Though speaking of dates, are you ready for tonight?"
"You know I am," he says as he leans across the counter and kisses me.
I blush. God he's amazing. We've been dating for about two years and every moment has something I will never give up.
Wanda brings him his coffee, "Here's your coffee Birdbrain."
"Thanks Witch," then he turns back to me, "I'll come pick you out 7:00?"
I nod happily.
Time skip of unicorns Clint's POV
I fix my tie but it still doesn't look right. Tony looks on with an amused smile playing on his lips.
I huff in annoyance, "Get your smartass, smirking self over here and help me."
Tony laughs softly, coming over to stand in front of me, his deft fingers manipulating my tie to what it's supposed to look like, not what I had it looking like.
"How did breakfast go?"
He shrugged, "It was breakfast."
"Tony."
"Look, this night is about you and Pietro. Not me and Steve. So let's talk about tonight."
"Fine, just know that one day, I will get you two a date somewhere."
"Shut up, Clint. So are going to ask him tonight?"
"Can't answer that."
"What? Why?"
"You told me to shut up."
He smacks my arm, "You know what I meant."
I chuckle, "I know. And yeah, I think I will."
Tony shrieks happily, jumping up and down, "Pietro will finally be brother-in-law?"
"If he says yes."
"Oh don't worry about that. He will."
Another magical time skip
We are already enjoying dinner, talking and laughing. I can't believe that's it's already been two years.
"Hey Pietro, can I uh ask you something?"
"Of course you ca-"
Bang bang bang.
Then everything goes to hell.
People are screaming and running in every direction as one guy with a semi-automatic flaunts around the room with said gun.
"Clint," Pietro whispers.
"Yeah babe?"
"There's a kid over there," he said, pointing.
I turn and see a kid hiding underneath a table nearby, ice cream still staining his face.
"Distract the shooter, I'm gonna go get the kid."
"What? No way! It's too dangerous!"
"Clint I'll be ok! Just please? He's just a kid."
"Ok. But I don't like it, ok?"
"Ok."
3rd POV
Clint stands up very slowly, "Hey, uh what exactly are trying to do here?"
"I need some money! I'm in debt with people that'll kill me if I don't pay them by midnight!"
"Ok ok. Calm down, please. There are little kids in here. Would it be ok if they went outside? They have no money."
"No! No one leaves! One person dies every hour until I get what I want!"
The man's gun slowly sweeps the room, coming to a stop when it reaches Pietro. Clint's heart stutters to a halt in his chest.
The man finger moves to the trigger of the semi-automatic, "You're first," he says, addressing Pietro.
The man squeezes the trigger.
Clint runs.
"Nooooo!!!"
Pietro rushes to Clint's side, who is lying on his back with at 5 bullets.
"I never got to ask my question," Clint whines.
"It's ok baby. Just try to save strength." Pietro was sobbing, tears streaming down his face.
Clint slowly moved into his left jacket and pulled out a silver and blue ring.
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The ring
Pietro gasps, "Clint?"
"Will you-u m-marry me, P-pietro?"
Pietro nods vigorously, "Yes."
Clint sighs, happy that his love said yes. He places the ring on Pietro's finger with his last remaining strength, murmuring 'I love you' as he did so.
He closes his eyes, a smile on his face as he takes his last breath.
