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"Okay, okay, quit being a showoff, Clint."
He laughed, "I can't help that your a terrible shot."
He winked, trying to make you laugh.
You didn't, you gave him a little pout. You knew this game well. With Clint, with this puppy dog eyes of your, he was putty in your hands.
"Babe, not everybody's an expert marksman like me, and that's okay."
You had him.
"Bet you anything I can hit a bullseye, I'll even shoot behind my back, away from the target. Eyes closed and all."
"You won't, but have it your way," he taunted
You spun around so your back faces the target, loaded the quiver, placing it behind your back while Clint blindfolded you.
Steadying you aim, you released, hearing a thud, you lifted your blindfold to see a very confused Clint.
" How did I do," you asked, already knowing the answer.
You had never seen him in so dumbstruck.
"Perfect bullseye."
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Avengers Imagines
FanfictionThis book contained mostly dabbles with some imagined and preferences possibly mixed it. Includes: *Steve *Tony *Pietro *Bucky *Bruce *Natasha *Wanda I do not own Marvel, Avengers, or anything affiliated with them.
