Clint had changed into his suit hours ago and now that he had finished setting up his quiver for his arrows, he headed to Y/N's room. He found them examining their gloves and the various weapons that they strapped to their sides. A few knives, two guns, multiple magazines of ammo for when their guns ran out, but their gloves were their greatest weapon. They stored the energy that Y/N produced from their lightning. Y/N looked up at Clint.
"Hey." They sighed, standing up.
"You okay?" Clint asked, resting his hand on their shoulder. They shrugged.
"I mean, I guess. I'll try to stay out of too much trouble. Try to stick to the sidelines and saving your ass." They smiled a bit before picking up the assortment of guns and knives from their desk and securing them in holsters and sheaths. The put on their gloves, then pulled them off again.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Clint turned their shoulders toward him. Y/N hung their head.
"I'm trying so hard to feel okay in my own skin again. I can still hear his voice telling me to do unspeakable things. He's telling me to kill you right now but I don't want to-" Tears were falling down their face as Clint shushed them and pulled them into his embrace. They stayed like that for a few seconds before an alarm sounded through the base. Clint took a deep breath.
"Time to go."
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Marvel x Reader Shorts!
FanficThis is for the July 2018 Camp NaNoWriMo. All shorts will be around 200 words and will use they/them pronouns to be accessible to all! There will be no second parts to any of these one-shots! If you do write something that comes after one of these...
