Avengers Imagines

Feelings - Clint Barton

Warnings: language, side ships

Description: the worst thing you can think of happens: you catch unwanted feelings

Word count: 2053

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Why? Why out of everyone in existence did this have to happen to me? You think to yourself. You like to think you're a relatively good person! Well sure, you can be kind of lazy and people generally irritate you, but you're an Avenger for crying out loud! Your job is literally to help people!

So you really don't think that you deserve this.

"Are you done moping yet?" Natasha lowers her magazine from her face with a sigh, rolling her eyes at you.

"No! This isn't fair!" You moan, throwing your head into your hands in despair. "You're supposed to be my friend, help me!"

"Y/N, I'd help you but I really don't want to," she smirks, and you gape at her in disbelief.

"Don't make me tell Bruce-"

"Tell me what?" Bruce walks into the room raising his eyebrows calmly as he places a quick kiss to Nat's cheek before sitting on the chair next to her.

"Bruce, Nat won't help me!" You whine, hands in the air in exasperation.

"Are you still on this?" Bruce echoes Nat's sigh and you nod furiously, pure sadness etched into all of your features. "Wow, she's really worked herself up over this, hasn't she?" Bruce mumbles into Nat's hair making her laugh.

"I'm right here you know!" You exclaim knowing all-the-while that it won't do anything.

Why isn't anyone else taking this seriously?

"Would you stop yelling for crying out loud?" Tony groans as he walks into the living room looking like he hasn't slept in years.

"Sorry, grandpa, but some of us are having an existential crisis!"

Tony looks at Nat and Bruce instead of you, a small smirk on his tired face. "Is she going on about this again?"

"Yep," Bruce and Nat confirm simultaneously and you fall back onto the couch making your feet land on Tony's lap and your head on a pillow as you close your eyes.

"It'll be the death of me."

"Y/N, stop being so dramatic," a voice laughs from behind you and you grin with your eyes closed.

"Good, now that everyone is here-"

"Wait, how did you know I was here?" Steve says, making you open your eyes in confusion.

"Well since Bucky is here, where else would you be?" You ask innocently, making the rest of the room snicker and Steve go bright red.

"Extra snarky today, this really is bothering you, huh?" Tony pats your legs and you nod dramatically.

"Yes, that's what I've been trying to tell you!"

"Just tell him how you're feeling," Steve says like it's the simplest thing in the world and you audibly scoff. "If I wouldn't have told Bucky how I felt-"

"We get it, Cap, you'd still be a 90 year old virgin," Tony smirks sarcastically and Steve huffs despite going seriously red and Bucky just grins innocently.

"I don't want to tell him shit!" You yell and Nat can't hold in her laughter any longer. "This isn't funny, satan!"

"Language, Y/N."

"You've fought aliens and robots and other super humans and this is what terrifies you?" Bucky shakes his head in amusement, blue eyes glistening with hidden laughter. "I'm not sure if that's impressive or pathetic."