Marvel Imagines

Clint X Reader (request)

Requested by: Dancingwithsebastian

(OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY IT TOOK LIKE TWO MONTHS TO GET THIS OUT I FORGOT ABOUT IT AND HAVEN'T FELT LIKE WRITING LATELY ;-;)

Words: 1888

Warnings: Language, death.

"Clint quit. I'll be fine." You groaned, stuffing clothes in a suitcase.

"Well, I'm sorry for worrying. I don't like you going on missions without me." Clint crossed his arms with a huff.

"Half of the team is gonna be there!" You argued.

"But I won't be there." You continued arguing until someone gently knocked on the door,

"We're gonna be late. Hurry up!" Steve shouted. You shouted back saying you would be there in a minute and he walked down the hall.

You turned to Clint, who sighed and stepped towards you, engulfing you in a hug and pressed his face into the crook of your neck.

Timeskip because I'm lazy

After a long-ish goodbye, you headed to the Quinjet where Steve was explaining the mission. Basically, you had to pose as a Hydra agent, grab some info and get out. Since you were the least recognizable in the Avengers, having joined rather recently, you were the only one going in. Steve, Wanda, and Sam were back up in case things went wrong and you had to get out.

Sneaking through the base was easy, you were sure to wear light shoes so you wouldn't make as much noise when going into restricted areas and you had a pass to get into the building in the first place. You'd almost been caught but a quick punch to the face left the nosy agent out for hours. The hard part was getting into the big room with all of the computers and information.

You had a portable USB that S.H.I.E.L.D gives you for these kinds of missions. Currently, you were wandering the halls before finally finding the room you needed in. It was the same looking as any other door, the only differences were the guard and handprint ID. Behind that door was crucial information about a high ranked agent.

The agent was bigger than the others, about 100 pounds bigger than you with muscles thicker than your head and scars all over. He stared over at you with a glare.

"What?" He barked, taking a few steps forward. His thick Russian accent very prominent.

"I was told to come here, sir." You said with a straight face, hiding all worry you felt right now.

"You are new, yes?" The man questioned.

"Yes, sir." You looked back at the door behind him. "I'm needed in there."

"Show your ID." He crossed his arms. You held up your Hydra ID for him to see. His eyes scanned over it before he chuckled. "That is fake." Your eyes widened and you reached for your gun. How could he have been able to tell?!

He grabbed your arm before you could pull out your gun. "Calm. I am not going to attack." You looked at him confused. He looked down the hallway, making sure no one could hear you. "I am an undercover S.H.I.E.L.D Agent. Have been here for few months preparing for your mission. I have access to room for you." He explained. Why didn't they tell you this earlier? You sighed in relief, putting your gun back in its holster.