Avengers x Reader One Shots

[Clint x Reader] Last Christmas

You woke up on the second day of Dreary December, as you so affectionately referred to the Christmas month. It was nothing against Christmas in particular but lets face it: feet upon feet of snow, obnoxious people out and about, more worried about the deal they would get on the presents than the people that they were buying for. However, without a doubt, the worst part of December was the scheduled meetings that took place almost daily.

     "Ho Ho Ho," you sighed as you got out of bed and got ready for yet another meeting.

     Everything was nice and normal at breakfast and the day was actually pretty good...except for that dull as all hell meeting which /Clint/ had managed to escape because he was "sick".

     During lunch break, you had been elected to go and run some food up to him and see if he was feeling any better but when you got there, the sound of Christmas carols filled the air.

     "ONCE BITTEN AND TWIIIIIICE SHY! I KEEP MY DISTANCE BUT YOU STILL CATCH MY EYE! TELL ME BABY! DO YOU RECOGNIZE ME?! WELL IT'S BEEN A YEAR, THAT DOESN'T SURPRISE ME!" You set down the burger and soda quietly on the coffee table and tried not to laugh as you watched Clint dance and slide around while he decorated the common area of the Avengers Tower with a huge fake tree and tons of other fru-fru Christmasy crap that Tony was sure to bitch about until February.

     "Having fun, Legolas?" you ask smirking after turning down the radio.

     "SWEET MOTHER MARY SWADDLING BABY JESUS IN A MANGER DON'T SCARE ME, (Y/N)," he replied jumping nearly ten feet in the air.

    You laughed and flopped on the couch, "I didn't realize that you were such a big fan of, Wham!."

     Clint laughed and shrugged. "I'm feeling the Christmas spirit.Is that food for me?" He sat beside you and unwrapped it, not waiting on an answer. 

     Clint had gone all out with the decorating, complete with mistletoe. You smirked and gestured to the door it was hanging above. "Really..?"

     He shrugged and swallowed, "What! It was needed!" After a minute he smiled and poked you, "Are you thinking of who you can get under there?"

     You snorted, louder than intended, and shook your head. "Hardly."

     "Not even Captain Look at my Ass in this skin tight suit...?" Clint asked raising his eyebrows and taking another bit of his burger.

     "No," you laughed. "Clint...I'm asexual....I just...." You shrugged and looked around now worried that your casual attempt at coming out had made things awkward.

      He studied you for a second before shrugging and nodding. "Well..I mean we could always shove Steve and Bucky under it and watch them turn red and then try to hide there extremely, painfully obvious school girl crushes on one another."

   The laugh that came out of you was borderline perverted as you could imagine the scene perfectly.

       "Totally. Steve is the bisexual that America deserves since the CW won't let certain hunters be with their angel boyfriends."

      He laughed and nodded. "Since Tolkien didn't write that homoerotic chapter between Sam and Frodo that the world needed."

     The two of you went back and forth for a while until your phone was buzzing with texts from Bucky wanting to know why you had abandoned him and how he would never hug you again if you didn't show back up.

     "Okay..I'm being summoned. Have fun with George Michael," you laughed standing up.

     He smiled and turned the radio up and began singing along to Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas is You."

     You continued smiling as you got in the elevator. Leave it to Clint to make you happy even on the most miserable of days. For the rest of the day, you hummed Last Christmas and os was absolutely, all Clint's fault.