The Blade's Edge

The Truth

The next morning I wake up to a bunch of aw's coming from the doorway. I lift my head off of Clint's chest and look toward the door. I groan and burry my head in Clint's shoulder when I see Sam, Nat, Tony, and Bruce standing in the doorway. "Told ya she was spoiled." I hear Tony laugh. "Fuck off!" I groan. They all laugh as I hear the door shut. A few moments later I feel Clint move under me. I look up to see him yawning and rubbing his eyes. He looks down at me and smiles. "Hey baby." he laughs groggily. "Hey." I giggle. "They woke you up didn't they?" he asks. I nod and hide my face in his shoulder. "Come on baby. Time to get up." he chuckles patting my head. "Noooo." I whine. "Yeeees." he laughs mocking me. He sits up causing me to roll off of him and onto the floor. "Ow." I groan as my head hits the floor. "Oh shit are you ok?!" Clint asks as he stands up and hovers over me. I nod as I prop myself up on my elbows. "Shit." he whispers as he gets on his knees and reaches for my face. I look at him confused as he runs his fingers over my stitches. He pulls his hands away and I start to panic when I see the blood on his finger tips. "God damnit, Clint." I sigh. "C'mon let's get you to Tony." he says as he picks me up. He carries me out of our room and over to Tony's. I knock and a few seconds later Tony opens the door. "Dipshit here popped my stitches." I tell him, he nods and opens the door wider allowing us to come in. Clint walks in and sets me on Tony's bed. "How'd you pop them?" Tony asks as he cleans the cut. "He pushed me off the bed." I tell him. "That can't be how. Those stitches wouldn't have come undone that easily." he sighs as he starts stitching it back up. "Nevermind." he laughs as he runs his hand over my neck. He looks at Clint and laughs when he sees the big red marks covering his collar bone. "You two really marked each other up." Tony chuckles. "Shit. Nat's gonna have a field day with this." Clint groans. "So is Shuri." I laugh reaching my hand up to my neck. Tony finishes stitching my cheek and Clint and I head to our room to get dressed. I put on a pair of black shorts and a Twenty One Piolets crop top and Clint puts on a pair of blue jeans and a gray shirt. We put our shoes on and head to the dining room (Bruce had told us that breakfast was ready a few minutes ago). "Oh. My. FUCKING. God!" Nat yells when we walk into the dining room. "Here we go." Clint groans. I laugh and go to sit down but Shuri stops me. She takes my face in her hand and examines my neck. She lets go of my face and walks off laughing. I turn my head when I see a flash go off. I laugh when I see Nat taking pictures of Clint's neck. "Your turn." she says walking over to me. She takes the pictures with minimal resistance from me considering that I know better. "Who are these going to?" I ask. "Everyone." she tells me. Clint groans as all of our phones go off. I open my phone to see a notification from the Avengers group chat. I click on it and immediately see the pictures of mine and Clint's necks.

Natasha: look who got buys last night

Bucky: CLINT I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!!

Maralyn: dad leave him alone it didn't go any farther then that

Scott: oh shit our little bear's growing up

Bucky: don't remind me

Peter P: with Clint really?

Clint: shut the hell up

Peter P: make me old man

Tony: now kids no need to fight

Maralyn: y'all are stupid ass sluts

Steve: LANGUAGE!

Shuri: seriously

Steve: what?