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The Right Side of The Tracks

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One year. It's been one year since Pietro defeated the assassin business he once called home. Now, he's an Avenger. Or...something like that. Everything seems perfect, until he's off to London with Clint on an important mission. Now, the two must su...

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•Chapter 11•

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by vampicie

                                    
                                              "No, Adrian!" Pietro screamed, trying to grab hold of Adrian's hand. Adrian walked into the fog, Pietro following behind him. 
                          "Pietro, let go! I thought I told you to never find me again!" Adrian snapped, turning around to glare at Pietro. The Sokovian sighed. 
                          "Adrian, I can't just let you go after I just found you again. I'm not letting you go that easy!". 

                          Adrian stared. He sighed too, before whispering, "but I am." A trigger was pulled, and a scream was heard. 
                          •••
                          "No!" Pietro screamed, jolting awake. Clint sat up with him. 
                          "Babe! Babe, are you alright? Breath for me, ok, please?" Clint stammered, talking fast but rubbing Pietro's back slowly. 
                          "1,2,3,4...". Pietro breathed slowly, before finally relaxing. He looked down at his hands. 
                          "I- I'm alright...I'm fine.." he mumbled under his breath. "It was all just a bad dream..". Clint smiled sadly at him, mumbling, "yes it was, babe, just a dream, that's all it was." 
                          But he secretly knew it wasn't just a dream. He knew Pietro was having the dream where Adrian shot him, saying that he had to let Pietro go. And maybe he did have to let Pietro go. Who knows what kind of sick plan he had. 
                          "'M sorry.." Pietro apologized, pulling Clint down so he could put his head on his chest. "I didn't mean to wake you up." 
                          "Baby, it's fine. You were having a nightmare, and it's all ok now," Clint replied, kissing Pietro's forehead and laying there. He wrapped his arms around Pietro and held him in place, not wanting to let him go. 
                          Pietro sighed, trying to push Adrian to the back of his mind. 
                          "Hey, it's alright," Clint whispered, kissing Pietro's forehead again. Pietro looked up at Clint, and kissed him softly. 
                          "I love you, I really do," he murmured, before yawning and curling up in a ball, laying his head on Clint's chest and slowly falling back asleep. 
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                          Pietro finally woke up without any nightmares. Clint was happy, and practically attacked him with kisses. 
                          "Clint, get off of me!" Pietro squealed, trying to push the older man off of him. 
                          "Not a chance, Pietro!" Clint argued, grabbing his lover's waist and stealing his lips in a kiss. Pietro kissed back, smiling against it. 
                          "I love you," he said, putting their foreheads together. Clint grinned widely. 
                          "I love you too." 
                          ××sorry this is short, nobody seems to like this story so I might just rewrite the whole thing.