~𝓐 𝓦𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽~ (One Shot Book & Requests)

💨Clint Barton x Male!Reader

CristianJamesGonzale thank you for making this request, I hope I equal at least half of your work!

"I don't get it," Wanda remarked, her arms crossed. "What's so hard about this, Clint?" She asked the troubled archer. He was pacing back and forth in the room, one arm crossed and the other hand tapping his chin in thought.

"I don't want it to be stupid, he deserves better than that." Clint sighs, turning to Wanda and finally just throwing his arms to his sides.

"And.... How long have you been planning this?" Wanda asks, her thick Sokovian accent catching on most of her words. Clint looks up in thought and finally sighs in frustration.

"Hell, I don't even know." Wanda tilted her head and made a face that basically said 'fair enough'.

"And why did you come to me for this?"

"Because you're close to his age, and you know more about the stuff he likes. Like that Disco Panic stuff, I know nothing about that!" Clint said. His frustration was eating at him and he just wanted things to be amazing for (Y/N), not thrown together without even a single thought as to what the younger male liked.

"And I do?" Wanda questioned. Clint shrugged halfheartedly. "Why don't you ask Peter? Of all people in this place, he would know." She pulled her long brown hair back, combing it out of her face which it just fell back into. Probably an attempt to see Clint better. (Or stop seeing him, Clint wasn't too sure.)

Clint looked up once again in thought, turning to the door as it creaked open. Pietro was walking in, scrolling through a new model of a phone like Steve did with any phone; like he didn't know how the hell to use it. He hadn't seen Clint in the room yet as he started spouting off problems he had been having with the phone, finally stopping when Wanda loudly cleared her throat to get his attention.

The speedster looked up, his blue eyes widening when he saw Clint.

"What is arrow man doing in here?" He asked as he pointed at Clint, who sighed and turned around.

"Don't say it-"
"He wants to ask (Y/N) to marry him" she smirked as she interrupted the older man. Clint looked at her with a serious glare, to which she simply shrugged and replied, "You wanted help. Here is help." She said, pointing to Pietro who smiled.

"Bird man is in love, I did not expect that."

"Yeah, shut up." Clint replied lazily.

"So, you guys gonna help me?" He asked, to which Wanda picked up her phone and began typing away. (Pietro was fairly impressed by this and kept Wanda in mind for future phone help.) After a long minute, Wanda set her phone down and smiled evilly at Clint.

"You did not-"

"I'm here, Mr. Stark!" Peter slammed the already door open into the wall, the young teen growing a confused look on his face when he saw the trio staring at him.

"Where's Mr. Stark?" Peter asked the smirking girl on the bed, who eyed him mischievously. "Nowhere, I just needed you to get here." She said quickly like she was about to hold the young boy hostage.

"Oh...." Peter said and scratched the back of his neck. "Well, what do you need Ms. Maximoff?" He asked and Wanda chuckled evilly.

"Clint is having boy troubles." She said, to which Peter's eyes lit up and he jumped over, plopping onto the end of the bed. "Oh, it's about (Y/N) isn't it? I can help!" He said a little too enthusiastically.