Avengers Imagines

Age Gap {Clint Barton}

You walk to the training room and open the door to reveal Clint shooting his arrows. He hits bullseye after bullseye. You smirk and decide to break his streak as you walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist just as he shot the arrow. 

It started to wobble and it landed in the wall beside the target. You laugh, retracting your arms and putting your hands on your hips. 

"Not a great shot, huh?" You tease and he smirks at you, picking you up and slinging you over his shoulder. You giggle and hit his back, begging for him to put you down. When he does he pulls you closer with his arm around your waist and your hands go to his chest.

He pulls you into a deep kiss and you wrap your hands around his neck and he puts both of his around your waist, stopping you from moving very far.

You pull away for air and just look into each others eyes for a while, still with your hands around his neck and his around your waist.

"Barton!" You hear and you immediately step away from him. It's not like you were hiding your relationship, you were just more private than other people.

"What's up Nat?" He asks as both your and his best friend walks in. You smile at each other briefly before she walks over to Clint and whispers something into his ear. 

He nods and she leaves, waving goodbye to you. Clint turns to you and kisses your head. 

"Gotta go. See ya!" He kisses you one more time before walking out of the room. You just stare at his back, startled but not confused by his sudden absence. You shrug to yourself and begin training by yourself.

Meanwhile, Clint is with Natasha and Tony in the kitchen.

"What did you guys want?" Clint asks, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and opening it.

"We wanted to talk to you about y/n." Natasha says hesitantly and looks at Tony. Tony nods slightly.

"Yeah, what about y/n?" Clint questions, taking a sip from his bottle.

"We think you're too old for her." 

Clint spits out the water he had in his mouth and grabs a tea towel to clean it up. 

"What?"

"We just think the age gap is a bit weird." Tony clarifies, holding his hand out.

"What's that got to do with you?" Clint put the towel back onto the side, turning to the two people infront of him.

"We just think it's a little bit...inappropriate." Tony explains and Clint was gradually getting redder. He was so angry, how dare they think that they had any input in his relationship.

"We think she might just be using you to have an older boyfriend." Natasha warns sadly. Clint shakes his head in disbelief and rubs his face. 

"Okay." He says simply, picking up his water bottle and heading to his room. Although he didn't fully believe what they were saying, he was starting to think it could be true.

So he stayed away from you for a couple of days. Walking out whenever you walk in, not going on the recent mission, not eating any meals at the same time as you - you barely saw him. You were starting to get suspicious, Clint was never the clingy type but he was definitely more loving than what he was showing now.

You decided about an hour ago to find him and talk to him but you've been stood outside his room for the whole time - afraid of what might happen if you ask to come in. You muster up the courage and knock on the door.

"Who is it?" You hear his voice come from inside and you relax a little bit - atleast he was actually in there and you didn't have to go searching for him.

"Y/n." You say into the door - just loud enough for him to hear from inside. You hear him sigh and shift a few things around before opening the door for you.

"What's going on with you?" You ask, stepping into his room and sitting on his bed. He sighs again and sits next to you on his bed.

"Nothing..." He can't look at you in the eyes - a clear sign that he's lying.

"I know you're lying. What is it?" You put your hand on his but he takes it off. You frown and put your hand back in your lap.

"Are you using me?" He says suddenly, shocking you a bit. Using him? For what?

"What?" You say, confused with what he meant. 

"To...I don't know. Have an older boyfriend?" He breathes and you almost laugh.

"Clint." He doesn't look at you, "Clint." He forces his eyes to look up at you, not moving his head but it was a start.

"I love you for you. Not your age." You place your hand on his cheek and he moves his head up to lean his forehead against yours.

"Where did you get that from anyway?" You ask, curious.

"Natasha and Tony." He mumbled and you smiled. 

"You're going to take relationship advice from them?" You laugh and he chuckles slightly but then stops suddenly.

"What's up?" You whisper.

"Isn't my age a problem for you? I'm like 20 years older than you." 

"I don't care about your age." You mutter, pulling him in for a kiss. You wrap your hands around his neck and he pulls you onto his lap so you were straddling him. The one innocent kiss became a full make out session and that's when you heard Tony yelling around the tower.

You pulled away from Clint and he pouted, trying to pull you back down but you walked over to the door - afraid that something was going on inside the tower.

"Y/n and Clint are still together!" Tony yelled, running around the tower. You turn back to Clint and his face matches yours: confused.

You open the door just as Tony runs past and you stick your foot out, tripping his over.

"Hey! Watc-" He starts until he looks up at you and goes slightly pale.

"What's this your saying about me and Clint?" You ask, sticking your foot on his hand so he couldn't escape.

"W-well me and Natasha tried to tell Clint that-"

"Yeah I know, slightly rude of you don't you think? I mean if you thought that stuff you should come to me first." You say, digging your foot into Tony's hand slightly, he yelps in pain but you don't let up much.

"W-we don't actually th-think it we were just trying to t-test your relationship and make sure y-you were serious about eachother." He admits and you loosen your grip on his hand, kicking his arm out from him instead.

"Thanks. I guess." You just stare at him on the floor, groaning, until Clint wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his room again, digging his face into your neck. You giggle and close the door. Tony got up as quickly as he could - not wanting to hear what was going to happen.

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A/N: DONE lol it's bad but I'm supposed to be doing work rn so i'll post it anywayssss

No proofreading but u already knew that

Thanks for reading :)