avengers x reader │ one-shots

A Little Tied Up At The Moment!

Tony watched Sam bounce in her seat, amused at the kid's excitement.

The dark gray Audi pulled into the drive in front of the Avengers Compound, Happy jumping out to open Sam and Tony's car door.

They both sidled out of the back, Sam gaping at the building's grandeur. Tony reached out and pushed the girl's jaw up, effectively shutting her mouth.

"C'mon, you've been here before," the billionaire teased, enjoying Sam's flustered expression.

"I know, it's just . . . so . . . awesome," she said, trailing off as she continued to stare. Tony chuckled and grabbed the girl's arm, leading her up the steps to the front door.

"We have the whole place to ourselves this weekend. I convinced the Avengers to take a break at Clint's house while you're here," Tony said, his voice echoing in the vast lobby. Sam, for once, gaped at Tony instead of the architecture.

"The Avengers are back? Since when? Are you gonna let me meet them? Probably not, I mean they don't know my identity, and I don't really want them—" the billionaire cut off the teen's rambling.

"Yes, the Avengers are back. Don't you watch the news?" Sam looked a little guilty. "And no, I don't want you meeting them. So yeah, they're back. Doesn't mean I trust them."

Tony tried not to let the girl's disappointed face get him down, instead proceeding through the Compound's layout. The billionaire would have plenty of time to cheer up his little Tidal.

"Okay, I have a couple things that I have to get done, so why don't you head to the kitchen and get a snack?" Sam smiled weakly and nodded, saying a small 'okay.' Tony grimaced and pat the girl on the shoulder before they parted ways.

Once Sam had disappeared into the kitchen, the billionaire sighed. He needed to get better at the whole 'relationships' thing.

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Sam sighed, staring at his pizza dejectedly. She was a little disappointed that Tony had to ditch her for a bit. Okay, maybe more than a little disappointed.

She took a bite of the pizza, but it tasted like cardboard in her mouth, so she set it down. So much for that.

Suddenly, Sam heard a scuffle from down the hall. That was odd.

"Tony?" Sam wasn't quite sure why she was whispering. The girl stood up from her barstool and crept to the wall, peering around the corner. The bang of metal on metal made her stop in her tracks.

"Ugh, I need to get out more," someone groaned.

Sam whipped around, her back to the wall as tried to control her breathing. That most definitely was not Tony.

The teen peered around the corner again, looking at the man who lay flat on his back, a fallen vent cover next to him. Sam looked away when the man started to move.

Hide, you have to hide, Sam thought. She raced to the island he had been sitting at and crouched on the side opposite the hall where the strange man was.

Yes, this is totally a good spot, she thought sarcastically.

Sam was about to go find another hiding spot when another voice sounded from down the other hall where the rooms were.

"Clint, what are you doing?" A red-haired woman stepped into the kitchen, looking down the hall to where 'Clint' was. She looked familiar.

Oh my goodness. Natasha Romanov. Sam nearly had a heart attack right then and there.

"Just chillin'," the man, Clint replied. Wait. Clint, as in Clint Barton, as in Hawkeye Clint Barton? This keeps getting better and better.

"Yep, totally. It's definitely natural to lay on the ground for no reason with a vent cover." Natasha walked over to the pantry, sticking her head inside.