Avengers x Reader One Shots

Confusion ✨ Platonic!Clint Barton

MyFangirlMind thanks for the prompt!!! ♥️

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You sit in the kitchen of the Avengers tower, smashing the bag of frozen strawberries against the counter. During their stint in the freezer, they had frozen together, and now you needed to get them unstuck in order to make a smoothie.

Tony walks in, seeing your frustration as you slam the bag as hard as you can into the counter repeatedly. "What did the fruit ever do to you?" He asks.

You turn and send him a death glare. "Shut it, Stark, or it'll be your face on the counter next."

He raises his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. Somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed."

Clint chooses that moment to walk in and glares at Tony for you. "Morning," he greets you.

"Morning," you reply cheerily. Tony looks back and forth between you two, before leveling an accusatory glare at you.

"So he gets a 'morning' and I get the third degree?"

You shrug. "He was being nice."

Clint agrees, walking over and hugging you. You hug back, until he steals a piece of fresh pineapple—at which point you slap his hand. "Mine," you pout. He just winks, grabbing another, and you sigh dramatically, shaking your head. Having sufficiently annoyed you, the archer leaves.

Tony watches the exchange. As you go back to making your smoothie and add the orange juice, he pipes up, "How did you two meet?"

You turn on the blender, pretending to speak. As it stops, you pretend to finish up. "So yeah, that's how," you say.

The billionaire isn't fooled. "Seriously, how?"

You turn to him, smoothie cup in hand. "Well," you begin, "I was working with Somalian Pirates at the time. He was captaining his ship. We board and hijack it. By that point, I was the leader of my little band of mercenaries. My first words to him were, 'Look at me. I am the captain now.'"

Tony laughs. "You just described Captain Phillips."

You pretend to look surprised, but can't help the smile forming on your face. "Oh really?" You reply sarcastically.

Tony opts to ignore your teasing. "How did you actually meet?"

"It's actually pretty boring, that's why I didn't tell you."

"Oh? How so?"

You shrug. "He was out walking Lucky, and I was grabbing a coffee. Lucky ran away and I found him, and Clint caught up, and that's how we met."

"Who's Lucky?" Tony pressed quizzically. You turn to him, confused that he doesn't even know this small detail.

"You know, Clint's golden retriever? Lucky the pizza dog?"

"Clint has a dog?"

You roll your eyes heavenward and grab your smoothie, leaving Tony to process this new life-changing information.