TASHA I'M CHOKING ON YOUR BOOBS
It's been ten years since the plane accident. S.H.I.E.L.D. saved your ass and turned you into a high level agent.
And since the moment Clint Barton found you in the forest and carried you in his arms a strong bond created between you two.
He always took care of you while growing up, he trained you and taught you almost everything you know now; he was merciless on the field, but he only did it to make you stronger. In fact, everybody knew the special soft spot he's always had for you.
On your first mission together about three years ago, he almost got a heart attack when you got shot on your left arm. It was your first important mission, you were only 17 years old and they'd sent you along with Clint and Natasha to break into an illegal laboratory on the boarder of the U.S and Canada that was trying to create nuclear weapons. Similar to the ones built by Hydra.
You were given the role of the sniper, staying at a certain distance from the front door to shoot whoever noticed Nat entering the building through the back door. Clint would enter through a window on the ceiling that leaded to the main lab.
However, after a few minutes of silence you heard loud noises coming from the lab, glasses breaking and some gunshots.
The guards on the front door noticed and before they could enter the building to assist their people, you shot the 4 of them.
"Fuck fuck fuck, what do I do now?" You whispered. You had the order of staying out on your spot till your partners got out with the formula and weapon prototypes, but it sounded like they were having a hard time... "aw suck it"
You made your way to the front door, crouching to go unnoticed and saw Nat searching on a desk for a folder while Clint had just finished kicking the shit out of a guard.
As you were about to leave, you saw a man approaching Nat, so you raised your rifle and aimed it to him. You were hidden in the shadows, so it surprised you when he saw you and shot you before you could react, the bullet piercing your left shoulder.
Letting out a scream full of pain, you fell to your knees and started pressing the wound with your hand.
"Y/N!!" Clint ran to you, kneeling to see how deep was the wound.
Nat turned around and started kicking the man, dodging his punches. She grabbed his arm and tackled him to the floor, keeping him face down with her foot on his back. She took her gun out of one of her thigh's belts and she shot him on the head.
She grabbed the folder and a usb memory, and hurried you to the door
"Let's get outta here" she said as Clint carried you bridal style. She threw a grenade that exploded the whole place just at the time you made it to the hellicarier.
Nat started up the ship while Clint set you down on the floor and started looking for the first aid kit, all the while scolding you for your 'irresponsibility'
"What the fuck is wrong with you, (y/l/n)? I told you to keep your distance and shoot whoever entered the building, not to come inside and get killed!" He seemed TRULY mad at you, which only made you madder at him. Wtf, you saved Nat's life, you thought that was all he cared about.
"It's just a bullet!! Plus, I saved Nat's life! He could've shot her and you didn't even notice! Haven't I been there-"
"Natasha is not a baby anymore, she can take care of herself" he gritted his teeth, stretching his arm to touch your shoulder, but you slapped his hand away
"And I can't?! I'm not the little girl you saved some years ago! Damn, I'm a capable woman who just did what she had to do and if you can't fucking understand that, then I don't want you near me anymore! I'm tired of being treated like less than what I really am" you were breathing heavy and a deep frown make you look like you would shove an arrow up his ass any minute.
He stood up and didn't look you in the eyes, he just walked into the control cabin to take Nat's place
"Fine. Go play being a grown up. I'm done" he sighed and flopped down into the pilot's seat.
Tears started forming in your eyes. You were so angry at him, you just wanted to make a good job and he treated you like a dumb baby who can't take care of herself.
When you saw Natasha coming out of the cabin and towards you, you smoothed your eyes
"What? Are you gonna lecture me too?" You snapped at her
"(Y/n), you know he only acts like that because he cares for you" she sat next to you and started taking the thread and needle out of the aid kit, signaling you to take off your jacket
"No he doesn't, he just likes to act all bossy to feed his ego" you huffed when she started cleaning the dry blood. Nat smiled, keeping up the conversation to distract you from the pain. She took the pair of tweezers to take the bullet out
"Well, he is a bit bossy..."
"Aw fuck" you whispered in pain "He's a complete asshole"
"Y/N..." She started threading your flesh "you're the most important person in his life, you should know that by now"
No, bitch, you're the only one he cares about. You didn't want to feel like that towards Nat, she was a good person and she cared for you almost as much as Clint, but jealousy took over yourself when she was recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D. and her friendship with Hawkeye developed pretty quickly. All he talked about on trainings was 'Tasha did this' and 'Do it like Nat' or 'Wanna come have lunch with me and Tash?' You were just not used to him hanging out with other people. Or other women, actually.
You decided not to reply and just wait in silence till she was done with your injury
"Thank you, Nat" you said when she was done. She smiled and stood up
"Thanks to you, y/n; for saving my life" she winked and left.
After some good 30 minutes, you managed to find a comfortable position with your back pressed to the wall and your face resting on your knees.
You were feeling tired, you had lost a good amount of blood and the pain killers were making you feel dizzy, but you couldn't sleep. Not after your argument with bird boy.
You and Clint would always fight because of the dumbest of things, like when he wanted to have a Friends marathon but you were in the mood of Disney movies. Or when he pranked you and you'd pretend to be mad at him for a whole week, he'd feel so guilty that as an apology he'd buy you pizza and your favorite candies, which were also his favorites. Or when he was too hard on you during training and other similar situations. Your friendship was all that, Good and bad times. But you honestly couldn't stand when he, or for that matter, anybody else treated you like a stupid kid.
Speak of the devil. Without looking up from your knees, you felt him sitting down next to you and with extreme care he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest.
You knew it was him; maybe because of the size of his muscular arms, or maybe because of the natural scent of his body mixed with sweat.
"I'm sorry" he said after holding you in silence for some minutes "Sometimes I get all overprotective and I can be kinda annoying-"
"Kinda?" You asked and felt him laugh against your hair
"Shhh, okay, we all know I can be a pain in the ass sometimes. But it's only because I'm afraid of losing my best friend" You couldn't stay mad at him, he was right. You'd probably be angry too if he risked his life like you did.
"I know, and I'm sorry too. Sometimes I act out of impulse and I don't think of consequences. I mean, what would you do without me? Damn, you'd be so miserable" he let out a throaty laugh, his chest going up an down underneath your cheek. It felt like home.
"You're so full of yourself!" He slapped your thigh "When did you grow up so fast?"
You hummed and pressed yourself closer to him.
"Y/N?" When you didn't answer he noticed your were fast asleep. He thought of bringing a blanket, but was afraid of waking you up. So he just stayed there with you caressing your head, and letting out a long sigh he whispered only for your unconscious mind to hear
"I love you, little monkey"
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Walking down the hallways after your meeting with Fury, you and Clint were reading about your new task. It wasn't much of a mission, you just needed to meet the legendary Captain America, who was recently found alive after 70 years, to talk to him about S.H.I.E.L.D. and that they want him to stay as a member of the organization.
"So this poor man stayed frozen for more than 70 years? How is that even possible?" you said, reading the files of Steven Grant Rogers that Fury just gave you both.
"It's a miracle he survived thanks to that serum. I mean, there's no way a normal human being would survive seven decades under those low temperatures" Clint was just as surprised as you.
"Damn, he has a nice ass" you mumbled without thinking after seeing a picture of Steve wearing his Captain America suit
"What the, are you really drooling over a 90-year-old man's ass? You're sick" Clint made a disgusted face, making you roll your eyes
"And you're jealous" you sticked your tongue out.
"Pff, you wish"
"Aww Clint, you'll always be my favorite old man, don't worry" you kissed his cheek and started running away as fast as you could, knowing how much it bothered him when you joked about his age
"I'M NOT OLD YOU LITTLE FUCKER" he shouted back, aiming an arrow your way. Sighing, he put it down and shook his head
"Hey love bird"
"Tasha" he acknowledged her and rolled his eyes.
"I heard you and y/l/n were assigned to meet captain Rogers" they started walking towards the dorms, where you were probably already packing the basics for the short trip tonight
"Yeah, we're leaving tonight and coming back with Rogers tomorrow afternoon" Nat hummed, checking out the folder
"Nice bum" she whispered and Clint looked at her with horror and annoyance
"What is it with you girls and Captain America's ass!?" He took the folder out of Nat's hand and stormed out into the hallway.
"Wow, he can't take a little competition" she smirked to herself
Nat made her way to your room. As you grew older, your jealousy towards the red headed greek goddess faded away. You became even closer and at some point you talked about your feelings for Clint. Said 'feelings' being only in a brotherish way. You explained to her that he was like your brother and you'll always love him like that, a best friend.
Natasha, being the gifted spy she is, didn't buy your story. She'd always tease you and Clint, saying 'you both will end up fucking'. You always denied those supposed feelings, but you had to admit you never sounded convincing. Maybe you did have more than friendly feelings for your best friend.
"IT'S ONLY YOU IT'S ONLY YOU! IT'S ONLY YOU, SO WATCHA GONNA DO?" Nat heard you singing from outside your door, snorting at your song choice. The music was so loud she knew you wouldn't hear her knocking, so she just invited herself in. She saw you dancing around, putting some t-shirts on your backpack and singing along
"UHU YOU SEE ME IN THE SPOT LIKE- OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK NAT" you threw your hand to your heart, which was beating pretty fast.
Natasha turned down the volume and laughed at you
"Don't laugh at me motherfucker, you gave me a heart attack!" you sat down on your bed
"Aww, monkey, I just wanted to enjoy the show" She smirked at the small blush on your cheeks. You were always so serious during job time, it was fun to see you out of character
"I actually came to see how you were doing. I heard you and Clint are leaving tonight" she sat next to you
"Yeap. I don't know how long the flight will be, I hope is not too long" you played with your fingers. You were afraid of planes and all that jazz since, you know, the accident.
"Hey" she bumped your shoulder with hers "you'll be safe. Nothing's gonna happen to that plane ok?"
"Yes, I know that, but still, sometimes I remember my parents faces and how sad they looked at me one last time, I-I just don't want to lose everything again" you finished with a shaky breath
"You'll never lose us, Y/N. We'll always take care of each other" she hugged you "And think about it, you're going with Clint! He will be there to hug you and kiss you and make sure his little baby monkey stays safe" she tightened the embrace to the point of pushing you down into the bed with her on top of you
"Tasha!!! I'm choking on your boobs!! Oh god HELP!!" You started screaming dramatically
"Oh come on! Why you guys never invite me to the girls time!" Clint said from your door
"Because you're not a girl, you just act like one" Nat said, getting off of you. Clint gasped and feigned offense
"FRESH AIR. THANK YOU LORD" you breathed in and out before running to Clint's opened arms, jumping and wrapping your legs around his waist. Nat chuckled totally unamused at your little action
"You sure you weren't raised by monkeys before Clint found you?"
"Ha ha. Sorry, do my gymnastic skills make you jealous?" You batted your hair out of your face in a bitchy way, making her roll her eyes
"Well, I just came to tell you we're leaving in an hour and a half" Clint said
"Okie dokie. I was almost done packing when I suddenly got distracted" you jumped off Clint and glared at Nat.
"Okay okay, I'll leave you to it" she stood up with her hands up and left your room.
"LOVE YOU NAT!" you shouted
Clint approached you and laid down on your bed, next to you bag. A comfortable silence filled the room as you walked around, thinking of what else to pack. Once you were done, you zipped up the bag, threw it next to your bed and laid down next to him.
Looking up at the ceiling, you started thinking of your small conversation with Nat "He will be there to hug you and kiss you and make sure his little baby monkey stays safe"
In all honesty, you've thought of Clint and yourself as more than just friends many times before, but always dismissed it, putting the blame on the lack of sleep or some other kind of excuse.
"What are you thinking about?" His raspy voice broke the silence and it actually took you a minute to come back to reality
"What?"
"You got that cute little frown on your face" he lazily pointed at your face "what are you thinking about?"
Turning your head to face him, you shrugged "I was just wondering if we still had time to grab a quick snack before we go. I'm starving" he grinned at you, making your heart stop
"I'll be really worried the day you tell me you're not hungry"
"Shut up, birdy" you covered his mouth with your hand, not expecting him to bite you. Gasping loudly, you sat up and started tickling him
"No no no y/n *chuckles* please oh my god! You know- ah!- you know I'm very ticklish!" You grinned while your fingers kept on torturing your beloved friend
"You bit me, butt face! This is my revenge"
Your revenge didn't last long, tho. You shrieked when he pushed you back and straddled you, trapping your hands on each side of your face. You were both breathing heavy, the laughter slowly died and once again the silence embraced you.
He looked down at you without saying a word, his eyes seeming a bit confused.
Your eyes examined his face and God damn these stupid feelings, you've never wanted to kiss someone so much as you did now.
But you couldn't ruin your friendship of years just because of a silly crush on your best friend. Nope, no way.
So you cleared your throat and called his name in a whisper
"Yes Y/N?" He said looking into your eyes
"Are we gonna go eat something or are you gonna keep me here and starve me to death?"
"The last to make it to the cafeteria pays for the other's food" he quickly said as he rushed out of your room
"CHEATER!!" You screamed and sit up in the bed, taking deep and long breaths to calm your beating heart.
Can it, Y/L/N. He's like your brother...
************ Clint on his way to the cafeteria ***********
What the hell, Barton! You almost kissed her! She's like your sister, your little monkey...
"Oh God, this ain't good" he said, rubbing his face with his hands.