Hawkant (Gen)
Ship: (Clint x Scott)
Laser Tag
It was Saturday when a couple of people from the team decided they were going to play laser tag. So they took off and found a place to go. They paid their money and split up into two teams.
Natasha, Scott, and Sam were red.
Clint, Tony, and Thor were blue.
They watched a quick tutorial and strapped into their gear. Then walked out the doors into a dimly lit room. With the exception of the flashing lights. Everyone raced to the side and discussed a tactic.
Then the count down began, and their vest blinked on.
Natasha and Clint were in a constant battle with each other. Sam and Tony were talking shit to each other, as they fired back and forth.
Scott easily spotted Thor. He got picked off pretty quickly. Scott was racing up to first place quickly. He hid in the corner, in view of the opponent's base. Firing until he ran out of hits.
Running back and forth doing this. A minute was left and he was surprisingly tied with first.
Quickly Scott rushed up the ramp. Only he was stopped when someone stood right in front of him.
Before he could shoot them, their lips were on his. Clint pressed Scott into the wall. Cautiously Scott opens his mouth under Clint's. The touch of the other tongue makes him jump a little. But they just melted into it.
Then Scott heard the sound of firing, and his vest blinked off. "Really Clint that's cheating!" Scott shouted.
"You weren't complaining when I was kissing you."
"I-" Scott just stood there trying to think of a comeback. But he couldn't think of one at the moment.
"About time you made a move Clint. I thought I would have to force it out of you. Always talking about Scott every chance you get." Scott giggled at Natasha's comment.
"So how about a date Scott?"
"Sure"
Shh, this is from an imagine your OTP prompt.