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Clint crawled through the vents, hiding as best he could. Nat was pissed off and she'd probably kill him now. His heart stopped each time he heard a noise in the vents, thinking she caught up and was ready to bring him his demise in the air vents of Stark Tower.
He didn't mean to piss her off! Sure he nicked her with an arrow, but it wasn't his fault! She ran into his shot!
… Even though he should have seen her walking. And he wasn't supposed to be shooting arrows in the Tower. Let alone tranquilizer arrows…
"Clint Barton I'm going to fucking murder you!" Natasha yelled.
Clint could have had a heart attack right there. He found the nearest vent cover and pulled it up, sliding down and using a grapple hook arrow to close it again.
"What are you doing?"
Clint almost jumped out of his skin as he looked at you. You were reading on your bed and the fact that you and Natasha had the same scary eyes didn't ease his fear.
"Oh god why the hell do you and Natasha have the same eyes?!"
"Because she's my sister."
Clint hurried up and grabbed his arrow, nearly breaking his arm as he fell in fear.
"I hear you Barton!"
Clint almost snapped his neck as he looked back to you, "You're my last hope. If you love me you'll cover me."
You rolled your eyes, "Under the bed."
Clint scrambled and made it under just as Natasha kicked down the vent cover. You smiled.
"Sissy! What brings you here? And through the air ducts?"
"Where's Barton?"
"I don't know. I haven't seen him all day. Ask Stark."
"Will do. Later sis."
You waved your sister off and kicked the mattress once she was at least ten feet off. "She's gone."
Clint rolled out from under and took your hand, kissing it over and over.
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
"Yeah, yeah. Now leave the Tower for a few hours and the least she'll do is vandalize your floor."
Clint leaned up and kissed your lips, "I'll take you on a date later, maybe have some sex after."
You snorted at your boyfriend, "Take my window, you'll have a better chance at life."
He kissed you again, adding tongue until he heard Natasha shout in frustration. He broke away and practically ripped open the window, firing the grappling hook arrow and waving before jumping out.
You snorted and shook your head. You really were that damn man's last hope.
He didn't mean to piss her off! Sure he nicked her with an arrow, but it wasn't his fault! She ran into his shot!
… Even though he should have seen her walking. And he wasn't supposed to be shooting arrows in the Tower. Let alone tranquilizer arrows…
"Clint Barton I'm going to fucking murder you!" Natasha yelled.
Clint could have had a heart attack right there. He found the nearest vent cover and pulled it up, sliding down and using a grapple hook arrow to close it again.
"What are you doing?"
Clint almost jumped out of his skin as he looked at you. You were reading on your bed and the fact that you and Natasha had the same scary eyes didn't ease his fear.
"Oh god why the hell do you and Natasha have the same eyes?!"
"Because she's my sister."
Clint hurried up and grabbed his arrow, nearly breaking his arm as he fell in fear.
"I hear you Barton!"
Clint almost snapped his neck as he looked back to you, "You're my last hope. If you love me you'll cover me."
You rolled your eyes, "Under the bed."
Clint scrambled and made it under just as Natasha kicked down the vent cover. You smiled.
"Sissy! What brings you here? And through the air ducts?"
"Where's Barton?"
"I don't know. I haven't seen him all day. Ask Stark."
"Will do. Later sis."
You waved your sister off and kicked the mattress once she was at least ten feet off. "She's gone."
Clint rolled out from under and took your hand, kissing it over and over.
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
"Yeah, yeah. Now leave the Tower for a few hours and the least she'll do is vandalize your floor."
Clint leaned up and kissed your lips, "I'll take you on a date later, maybe have some sex after."
You snorted at your boyfriend, "Take my window, you'll have a better chance at life."
He kissed you again, adding tongue until he heard Natasha shout in frustration. He broke away and practically ripped open the window, firing the grappling hook arrow and waving before jumping out.
You snorted and shook your head. You really were that damn man's last hope.
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