#clintbartonfluff

Rolling your eyes, you opened the door to your apartment.

Natasha and Wanda were staying over at your apartment for a girls night, both of them stating they needed to get away from all the male energy in the tower.

“How is practicing going?” Wanda questioned as her eyes were filled with hope.

“It’s going.” You giggled causing the other two girls to giggle too.

Since a young age you had electrokinesis since you were born. Your father had it too but your mother always made him suppress it while you were growing up. Fury had reached out to you a few months ago, talking you into joining the Avengers. Once you agreed, you had become fast friends with everyone on the team, especially Natasha and Wanda. 

Walking into the tower, Wanda linked her arm through yours. “Come on, Y/N. Let’s show you to your room.”

Giggling you and the two girls, walked through the hallways, filling it with your giggles and jokes. 

“This is you.” Natasha said excitedly. “Come on Wanda. Let’s give her some time alone to unpack and adjust.”

Wanda sent a pout towards Natasha’s direction.

Entering your room, you began unpacking your bags before falling on your bed staring at the ceiling, letting out a heavy sigh.

After dinner, Natasha insisted she had someone for you to meet. Nervousness raced through your veins.

“Come on, Y/N.” She whined. “He’s nice and sweet. He’s just your type!” 

“I have a type?” You questioned dumbfoundly.

She rolled her eyes in response. Dragging you to the living room, she was practically jumping up and down.

Natasha cleared her throat gaining the attention of the attractive man who resided on the couch. Getting up he held out his hand to shake.

“Y/N.” You greeted placing your hand in his.