Marvel Imagines, Preferences, One Shots, etc.

Clint Barton- Wedding Plans

"No she is sitting on my side," you growled at your fiancé.

"How is that fair?" he retorted.

"You can't have all the avengers Clint, I currently have no one on my side, because they are all technically your friends, as you met them first," you frowned.

"Well there are sixteen people, you can have half of them who do you want?" he questioned.

You smirked, hoping you would get your way, even though you knew it would be nearly impossible at this point.

"Well I'll have Steve and Sharon, and Tony and Pepper. You can have Thor and Jane, and Wanda and Vision," you started.

"You are willingly sitting Tony and Steve on the same side?" he asked.

"Yes but then that'd mean I get Natasha and Bruce as well, so they can settle any disagreements," you smiled innocently.

"No. I want Nat and Bruce," he frowned.

You continued to bicker for a bit before the two you were quarrelling over walked into the room.

"What are you arguing over?" Natasha asked.

"Who sits where at our wedding, we can't agree as we both want you two sat on our side," you explained.

They laughed softly.

"I think it is only fair to have you both on my side, seen as we can't split you up, and Nat's my best friend," Clint frowned.

"Yes, but she is my maid of honour," you responded.

"And Bruce is my best man," he stated.

The couple frowned at you two.

"Let's see what you've got here so far," Nat stated looking at the names.

"Okay, Y/N, you have Steve, Sharon, Tony, Pepper, Sam, Rhodey and Hill. Clint you have Thor, Jane, Darcy, Wanda, Vision, Eric and Fury. We don't mind sitting apart, so I'll sit with Y/N and Bruce will sit with Clint, seen as that's just simpler," Natasha explained, sorting out the names into the sides she had decided on.

You looked at Clint for approval on Natasha decision.

"I guess I can live with that, but that means we get the gateau for dessert," Clint smirked.

"No we agreed on the cheesecake," you frowned.

"Come on Bruce, let's leave the not so happy couple to argue over dessert, but I think they should get the profiteroles," she shrugged leaving the room.

This time Clint looked to you with a look of approval.

"Are the profiteroles okay with you?" he questioned.

"Yes, they are fine with me. Shall we just get Nat to plan the whole wedding as she's organised more in the last ten minutes than we have planned in the last ten weeks," you smirked.

He laughed softly wrapping an arm around you kissing your cheek, "no, I don't think I could handle a wedding planned by her."

"True," you shrugged looking up to him, "I love you Clint, you know that right?"

He chuckled softly, "I know Y/N, I love you too, I just sometimes don't love your opinions."

You smiled pecking his lips, "you're ideas aren't any better, if you had it your way, you'd shoot the rings down the aisle attached to an arrow."

He smirked, clearly showing that you had given him an idea. You gave him a stern glare shaking your head.

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