"Oh, hold on." You held out your hand. When you'd agreed to attend one of Tony's many parties, you hadn't expected that you'd have to play Seven Minutes in Heaven, as well.
I mean, look who you were partying with. Two super soldiers capable of drinking all of Russia's vodka in one sitting and not getting drunk, a pair of master assassins who conserve their amounts considerably well, two genetically engineered twins who refuse to drink, and then there's Tony. Who can and will get drunk.
However, right now, he seemed perfectly sober. "You heard me," he repeated, winking at you sneakily with a huge grin.
You rose your eyebrows as you laughed. "Yeah, absolutely not."
Tony scoffed, pushing the box of objects closer to you. So, sighing, you placed a hand under the lid.
And you pulled out....
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Seven Minutes in Heaven Avengers x reader
RomanceClint Barton is proving himself a more...playful character than you originally thought him to be when he suggests, on a bland afternoon, a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven.
