Marvel Imagines

Avenger ID ~ C.B.

This was written for British_Bullet

Thank you for requesting it! I hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: Clint x reader 

Warnings:

A/N: There were people working on out gutters when I was writing this. And Clint isn't married in this. And I'm so sorry this is short! For some reason, I was struggling to write for this one. I'm so sorry! And I may not update for the rest of the night. I'm incredibly tired from working. But good news! I don't have work this upcoming week! That means more updates! 

Word count: 671

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The Avengers were an interesting group. Composed of assassins, gods, supersoldiers, and many others. But out of the whole batch, there was one who was the most interesting.

It was none other than Clint Barton.

      He was something alright. Always being eccentric. Whether that was a good or bad thing, you didn't know. Sometimes his ways of thinking were helpful, but for the most part; they weren't. You loved him with all your heart, but he was too much sometimes. He shenanigans were funny at times and annoying at others.

But his latest stunt topped everything.

     It all started when Clint had gone to go get coffee one day. He was staring at the overpriced coffee and was wondering if he could get some kind of discount. That's when an idea popped into his head. What if he could get a discount for being an Avenger? And sure enough, he could. He got his coffee half off that day. So this made him wonder, what else could he use his Avengers discount?

     He tried it with everything. And I mean everything. From shopping to dining. Hell, he even tried to get out of a speeding ticket with it. Of course, that didn't work and he still got a ticket. He would stop McDonald's now and then, dropping his Avenger's ID on the counter as a form of payment. It got to be quite ridiculous, to be honest. But he told no one. That was until Cap, Natasha, and you went to go get coffee. You walked in, stood in line, and waited. When you got to the counter, the barista asked each of you if you had your Avenger ID for a discount. This, of course, confused you and Steve. But before you could say that the ID didn't exist, Nat slammed her ID down on the counter and stated that you all needed the discount. That's when it hit you. The 'Avengers ID' had Clint written all over it. Natasha was going to thank him when they got back to the tower, but you, on the other hand, were about to give Clint an earful.

     When you got back to the compound you immediately asked F.R.I.D.A.Y Clint's location. He was in the gym. Perfect. You made your way to the gym. Through the glass walls, you could see him practicing with his bow. You barged in.

"Oh, Clint!" You yelled in a sickly sweet tone. He froze, then tried to run. You were faster and managed to tackle him and pin him to the floor.

"What was that for?" He asked from underneath you.

"You know exactly what that was for."

"Mmmmm...nope. I don't. Care to enlighten me?" He was toying with you.

"The Avengers ID thing. Did you think I wouldn't find out about it?"

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that." You got off of him

"Hand it over Clint." You held your hand for his ID card. He groaned and pulled it out of his wallet. You took it from him and walked away with a 'thank you'. As you were leaving the gym, he shouted;

"Hey! Wait! I need that! I can't drive, or leave the base without it!" He ran after you.

"Well, I guess you're stuck here then."

"Oh come on." You didn't budge to his pleads.

"How long till I can have it back?"

"Four weeks."

"WHAT?! Come on! That's unfair!"

"Hm, not really. That's about how long you were pulling this scheme, right?"

"Maybe." 

"Four weeks. You try to take it back, it'll be longer."

"DANG IT."

That's when Natasha walked past.  

"Hey, Clint. Nice job with the discount thing." She said to him. 

"See! Someone appreciates my work around here!" This earned him a smack upside the head. 

You loved Clint with all your heart, but he got himself into more trouble than needed.