Trashy ClintxReader

"Clint!" you yelled into the vents. It was a slow day at Stark Tower for everyone,except you. You had been picking up after Clint Barton,yes the bow wielding assassin, all day long and was getting madder by the second. Cans,arrows,chip bags,etc. were scattered across the hallways where the vents led,a loud sigh escaped your lips as you continued to pick up his trash.

"Clint! Stop leaving your freaking trash everywhere!" You yelled into one of the vents that were over your head. You looked down at your feet and sighed,you thought for a moment before your mind conjured up what next to do,a wicked smile forming on your face.

You ran to the kitchen,grabbing a trash bag,and ran around the tower trying to find all the trash you could. It was hours before you considered you were done, the trash bag that was in your hand ready to rip at any second. You sprinted (more like ran) to Clint's room,careful not to catch his attention. Once you reached his room you looked around to check for anyone or anything before you walked inside. Your wicked smile grew bigger as you seen the opportunity at its peak,filling you with glee. You quickly opened the bag and dumped everything everywhere. Satisfied with your masterpiece you silently left,not leaving a trace thanks to Nat helping you train when you asked,waiting for your prey.

After your little stunt you began to wonder around the tower finally sitting down to watch some TV.

Loki happened to be bored to death as well and began to wonder the endless halls he considered a midgardian prison,he walked into the living room and saw you watching some TV. He seen the mischief filled glint in your eyes,wondering  what you did,the demi-god walked over and sat down next to you.

You looked over,feeling the seat next to you dip,and saw a gleaming Loki. You smiled and turned back to the TV.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure,Loki?" You teased. Loki smirked at your comment.

"Nothing in particular,I just noticed a mischievous glint in a certain mortal's eyes and I just had to know the reason." You looked and noticed the brightest smile he has possibly made,which made you laugh. Before you could answer though,you heard what  you had been waiting for.

"(Y/N)!!!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY ROOM!??" Your evil grin came back for a second showing as you and Loki jump from the couch. Loki could only wonder what you did to get Clint to yell like that. You and Loki both bolted at the sound of heavy footsteps getting closer. after a few minutes all hope was lost,Clint was only a few feet away and there was nowhere else to run.

"Well I will leave you to your impending doom." Loki scoffed as he disappeared.

"LOKIIII!! NOOO!!" You whined,you last line of defense just disappeared and now your stuck. Just as you were going to turn a corner a pair of hands grabbed your waist and stopped you from going any further. You didn't know what else to do but laugh at you being caught.

"Say sorry,(Y/N)!" You began to laugh harder as he began walking back to the living room.

"NO! You can't make me!" You spat in a very serious tone,causing him to laugh at you.

"Yes,I can."

"No you can't."

"Yes. I. Can."

"No.You.Can't."

"Enough of this." Clint finally said, flinging you over his shoulder and walking toward the living room.
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"You know your trashy,right?" You asked, making Clint laugh.