You Break Up (Part 1)

A/N: Be prepared for feels and mild swearing. Also, I'm splitting up these chapters.

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Clint Barton/ Hawkeye

Clint had recently been on a string of rough missions and it seemed to be getting to him. With every passing mission, he became increasingly distant. He'd be hitting bars, coming home late and then sleep on the couch. Clint hardly even spoke to you anymore. You couldn't take the growing space between the two of you so one night while Clint was out, you packed up your things. Just before you could leave, Clint stumbled in the door. He was laughing stupidly but stopped when he saw the bag in your hand.

"Babe? Wha... wha's ya doin'?" he slurred. You couldn't even look at him right now.

"Clint, I'm leaving you." This seemed to sober him up a little bit.

"Wha-what? Wh-why? Was it something I did?"

"Yes it is. You've hardly been the same man the last few weeks. I have no reason to stay." By now, tears were streaming down your face.

"But I love you Y/N..."

"You love me? Where is your proof Clint? All you've done is ignore me! How can I know that you're not seeing someone else behind my back?" Clint walked up to you and crashed his lips down on yours. You could taste the alcohol on his breath.

"You're the only one for me, Y/N. I love you. Please don't leave me. I love you," he sobbed. Clint kissed you again and you found yourself kissing back. Maybe you could allow yourself one last moment of weakness. Slowly, you made your way to the bedroom. The next morning, Clint woke alone and heartbroken.

"I really thought she'd stay..."

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Tony Stark/ Iron Man

Ever since you had been living with Tony, you had been attempting to fix some of his bad habits. Late one night, you woke up to find yourself alone. Sighing, you got out of bed and walked to the lab. You had honestly thought you had fixed this habit. For a while, you had been rewarding Tony with sex but then he started to come to bed at a decent hour on his own. The moment you walked into the lab, you were hit with a loud wave of rock music. You walked over to the radio and shut it off.

"Tony, it's three am, you should come to bed." Tony got mad and slammed his fists down on the table.

"You think you can just manipulate me?! Like you have been this whole time?!" His sudden change of mood frightened you.

"Manipulating you? What are you talking about?"

"Please! Don't act innocent with me!" he snarled. "You've been controlling me since the moment we met!" You suddenly spotted the half finished bottle of Jack Daniels on the counter.

"Tony, have you been drinking?"

"You're damn right I've been drinking! You can't control me anymore, you bitch!" Tears were starting to prick your eyes.

"Tony, you're scaring me..." you whimpered.

"Good! Maybe now you'll learn your place!" he growled. Tony started advancing towards you and you fled. Fortunately he was too drunk to catch you. You locked yourself in the bedroom and called Pepper. After a while, you heard Tony pounding on the door and bellowing at you. You quickly managed to pack your things and only came out the door when you couldn't hear him yelling any more. When Tony sobered up, when was going to regret every word he said to you.

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Pietro Maximoff/ Quick Silver

You and Pietro had been fighting a lot lately. Usually, you could work things out but tonight was different. He had been out late partying and you were getting worried. This wasn't like him. Finally, Pietro walked through the door.

"Where the hell have you been?! I've been worried sick!"

"Out," he grunted.

"That much I do know! Who were you with? Where did you go?"

"It's none of your business!"

"When my boyfriend comes home at two in the morning, it is my business! How do I know you weren't out sleeping with other girls?!"

"Maybe I should have," he mumbled.

"Excuse you?!"

"I said maybe I should have! Then I wouldn't have to put up with your nagging!"

"I think I'm nagging!?"

"Yes! I do!"

"I care about you Pietro! Maybe you're too blind to see that! Maybe you're too fast to see what you have in front of you!" Pietro lost his temper and raised his hand to strike you but caught himself at the last moment. He could see the fear running across your face.

"Princezná, I'm sorry!"

"Get out."

"Wha-what?"

"I said get out! Pack your shit and leave! I never want to see your face again!" you shrieked. Tears wear streaming down your cheeks. Pietro stood there in shock. "Are you deaf?! I said go!" Within seconds, Pietro packed his stuff. He gave you one last look before walking out the door. That night, you cried yourself to sleep.

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