↳ clint barton ↲

As Clint recovered from his wound, you couldn't help but let out a small sigh of relief. He had gotten hurt pretty bad during the fight in Sokovia, which caused you a lot of worry.

"How're you feeling?" You asked the archer, giving him a smile.

He returned your smile, albeit a bit weakly since he still wasn't feeling 100% again. "I'm alright," he answered, letting out a soft sigh. "Could be worse."

"Yeah, I'm glad that it's not," you replied, shaking your head. You walked over to where he was and leaned down, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Clint reached up and took your hand in his, giving it a light squeeze. "You don't have to worry about me so much, you know. I always end up fine."

You couldn't help but chuckle, rolling your eyes playfully. "When do I not worry about you, Barton?"