[I have three stories in drafts. There's  Nightwing, Steve Rogers, and another one that I haven't decided who the main guy should be yet. Which one do you all think I should post first?]

Clint isn't exactly your favorite person. He's annoying and aggravating. He likes to tease you on about every single thing you do.

And right now, he's in the kitchen with you as you wash the dishes that had piled up in the sink.

"This is disgusting." You groan, wiping off old food into the garbage disposal.

"You're disgusting." He comments mindlessly.

"Stop being a jerk."

"You're a jerk."

You huff, turn on the water and stick your hands underneath. But then you jump back, wiping your hands on your shirt. "It too hot!"

"You're hot."

You and Clint freeze, turn to each other, and pretend like the whole thing never happened. But then Steve comes in, stops by Clint and leans closer. "Why is your face all red?"

"Because (Y/n)'s hot!" Clint sputters. "I-I mean it's hot!"

Steve raises an eyebrow. "Okay..?"

Clint growls, stands, and runs out of the room with his head down. And smacks into the wall. He glares at it, flips it off, then continues to hurry away.