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Clint's heart was pounding inside his chest so loudly he was sure Wanda could hear it. He knew she could sense it. What was it about this girl? From the very moment he met her...there was something. Something he couldn't identify. All he knew was that it was getting stronger by the day. And now, standing in her bedroom doorway, stronger by the moment.
"I cant do this." He looked her straight in the eyes. He was desperate, almost pleading her to stop him because he knew he couldn't stop himself. He had let his mind wander here far too often and now...
He traced the outline of her lips and she shivered. His rough, calloused fingers leaving a tingling trail of warmth as they slid down her neck inching her closer. His eyes were so intent and all she could do was stare right back at him until she closed her eyes and gave herself over to his touch.
God, she was mesmerizing. All this time he wasn't sure, was never positive that she felt the same way. Now he knew. She was here. Ready. Eager...vulnerable. It hit him like a ton of bricks.
His lips barely brushed across her forehead, and he took a step back.
"I'm sorry, Wanda." He whispered.
She cringed and when she finally had the courage to open her eyes Clint Barton was nowhere to be found. She stood shocked for a moment, then quietly closed the door.
She knew what was holding him back. It was the same thing that had been keeping her at bay as well. Her grief. It kept her from being happy, and it kept Clint from acting on his feelings. She knew Hawkeye. She could see inside him. He was a good man. He would never take advantage of her.
But right now she wouldn't mind it so much. She needed to feel something. And she wanted, oh how she wanted it to be Clint Barton. She knew her own mind. Wanda laughed to herself, she knew a lot of people's minds.
Although she was disappointed at their exchange just now, Wanda wasn't angry with Clint. He was doing what he thought was right. And at the end of the day, that's what she admired about him the most. Ever since that day when her home came crashing down, and he looked at her and said, "Its my job." He chose to fight an army of robots with a bow and arrow because it was his job.
He could have easily ran the other way, but he didnt. He stayed. He fought. He protected her. And then, she protected him. Wanda smiled at the memory. He hated her at first, but in the end he wound up being her fiercest protector.
Clint sat perched on the roof of the Avengers headquarters. He surveyed the perimeter in the soft, fading light of dusk. No unusual movement. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except for the way his heart was still beating a hole in his chest.
"Barton." Steve's voice boomed from the entrance to the roof.
"I'm here, Cap." Clint called.
Steve sauntered over to where Clint was sitting. His legs dangling over the side of the building.
"Anything to report?" Cap asked.
"Negative. No movement up here."
"Yeah, I wasnt talking about up here..." Steve raised an eyebrow at Hawkeye.
"Wanda?" Clint shrugged, "She's sad about her brother. Who could blame her, poor kid. But, I really think she's starting to feel at home here. Today was just a hard day for her."
Steve was silent for a moment. "And what about you, Barton?"
"Me? What about me?"
"You and Wanda. Come on, I may be old but I'm not blind. There's something there."
Clint bit his lip, "I dont know man, maybe. But, I wish there wasn't. You dont know how bad I wish I could just...not. You know?"
"Not what, Clint? Care about her?"
Clint swung his legs over the ledge and stood. "She's just a girl. She's been through a lot, and I just...I dont want to hurt her, man."
"Listen, she's a woman. And trust me, we've both seen her in combat. She is strong. I have a feeling she can handle herself." Steve smiled, "Just some food for thought." He said as he walked away.
Clint didn't want to think. Which worked out perfectly because he couldnt seem to get his head clear. Thoughts of Wanda were making him dizzy. She was definitely a witch...she had bewitched him. He needed to get out of here so he could think straight.
Clarity. Yeah, that's what he needed. He hadn't had a break in months. Maybe if he were to just get away for a while it would solve his problem. He didnt know what else to do because right now if he stayed here any longer he was going to give into the temptations he was trying desperately to resist.
Thanks guys! That's Chapter 2 in the books. Please leave a review. I want to give a shoutout to ThisAccountSupportsLoki for being my first review on this story!
Playlist for this chapter.
Vulnerable- Secondhand Serenade
Human- Christina Perri
Lose It All- Backstreet Boys
