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Today's headcanon i found on tumblr (where else?) by users: steeverogers, numenorss (now grancontessa) and siderefposts

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The discount

Clint Barton had a long day before him.

So the best thing to start his day was to go to his favorite place to get a cup of coffee.

He breathed in the fresh smell of coffee when he stepped inside Starbucks and smiled when he saw that the line was small.

He walked up to the barista and gave him his order.

"That would be $4.65, sir."

Nodding, he grabbed his wallet from his back pocket and opened it.

Shit, he thought when he saw that he was one dollar short. Now what?

His mind went into overdrive, he had to do something fast. He couldn't just cancel his order.

Hmm what if? He thought when his eyes caught sight of his special Avenger ID.

Confidently, he smacked the id on the counter. "Um, how much is it with my Avengers discount?" he asked, and the barista stilled.

"Avengers discount?"

"Yeah." He said smiling. "You know, saving the world and stuff. Risking my life on daily basis…an Avenger." He took his black shades off and posed as if holding a bow.

The barista's eyes widened. "Oh my god, you are Hawkeye!"

He winked at the kid. "One and only."

Now giddy from excitement, the barista took hold of his ID. "Wow, err give me one second to ask my manager." He said and took off.

Smirking to himself, Clint nodded. If this works, I'm so telling Tasha.

A minute later, the barista came back, his manager walking behind.

The woman smiled at Clint and shook his hand. "Always a pleasure to serve an Avenger." She said and Clint grinned.

"That would be $2, sir." The barista said with a shy smile and gave Clint back his ID.

Clint payed, while fighting to break into a dance right there. The woman handed him the coffee. "Thank you for saving the world."

He flashed her a charming smile.

"Just doing my job."

He stepped out of Starbucks feeling good.

While sipping his coffee, he kept thinking where else he could use his Avenger ID.

His eyes fell on the McDonalds across the street.

Grinning wildly, he crossed the street in a hurry and practically stormed inside the fast food restaurant.

He frowned momentarily when he saw that there were three long lines but he shrugged and continued walking towards the counter.

"Sorry, excuse me, Avenger coming through." He said as he passed the people waiting in the line, while showing his ID. "Actual hero coming through, sorry, i saved the world you know, yes you are welcome. Nope, no autographs, sorry."

"Official Avenger, coming through. Sorry." He passed an older lady. "Sorry ma'am, step aside, official avengers business. Yes I do work with Captain America. Why yes, he does smell like freedom and justice."

After he drank his coffee and ate his cheeseburger, he decided to call it a day and return back to the Shield HQ, where he needed to be debriefed for his next mission.

He looked at his watch.

He really needed to go. Like right now.

Hoping onto Cap's motorcycle, which he totally borrowed, he didn't bother with a helmet. He just put on his sunglasses out and left.

Clint was speeding. Like over the speed limit.

"Come on." He groaned, when he saw the policeman behind him, flashing his lights to pull over.

He flashed the officer a charming smile. "What seems to be the problem officer?"

"Sir, you were going over the limit. License and registration, please."

"Uh…"

The officer narrowed his eyes at him.

"I don't have them on me right now BUT." Clint said remembering and took out his Avenger ID.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" the officer asked unamused.

"Uh, hello? It's my Avenger ID. I'm an Avenger. That means I save the world and stuff." He saw the officer writing him the ticket. "Uh…no that won't be necessary. Didn't you hear I am an Avenger? We saved the world? You are welcome by the way."

Raising an eyebrow, the officer handed Clint the ticket. "Have a nice day, Avenger."

Clint just stood there, watching the officer's retrieving back. "Well, that sucked."

Two weeks later, Steve and Natasha decided to go to Starbucks to grab their coffees.

"Trust me Steve, their coffee is good." Natasha said and walked up to the counter. She gave the barista her order and moments later Steve gave his.

"Do you have your Avengers ID Captain Roger's for the discount?"

Steve gave the kid a black stare.

"What? There's no such thing as A-" Natasha elbowed Steve in the gut and proceeded to slam down on the counter her own ID.

"Yes, we both need the discount, thank you." She said politely.

Steve stared at her with a 'what the heck' expression. He was still confused. And slightly in pain.

Nat was smirking and reminding herself to high five Clint next time she sees him.

there it is! How can you not love Clint? :) Looking forward to your comments about today's chapter!