Look Through My Eyes(Clint Barton Love Story)

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The next morning I woke up earlier than usual. Clint's spot in the bed was empty and cold. I looked over and the clock flashed neon green reading 4:30 I signed and slipped one of Clint's flannels and walked into the kitchen where Clint was sitting at the counter with his eyes locked on his cup of coffee.

"hay.." I said softly and rubbed his back.
"how long have you been up?"

"I couldn't go to sleep... To much on my mind" he said softy.

"you want to talk about it?" I asked softly and sat down beside him.

"tell me this" he looked up and his eyes locked with mine. His eyes red and glossy. "do you regret becoming an Avenger?"

I tilted my head in confusion not understanding why he's asking this. "no I don't"

"do your regret what we have?"

"why are you asking me this?" I asked getting worried.

"please just answer the damn question" he said quietly.

"I have never once regretted you and me" I told him lacing my fingers with his. "do you?" I asked.

"everything that happens to you is because of me... You getting kidnapped, losing your memory, everything" he told me and let go of my hand. "can you honestly say.. Truthfully that you actually feel safe around us.. Around me"

"were is this coming from? I love you" I said my voice slightly cracking. "we've always figured Things out together. Why are trying to end it?"

"I'm not trying to end it" he sighed.

"really because that's what it sounds like" I said looking away from him. "in reality it me who is dangerous for you.. They have always went for you to get to me" I told him. "you may be giving up. But I'm not giving up on you" I told him and left him alone.