Random x reader PLATONIC book *REQUESTS OPEN*

*Request for vikisisk220015* Clint and Natasha

*Author's note*

Okay this request is practically a year long overdue but I finally got the time to sit down and write this fic and  I hope you enjoy this. Now this is ANOTHER MAJOR ANGSTY fic with more fluff than the last but it still deals with teen death of illness/cancer. I PROMISE the next fic I post up will NOT have anything to do with illnesses or reader deaths for awhile. I need more fluffy fics back up on here. So until next time my dears, enjoy :)

I wish we had more time

Avengers x teen reader

Clint x Natasha x teen reader

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It all began with the headaches. Normally everyone gets headaches every now and then, plus being the adopted child of two famous Avengers, going to school and learning the ways of the Mystic Arts can be stressful enough as it is. But do people get headaches every day? Raise your hands if you do.

I was currently doing some magical combinations when my mom opened my door knocking on it and said.

"Knock, knock."

"Can't you wait for me to give you permission to enter my room?" I asked her.

"I'm your mother (Y/n). Nothing you have is private to me." She teased. I shook my head at her and started the combinations again, "Got that magical test coming up?"

"More like an exam. Strange says that my form is good it's just that I'm not focused enough to actually bring out the shields and weapons. Then again it could just be because of the headaches."

"You're still having them? (Y/n) why haven't you told us?"

"I don't wanna worry you guys. Besides this month is finals week not only with my magical skills but also my 'real life' that you and dad want me to have."

"Okay. But if this isn't going away by the time all your finals are done, we're taking you to the doctors. Not Strange, a real doctor. To find out what's going on."

"You do know he was like the world's best neurosurgeon before he became the Sorcerer Supreme right?"

"I know. I already have to deal with Stark's ego every day, I'd rather not have my own daughter's doctor be just as arrogant and egotistical as Tony Stark." She came over and kissed the top of my head. "Now come on, dinner's being made and Wanda says she needs hers and Vision's taste tester."

"Tell them I'll be right down. Just gotta clear things up here."

"Alright but don't strain yourself. And if after you eat your headaches are still going on, maybe take some Tylenol."

"I will mom."

"Love you."

"Love you too." She kissed the top of my head before leaving my room leaving the door open. I closed my practice books but as I sat up, my legs suddenly felt like jelly and I nearly fell forward. "Whoa. Headrush. Okay—deep breaths." I took a couple of deep breaths before taking one small step forward and putting slight pressure on that leg until I was steady and I was finally able to leave my room.

I arrived at the kitchen and right there was Wanda and Vis prepping what looked like a Southern style meal. Cheese straws, hush puppies, gumbo and for dessert, moon pies.

"Ahh there you are. We've got everything ready but the gumbo feels a bit off. At least that's what Sam said. So we need a second opinion."

"Oh like mine wasn't good enough for yah red witch?" Sam exclaimed from the nearby table as he was setting down plates while Steve and Bucky were setting down the silverware and cups.