20 // Clint's Party [part 2]

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Clint Barton POV

My fingers were intertwined with Nat's as we entered Stark Towers. I saw a 'Happy Birthday Clint' banner. There were balloons and confetti. There even was a disco ball and cool lights.

Tony greeted me with a smile and a hug.

"Happy birthday man!!" He said, while passing me a cup of drink.

"Thanks Tony." I smiled back.

Then, Bruce, Thor and Steve appeared. Steve tried to avoid eye contact and looked mostly on the ground.

"Hey brother, Happy Birthday!!" Bruce and Thor wished me.

"Thank you guys." I replied back, giving them a brotherly hug.

Then, Pepper showed up. She greeted me too. I smiled back as I took the present from her.

"Hey Clint, I'll go with Pepper for awhile. See ya." Nat said.

"Sure. Bye." I said before letting her go. Then suddenly, Steve came towards my direction.

"Hey..uh Happy Birthday Clint." Steve stuttered out, still avoiding eye contact.

"Hey man, thanks. And its okay. I know what happened that day." I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

He looked up almost instantly and his eyes widened slightly.

"You..you do?" He asked.

I nodded my head.

"Oh. I'm sorry about what I did. I'm pretty sure you're angry with me. I can't forgive myself for what I did. Please forgive me." He apologised, looking guilty.

"Forgiven." I said as a smile was plastered across my face.

"Thanks Clint. I'm glad we're still friends, right?" He asked.

"Of course. How could I afford to loose a brother like you?" I chuckled.

He patted my shoulder and dang, those muscles sure do their thing. His pat felt painful. We then walked to the drinks and chatted.

Natasha Romanoff POV

It had been an hour at Clint's birthday party. Music's blasting, and its getting crowded. I had been chatting with Pepper all this while. I let Clint and Steve talk things out. But I have not talked to Steve ever since the mission. Then suddenly, my phone vibrated.

Text message from Birdboy ❤️:
Where are you? Btw, I've sort out things with Steve already.

I heaved a sigh of relief. Having Clint sort things out with Steve would make sorting things out myself so much easier.

I texted back, Hey Clint, I'm near the stairs. Wanna meet?

I took another sip of my drink as my phone vibrated once again.

Text message from BirdBoy ❤️ :
Turn around.

I did as Clint said, and only to find him standing there, with arms open wide.

"Hey Clint, where were you all the while?" I asked as we pulled back from the hug.

"I was chatting with Steve. Don't worry, we're okay now." He said.

"Oh." I said, my voice unknowingly sounding sad.

"Hey Nat? Wanna...uh...sort things out with him?" He said as a smile flashed across his face.

"But..." I stuttered.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you. And I'll help you too." Clint said as he held my hand.

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