Clint had planned an adorable date. He would bring you to the aquarium, then go eat out at some old dinner and for the ending, watching the fireworks explode at the festival.
You were dressed casually, in a pair of jean shorts and a cute top, matched by a pair of your favorite aviators. You slipped on your ankle hugging shoes, tying the laces. For your hair, you just simply threw it in a messy bun, which was adorable.
He knocked at your door, grinning shamelessly. He wore a simple burgundy t-shirt with washed-out jeans. You opened the door, greeted by his soft lips on yours. He pulls back, taking both your hands in his. "Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yeah, give me a second." You fetched your purse and your keys. He gave your butt small squeeze, while you locked your door. "Hey! Hands off the merchandise." You playfully add, placing your keys in the bag.
He led you to the car, opening the door for you. You giggled and stepped in, taking a seat. A moment later, he joined your side, buckling his seat belt and turning on the ignition. "You're gonna have so much fun, baby." He took your hand in his, placing a kiss on the back of it gently.
You drove to the aquarium, jamming out to both of your totally different types of music. Passing the AUX cord back and forth, having small conversations, it was a cute setting.
He parks beside a white soccer mom van and a red equinox. "I heard they have sharks." He smiled, grabbing his wallet from the dashboard, slipping it into his pocket. "Sharks are cute." You laughed getting out of the black vehicle.
The two of you walked hand in hand to the entree booth, getting various looks from people. At the counter, there stood a beautiful dark woman dressed in her uniform.
"Hi, welcome to The Los Angeles Aquarium, two adults?" She spoke. "Yeah, well at least I think he's an adult." You chuckled. "Laughing at your own joke huh (Y/N)." He shot back, a grin playing at his lips. "Look who's talking." You laughed.
The woman smiled at your play fight and Clint paid the fee. She secured a paper bracelet around your wrist and Clint's. "Have a nice day!" She smiled. "You too, uhh, Nakita." Clint read her name tag.
You grabbed a map, that was offered at the doors by some employees. "Look at how big this place is!" You exclaimed looking at the map. There were about four different buildings and each had like ten rooms in them.
Clint takes a hold of your hand once again pulling you towards a building. You walked in, the color blue illuminating everything. It was designed like a hallway, except the roof was see-through too. The first enclosure was filled with clownfish.
"It's Nemo!" Clint pointed out.
Right beside that one had blue tangs; how cliche. "It's Dory!" Clint exclaimed, he was beyond impressed with fish. After you crossed the small fishes, passing by some cute seahorses, goldfish, betta fish and some pufferfishes.
You entered the next room which was filled with rays. Clint laughed at how it looked like they had a face under their body's. Your boyfriend basically pressed his face against every tank. It was hilarious how he still acted like a child.
When you stepped out you overheard a conversation talking about a dolphin and whale show. Clint dragged you to a giant pool with a seating area. The first row was colored a yellow and a sign said: Will Get Wet.
Of course, your boyfriend being him, sat in that row, you following behind. The show started about twenty minutes later, this guy was dressed in a wet suit with a mic. For about an hour he blabbed about how they trained the animals with kindness and how they had the freedom and were happy.
You just checked your social media, Clint doing the same. But a loud splash made you stop. A giant killer whale did a backflip, the crowd erupted in cheers. "Holy shit!" Clint shouted along with a few others.
"Now, this here is Daisy, she's a killer whale and has been with us for about ten years now." The man said, tossing a fish towards Daisy who swallowed in a swift movement.
She performed a few tricks, getting closer to the crowd bit by bit. It's when she did a double backflip that it affected you. The water soaked the whole first three rows. Some people were okay with that, some were beyond pissed and left. "Hahaha, (Y/N) your makeup is smudging." He pointed towards your face.
"You ass! Fix it." You said frantically. He swiped some ruined mascara, then kissed you. "All better." He took your hand in his squeezing it.
After the show was over, you went to the last exhibition; the shark tank. There's a lot of different types of sharks like the angel sharks, the sand shark and your personal favorite, the hammerhead shark. You both gawked in shock hen you saw a diver drop in the tank and swim with them for a while. "He's a brave man." Said Clint.
"You're literally an Avenger." You said. "I know but like, those are sharks." He replied, still looking at the diver. "You fight aliens and shit, but you're afraid of sharks?" You laughed. "Hey, those aliens don't have three rows of teeth." He concluded. "You never know..." You mumbled.
You both were done and bored, it was around five. On your way out, you both stopped at the gift shop. The shelves were filled with stuffed toys, key-chains, shirts, postcards and all that stuff that you regret buying a few months later.
Clint bought you a Daisy stuffed whale, an I Heart The Sea T-shirt for Thor and a little dolphin key-chain for Steve's motorbike keys. You stopped at a cute Hydra themed hat and bought it for Bucky, you didn't know if he'd laugh or freak out and get triggered.
The two of you walked out, hand in hand as always, but this time with a bag in each of your free ones. "Had fun?" He asked. "I think you had more fun than the kids, but yeah it was fun." You laughed, bumping your shoulder against his.
He unlocked the car, popping the trunk, where you set the bags and hopped in. You sat once again, unlocking your phone and swiping through the pictures you had taken. There were about twenty selfies with Clint in front of the tanks and some pictures of the rays that Clint bursts into fits of laughter just when thinking about it.
You arrive home, to quickly change and drop off the bags. As soon as Clint set foot in the house he sighed loudly. "Do you know what (Y/N)? I like it when we just cuddle and stay home." He said, placing the bags on the countertops. "Is that what you want to do?" You asked, a coy smile tugging the sides of your mouth. "YES!" He shouted, kicking off his shoes and taking off his shirt seconds later.
"I knew you wanted to cuddle this..." He motioned towards his nude chest, you just giggled and gave him a hug. He wrapped his fairly muscular arms around you, breathing in the smell of your hair. "Smells like chlorine, you fish." He joked. "Who's fault is that? Mister front row?" You shot back grinning. You lift your lips to his and give him a chaste kiss. "Do you wanna share a shower?" You asked.
"Fuck yeah!" He shouted.
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