An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Our Love is...
Clint is 36, he's certain he's not going to meet his soulmate, not after all of the Avengers met theirs the second they all assembled. He's pretty sure that just means he went the wrong direction, but it's fine, he'll just get a dog. Except it seems Fate has other plans for him and sees him falling through a black hole only to stumble into a whole new thing to have reservations about.








