Hey i love your work. I've made a request before so i hope this is ok. If you're still taking requests... could you do one where the reader (is really clumsy) feels like they arent wanted. But Clint picks up on it and does what they can to make her feel loved and safe. I am going through this and have been looking for things to read to cheer me up. Your work aways makes me smile. If not its ok.
a/n: ofc !! i hope this can bring u some comfort <<333 i made one similar w bucky here
in which you are very clumsy but Clint is always there to catch you
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You fumbled over your words as you hurried to pick up the papers you dropped, putting them in a pile and ignoring the way the team tried to hide their laughter.
“what i was- so basically we have to just go in and get the stuff and get out” you finished, clearing your throat and avoid the others gaze.
“yeah y/n we got that we just needed the files to see the layout of the building” tony spoke, giving you a tight smile as your eyes widened and your face burned.
“oh, right” you nodded, handing out the papers once more before excusing yourself and leaving the room.
You made a B-line to the restroom, tears already pricking at your eyes as you hurried in, locking the door before letting out a shaky breath. You felt the tears fall from your eyes, vision blurry and you looked in the mirror, cringing at your state.
There was a knock at the door and you wiped your eyes, blowing your nose and calling out, ‘one second!’
You checked yourself in the mirror once more before giving up and opening the door, excusing yourself quickly without even looking up.
“y/n” Clint spoke, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into his chest, you pulled away, knowing you would cry again if he held you.
“I’m fine” you stated, walking away and going back to the conference room.
As you entered the room only steve stood there, gathering some papers already in his tactical suit. You looked around for the rest of the team, walking towards steve.
“where’d everyone go?” You questioned, helping him staple the papers together before heading out towards the quinjet.
“we’re gonna go do the mission right now” he trailed off, stopping you before you reached the doors.
“okay? I’m ready” you spoke, going to walk past him, but he stopped you before you could get far.
“you arent going, I’m sorry” steve sighed, giving you a tight smile and turning to leave, stopping before he opened the door.
“we just can’t afford to mess this up” he spoke, opening the door and leaving you alone in the hall. You felt the lump in your throat and you laughed dryly to yourself.
You knew they would get tired of your clumsy ways at some point, you never imagined they would just shut you out of missions.
You turned around, exiting the main part of the compound and heading towards your room. Clint finding you on the way, he opened his mouth to say something but you ignored him, walking right past him.
He frowned, following you and grabbing your wrist, forcing you to look at him.
“y/n talk to me” he spoke softly and you looked at him, sobs racking your body as you buried your face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly.
“they don’t want me anymore, i always mess it up, steve said they can’t mess this mission up that’s why they told me to stay back” you hiccuped, wiping your tears away as Clint led you to your room.
“darling i promise it’s not because of that, they could only take a couple people, that’s why they left me behind too, didn’t even take Tony” he comforted you, sitting next to you on your bed, holding your hand tightly.
“but they laugh at me everytime i mess up or i drop something” you mumbled, blowing your nose on a tissue he handed you.
“I’ll tell them to stop doing that, I want you happy y/n” Clint smiled, kissing your temple as you wiped your face with the back of your hands.
When part of the team returned you were sleeping, Clint gathering them in the living room and explaining what had happened, steve beating himself up over his word choice and making sure he apologized when you woke up.
During meetings Clint was close by, catching your papers when you dropped them and handing them to you quickly, a smile on his face. Anytime you tripped he caught you, never letting you hit the floor.
“cant believe you’re always there for me” you smiled, walking hand in hand with Clint towards the living room.
“I’ll always be here to catch you darling” he smiled, kissing your cheek as you smiled up at him.
Clint knew how clumsy you were, but he didn’t care. He loved catching you when you fell, winking at you when he handed you your papers, most of all he loved the way you felt comfortable around him, thanking him after every gesture.
You loved how comforting he was, never making you feel embarrassed and always showering you in love if something had gone bad, he was always there for you no matter what.
