Lips Of An Angel (Song Fic) - ClintxReader

Okay so I don’t know all too much about Hawkeye. I certainly don’t know as much about him as Iron Man or some others! I did wanna try and write this though because I thought it’d be a good idea. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! Let me know if I should make any changes!

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Honey why you calling me so late?
It’s kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper cause I can’t be too loud

You have history with a certain one of the Avengers. Before he was sent on his mission to kill Natasha, before he brought her back to SHIELD to become an agent, the two of you were very close. The relationship was never an official thing but you spent nights together or went out to dinner or both (cause food and sex yanno?).

After he brought Natasha back though, the two of them ended up bonding. After a while, you were completely out of the picture. Their relationship was private. Everyone knew they were dating, but they never showed it.

You knew he was over you for sure! You were over him too! It’s been a long time and you had time to move on. The two of you walked by each other every day at SHIELD headquarters like nothing ever happened even though you both knew deep down inside things would never be the same.

You were happy as you were! You had a great job and great friends and a great life! What else could you want? You had lost all desire to be with Clint, until you had too much to drink one night...

Well, my girl’s in the next room.
Sometimes I wish she was you.
I guess we never really moved on.
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
Girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Work was stressful today. You woke up late to start your day. That meant you were late for a Friday meeting. That didn’t make Director Fury very happy! When you got there, he just gave you a look to say “we’ll talk later”. He gave you his usual lecture and with that you went on your way.

There were more mishaps in the course of your day. You were so glad it was Friday, because you needed a stiff drink. You got home around 7 and headed for the liquor cabinet.

It’s funny that you’re calling me tonight
And, yes I’ve dreamt of you too
And does he know you’re talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don’t think she has a clue

Clint looked down at his phone as it chimed. He hesitated to answer. He peeked around the corner into the bedroom where Natasha was fast asleep, then answered.

“Hello?” he whispered.

“Wow. I don’t remember your voice being that sexy.” you slurred, drunk on the other end of the phone.

“(Y/N).. Are you drunk?” Clint questioned.

“Noo. No. I’ve had like..some number of drinks. I lost count.” you answered. Clint was surprised by how well you could speak for as many drinks as you had.

“I’m coming over there. Let me in, okay?” he sounded annoyed.

“You mad bro?!” you yelled into the phone.

He hung up. That meant he was on his way to come tend to his drunk ex-lover.

Well, my girl’s in the next room.
Sometimes I wish she was you.
I guess we never really moved on.
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
Girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

You looked up at the door as you heard his knuckles lightly tapping the wood form the other side.

“It’s me.” he spoke.

You got up and went to the door. You opened it wide to let him come through. He was in casual grey pajama pants that barely held on to his hips. If he lost a pound, they might fall right off. He had on a black t-shirt that you knew oh so well. You’d slept in that shirt before. Back in the day..

“Are you okay?” he asked carefully.

“Yeah. I’m doing better than when I called you. Still not all the way there.” a grin snuck onto your lips accompanied by a chuckle.

“I can stick around for a bit if you want?” he offered.

You were about to say yes when you let reality find it’s way to your mind. You couldn’t let him stay. He had a girlfriend at home. That was no longer you and you thought you had already accepted it, but you’re drunk self revealed otherwise. Either way, you couldn’t be so selfish.

“You should get back home to your girl. I shouldn’t have bothered you. I’m sorry, Clint.” your voice was barely a whisper by the end of your statement.

“(Y/N), do YOU want me to stay?” he asked, looking intensely at you.

You managed to meet his gaze and answer, “Yes, I do.”

It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
Girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye
Girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

You sat down on the couch with a glass of water in hand. You put a movie on TV, but neither you or Clint were paying attention to it. The two of you were carrying on a conversation.

Then, in one magical moment, you both leaned in for the kill. When your lips crashed together, you felt all the feelings you buried deep inside and it seemed like he had a similar reaction. You pulled away and looked into his eyes, then you melted into his arms again. You had missed kissing the lips of an angel.

Honey, why you calling me so late?