// Clint Barton // Blind Date //

Clint drums his fingers on the side of the dining table he was eating at, waiting for his blind date that his 'friend' Tony had set him up on.

The small diner was pretty empty, just a few booths like the one he was at, and then the bar table. It wasn't like a classic 70's diner, more like, a sweet, modern café, with lots of nude colors (not like that perverts) and paintings of frozen ponds and scenery.

His head shot up when he heard the bell above the door ring as he saw a woman come in.

She was about (Hght), with a (Col), (Lgth) dress, and her (H/c) hair styled, her (H/l) locks into (a) (Styl).

Behind her followed another girl, with auburn hair and green eyes, in a simple sweater and jeans combo.

The auburn haired girl looked around and waves at Clint, walking over.

"Hi there, I'm (F/n), this is the address for the café I was given, your Clint, right?" She asks.

He nods, "And you're my date, I presume?"

The girl smiles, "No silly, that's (Y/n) over there, I was just escorting her," She finishes and walks over to the first girl, putting her arm in the crook of the girl's and walking over to the table.

The green-eyed girl drops her off at the table and waves, "Have fun you two," and she walks out.

Clint turns back to the girl and the girl (you) smiles. "I'm (Y/n)," you say.

Clint smiles, "I'm Clint."

You two pause and sit in silence for a moment until Clint chuckles. "This is my first blind date in a while, my friend Tony just set me up on this one."

You giggle, "Well, every date is blind to me."

"What, don't have much of a social life and (F/n)
needs to find you all your dates?" He jokes.

You sigh, "Well no, actually, I'm blind." You say.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have." He says, placing a hand on yours

You shake your head, "No, it's ok. It's my problem, not yours."

He sighs, "Well, if it's any consolation, I bet you look great tonight." You say and smile.

He grins, "Not as good as you do."

"(F/n) is my personal stylus," you say and laugh, "without her it would look like I got dressed in the dark, which I kinda would have."

Clint smiles, "I'm gonna grab us some food, what would you like? I could read you the menu."

You smile, "I know what I want, (F/n) briefed me."

"I would have the (Fd/itm) special please," you request.

"Got it." He says and walks off.

When he returns with your food and the two of you start eating, you start chatting and laughing, and soon, the date is over.

"I wish this could have lasted longer," you say to him as he walks you out to (F/n)'s car.

"I do to," he replies, opening the car door.

You give a sly grin and enter the car, "I'll have my people call your people."

"It's a date."

~~~

Clint arrives back at Stark Tower when Tony comes up to him.

"Hey bud, how was the blind date?" He asks, clapping a hand on his back.

"Her people will call my people, meaning you, so don't screw this up." Clint says, a serious tone in his voice.

Tony smirks, "No problem bird brain."

Clint sighs, "Can't wait for my next blind date."