Everything Now ??Winterhawk??

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"Clint. That's my name now," He smiled and sat back down beside Buck, who intentionally brushed his fingers over Clint's hand under the table. Just emotional support he told himself.

"Nah, that's cool man." Sam didn't smile but he did give a genuinely kind look.

"I'm proud of you, buddy." Nat patted his shoulder, but she had some serious questions for him later. Like why was Bucky's hand on his leg?

"Yeah, same here," Steve smiled at him.

"Clint Barton, you are an icon and a beacon of inspiration!" Tony lifted his soda can in a toast, everyone soon joining in. A large grin spread out across Clint's face as he clinked his third Red Bull to everyone else's drinks. Bucky did the same with his water bottle, one simple thought running through his head.

That smile, God, I'm screwed.

"So." Steve went on to change the subject quickly, which Clint was thankful for. "Who's going to the game Friday?"

"I am," Bucky smirked.

"Shut up, you have to be there, you're line backer!" Steve laughed at the stupid joke.

"Pep's in cheer, duh, I have to go," Tony mumbled around a mouth full of food.

"Bruce and I'll be there." Natasha pushed her boyfriend with her shoulder. He gave her a wide eyed look.

"I will?"

"How cute, the married couple's already making plans for each other," Sam laughed.

"No, what really scares me it that this girl was expelled in 6th grade for breaking a boy's nose. How did she wind up with the softest guy in the world," Clint joked, earning him a punch in the arm from Natasha. Tony laughed as his own friend's face turned red.

"Peggy gonna be there, huh, Steve?" Suddenly all attention was on the blond. Everyone expected him to blush and give a small smile.

"Yeah!" He grinned wide. "And we're gonna go for dinner tonight!"

"Oh my God, Steven Grant Rogers, my son is growing up!" Bucky cried and ran up behind Steve to hug him. "My boy got a date!"

"Get off!" Steve laughed and shoved Bucky away.

"Well, who's gonna be there rootin for Mr. Heart of Steel, huh?" Tony's cocky sneer made Bucky stall in returning to his seat.

"If all of you aren't cheering me on, don't think I won't cry."

"That would be a sight to see," Sam chuckled.

"I'll bring a big sign that just says BEAT THEIR ASS BUCKY! Is that good enough?" Clint grinned, crushing his empty Red Bull can and sliding it down the table towards Tony. He grabbed it and chucked it back at Clint.

"Perfect," Bucky put his hands on his hips then sat back. "At least someone appreciates me."

"Shut up, you drama queen."

"I hate you."

"Hey, where's blondie?" Natasha shut the angsty boys down. Tony simply gestured to another table a little ways away where Thor was sat, an arm around Jane as they spoke to another girl and boy.

"Get some, Thor!" Clint stood and yelled, hands around his mouth.

"You're a fucking idiot," Bucky laughed, shaking his head.

"Aw, man, I missed someone being an idiot," Scott whined as he dropped his stuff down and sat beside Steve.

"Eh, I mean, you're an idiot too, Tic Tac."

"Sam's bullying me!"

"You have a weird definition of bullying," Vis mumbled, not looking up from his book. Tony nabbed it quickly, throwing it at Scott who yelled in surprise.

"Assault!!"

"I hate every one of you."

"No ya don't," Clint giggled, wrapping his arms around Natahsa. Bucky's stomach went all flippy and he suddenly wasn't so hungry.

What the hell is wrong with me?

The group promptly notified Scott of Clint's gender identity which led to Clint informing everyone of the fact that he did not want the news spread.

"You can tell Pepper, and Peggy, and Hope," he nodded at the corresponding boys. "But please, don't let it spread."

Everyone agreed.

"Clint Barton Protection Squad, assemble!"

"God, I hate you.." Clint mumbled, this time cracking open a Monster.

"Nope," Bucky took it from him and held it high over his head.

Steve watched his best friend's eyes glitter at how loudly Clint was laughing and clambering up to reach his drink. He'd have to ask about that later.