#SO GLAD @alphaflyer prompted this

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Words: 8126 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Rating: Mature Relationships: Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Minor Tony Stark, Minor Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Romance, Developing Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Time Travel, Wild West, 1800s, Minor Violence, Canon-Typical Violence, Derogatory Language, Period Typical Attitudes, Period-Typical Sexism, Period-Typical Racism, Prostitution, Horses, All the Western Tropes

When Natasha heard that snap-crackle-pop coming from Tony's time machine and felt herself getting sucked in, she knew there was a problem. When she saw the bullet-riddled sign, "Welcome to Tombstone!", she knew the problem was bigger than she'd feared. But nothing prepared her for Clint Barton, Saloon Proprietor.

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She's Not Her

Summary: Clint spends too much time with the Black Widow look-alike from Rogers the Musical and Kate doesn't like it. @be-compromised Valentine's mini promptathon 2022.

Based on and inspired by @alphaflyer prompt Grills gets straight to the point. "There's someone in Central Park, LARPing as the Black Widow. Thought you should know." With apologies to Alpha, I didn't use the prompt as written but hope I kept with the spirit.

Triggers: This is NOT a Valentine's fic. If you are looking for good guy Clint...run away. You will also not find morally upstanding Clint or family man Clint.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Excerpt:

Incoming text from Grills Small fire. Had to clean up. Sorry going to be late

Clint no problem. gotta run to Kate’s. meet you at park on way

Barton was in New York for a couple of weeks helping his new protégé, Kate Bishop, with Avengers recruitment training. Before arriving, Clint made Grills a special retractable sword for LARPing as a thank you for sticking his neck out during Christmas.

Not wanting attention, Hawkeye threw his hoodie overhead and strolled downtown. Central Park was alive with joggers, moms with strollers, yoga classes and artists. A gaggle of oddly dressed role players greeted him heartily.

Orville called for a break.

“How's it going?” Grills walked over to shake his hand. Clint passed him a compact rod. “Is this it? This is awesome!”

Grills whipped the sword to full extension, testing a graceful slice through the air, killing his next imaginary foe.

“Glad to help.” Clint nodded, trying not to be too amused by the young man’s enthusiasm. “What’s going on today?”

“Drills for the upcoming tournament at Niagara Falls. We had some new people join the group so Missy set extra practice times.” Grills closed the sword then opened it again. “Speaking of, one of them is Cynthia’s roommate. She’s been bugging me to meet you.”

Clint made a face. He wasn’t good at meeting ‘fans’. He preferred if Kate were here for that.

“She’ll understand if not, might be weird.”

“Let me guess. Archer?”

“No.” Grills said slowly and jutted his chin towards a group of girls. “Her.”

Barton’s vision narrowed and everything around faded. The Black Widow from Rogers the Musical chatted with another Viking, pretending not to notice them talking about her. A far away voice called his name.

“Clint.”

Focusing on Grills, Hawkeye choked down the nauseous feeling that threatened to overwhelm him.

“If she’s a friend of yours, sure.”

“Come on, it’s cool.” Grills waved.

The twenty-something bounced over but stopped short, suddenly becoming shy.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Clint.” He offered his hand.

“Hi,” she smiled, holding his hand more than shaking it, “I’m Nadia.”

Hawkeye couldn’t help but stare. He’d seen many black widow look-alikes over the years but never one so dangerously close to the real thing, even her name was reminiscent of his partner.

“Grills said you saw Rogers over break.” She clasped her hands behind her back looking up at him with long lashed blue eyes. “Did you like it?”

Nadia bit her bottom lip. Clint found himself wanting to nibble on it too. He cleared his throat trying to remember the question.

“I liked the way you danced…I mean, Nat was a ballerina. You did a good job. She would’ve liked your dancing.”

“That means so much coming from you, thank you.” She beamed and touched his arm. Clint swallowed hard. “We changed a few things since the first performance. I could leave tickets for you and Kate? If you’re not too busy.”

Kate. Shit.

“Sounds good. Can I get your number from Grills and let you know when? I’m supposed to be at Kate’s now.”

She looked from Grills to Clint and back to Grills, nudging the tall firefighter.

“Actually, we're heading to McCaffrey's when we're done here. Why don’t you and Kate stop by later?”

“She and I have an early recruit session tomorrow.” It was a lame excuse but he was uncomfortable with how much he wanted to see the singing Black Widow again.

“They have really good pizza…” The pretty actress baited.

It had been months since he ate a good New York slice.

“We’ll swing by.” Clint conceded, tearing his gaze from Natash…Nadia. “See you both then.”

At Kate’s, Clint put the final touches on her indoor range. She wanted to order dinner but he suggested McCaffrey’s with the group.

“Grills will be there?” She perked up.

“He said make sure to bring you.” Barton didn't feel the need to tell her about the Rogers tickets yet.

“Let me get changed!” Kate bounded off to her room.

The LARPers had their own section on the upper level. Whether it was because they were regulars or because the staff wanted them separate from the locals, Clint wasn't positive.

They found their way to Missy, Wendy and Orville. Kate, having been on the west coast the past few months, screamed and ran into their arms.

“I missed you guys so much!”

Grills came up from behind and handed Clint a beer. Kate and Missy sauntered down to the dance floor with the rest of their group.

“Thanks.” Clint took a sip. “Missy work you hard?”

“And then some.” He scoffed. “I’m about ready to pass out. I don’t know how all these girls are out on the floor. Shoot, especially Nadia. Dancing six days a week in the show and Missy’s strict practice times?”

Clint huffed a laugh, eyes sweeping the place but he knew where she was. He spotted Nadia the moment he walked in, tracking her in his peripheral as he spoke to the boys. He tried to get involved with the conversation but his eyes were drawn to the dance floor below.

Nadia stood out amongst the pulsating crowd, dancing in a short black skirt and barely there halter. She caught his eye and waved, letting her hand run down her neck and between her breasts.

Clint took a long swig of beer.

Her voluptuous hips swayed to the awful music. Wavy red hair slipped through her fingers as she raised her arms over head and arched her back. It was like watching Natasha seduce a mark.

Except this time, the target was Clint.

She danced with Kate and Wendy, rejecting every man that approached, staying in Hawkeye’s view the entire time looking up occasionally to make sure she had his attention.

“Am I right?” Orville hit Clint’s shoulder knocking him out of his trance.

Clint automatically agreed, to the dismay of the three around them.

The girls came back up and they all made their way to a big table. Kate sat next to Grills. Nadia maneuvered next to Clint near the end.

They talked, closing themselves off from the others. She scooted within his space, resting her bare knees on the inside of his, looking completely enamored of him.

“You need my number, don’t forget. For the tickets.” She added quickly.

Clint took her phone and called his. She leaned in, reached through his arm and pressed VIP next to his name, smiling. She was so close he could feel her breath.

A jab to his ribs made Barton sit up straight and jerk his head.

“Ready to go? We have to be at the course early.” Kate shot Nadia a dirty look.

Knowing he would only get himself in trouble if he stayed, Clint agreed and stood to say goodbye. He held up his phone with a little shake to Nadia as he walked out.

Making sure no one was looking, she held up her phone and waved goodbye.

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