“ it’s fine…just like any other night I’d stay over, right? ” wrong. “ i just have less stuff packed, ” she jokes, or attempts to. when everything was repossessed, that also meant her previously STOCKED closet of clothes. Not to mention jewellery, and well, her house..houses. it really all came like a blur, and she didn’t want to think about it too hard. not now. as dreary as she seemed, she was more than thankful she had Clint to count on.
Clint looked at her in silence, knowing this was harder for her than she let show. He walked to stand in front of her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “I know this is new for you anyway. It’s not like another night over and you know that. This is not what you’re used to, but it’s what I can offer you for now. You’re smart, Jan; smart enough that I’m sure you’ll get what you lost.”
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“You look like you’re breathing just fine, Clint.”
“Well yeah, because my nose is now empty.”
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“If you don’t stop doing that I’m going to punch you.”
“But... I can’t breathe...”
“Look!”
“So... uh, I don’t know where to begin. I should empty a drawer for you. Yeah, I’ll do that, you can leave your stuff here for now. Make yourself comfortable?”
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Turns out there was a reason for those pesky monthly Netflix payments: namely being able to pause her binge session long enough to look back at Clint and his pile of groceries. So, the day of reckoning had arrived. He was going to try and poison the un-poison-able. ❝ You sure? I don’t mind helping. Sort of. ❞ Jess stopped her scratching behind Lucky’s ear, readying herself to get up off the couch and assist. ❝ I guess it really depends on what you’re trying to make. ❞
@arrowsbro because chicken tacos
“No, it’s fine, it’s fine.” He showed her his palm. “I’ve got this, you finish that episode. You need to catch up before we can watch together.” Clint had decided he would do this alone and he wouldn’t fail. Slowly, he proceeded to make the taco without distracting himself again. “Aaaand done. It does look like a taco.”
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LIKE NINE YEARS OLD AND SPOILED ROTTEN.
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“I’m not smelling a mysterious stain on your shirt.”
“Well, believe whatever you want. I know the truth.”
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[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse
[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse || @codenamemockingbird
“I swear I’ve gotten better.” This was not a way to show Bobbi he could be independent, or that he was now a better man, this was just Clint showing off. Or at least that’s what he thought. “Let me just—” He clearly had no idea of what was happening in his own kitchen, trying to handle three things at once.
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[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication || @brightica
“Hey. It’s Clint. Yeah, Clint Barton. I know, it’s been ages. But how are you? Same, I guess. I just wanted to— No, I swear. I just wanted to call you to ask how you’re doing. I was watching TV and they were airing 500 Days of Summer and it reminded me of the time we watched it together. Just that. So I was like: oh it’s been a long time since I last heard of Alison.”
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