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“You’re weird.” Clint chuckled though and pressed his forehead against hers in return. “And beautiful.”
“So, what do we do now? All men and women who are friends kiss at some point, but not all of them do something with it afterwards. What are we gonna do, Clint?” Bobbi asked, pecking his lips one more time because she couldn’t get enough of him in that moment.
such as it was it seemed like it would be a considerable length of time before natalia would get back home to her old brownstone with the cat she couldn’t get rid of – but wasn’t sure exactly how she would feel if it just up and left, she took it upon herself to start apartment hunting. only because man could not live on room service alone, well she could, but it seemed to be more trouble and money than it was worth.
that afternoon, this evening, she’d rolled between blocks and houses, apartments and townhouses, flats and studios with the sticking problem being not month to month but quarter chunks of time - which would have been fine, had she known what exactly was going on with ..well, anything, frankly.
turning to leave, the button to lock her car up pressed over the shoulder while she cradled a phone against her face, “no, no i’ll be by on thursday to pick up liho,” she sighed, “i’d really appreciate it if you didn’t – oh you already did, thank you, yes of course, yes, i’ll try to back to visit for new years at the latest,” the woman who lived below her was really …the most normal and stable person that she’d had in years, not that she was ever going to just up and share how many years that was with people, but still.
when she’d started half bouncing in her heels up the brick steps, there was a near miss where she’d spun half way, the back of her hitting the small iron rail while she looked up to make a face - and that, that was why she wasn’t a phone person, and why she wasn’t a cat person, distractions really were not something that were generally allowed.
“Yeah-- might wanna watch your head there.” Bobbi smirked from her car as she pulled up. “You wanna get coffee or something, pretty lady?” To say Bob was bored that day would be an understatement. She decided to go off the clock unless some serious emergency came up, but she was done with the bank robberies that seemed to happen on the daily.
“Just enjoying the show,” Wade says immediately, raising both hands, “I must’ve taken a wrong turn somewhere, as I’m guessing you weren’t trying to hire me.”
Bobbi rolled her eyes, dropping down to the floor silently and grabbing a water bottle. “Yeah--” she nodded in between sips. “I prefer to do my dirty work myself.”
“No, really. I’m just this disaster of a human being when I’m not playing Hawkeye, I run on coffee, refuse to walk Lucky, I hate showering, I’m wearing pjs at noon… I could go on with my list of cons.”
“Guess I must really adore disasters then.” Bobbi said with a quiet hum as she looked down at him. “You’re not a disaster, not to me. Alright?” She ran her fingers through his hair, pressing her forehead to his.
“Can I help you?” Bobbi looked down at the person who walked into the warehouse she made a training room in Metropolis for the time she was there. “I don’t mean to be that hero, but I’m sorta off the clock here.” She grunted, moving up the next peg.
Clint watched her sign then glanced back at her with a smile on his face, he liked that she had learned ASL for him just after what happened. It was supposed to have been temporary, like when he was a kid, but it seemed to be sticking around a couple of years later. “No… no, you’re the one who’s too good for me, Bob.”
“Don’t say that.” Bobbi interlocked her fingers with his, lips still brushing against each other’s. He lost his hearing to save her--- if she could’ve saved herself he would’ve been fine. But he gave a part of himself away for her, a part that Bobbi could never give back.
When she kissed his jaw line, he couldn’t help but grin about it and allowed himself to enjoy the gentle kisses while running his hand through her hair. “You’re my home too.” Clint ran his hand down her back, his thumb made circle patterns once in a while. “You always were amazing to me, Bob.” He did sacrifice something very important for her after all.
Bobbi sat up so she was straddling him now, a smile graced her lips as she held up the sign for ‘I love you’. She did--- whether or not it had been completely platonic all these years didn’t matter. She just knew she did. Bobbi held the sign for just a moment before leaning back in to press a careful kiss on his lips. “You’re good to me too. Way more than I ever deserve.” She whispered against him.
When God is gone and the Devil takes hold, who will have mercy on your soul? || RIP Sara Lance
“Hm? What? Did I?” Clint frowned for a second but then grinned with a nod. “I did, was that the wrong thing to do?”
“It was exactly the right thing.” Bobbi promised him, moving in for another kiss. She dragged her lips away from his and buried her face in his neck so she could leave light kisses along his jaw. “You’re my home, you know that? No matter where we are, I’m fine because I’ve got your back and you’ve got mine. I don’t care if my family thinks I’m at some fake dead end assistant job. I know my worth right here.”
Clint smiled against her lips just before she kissed him. It felt very natural, not at all awkward like he had thought about over the years of knowing her. He responded with a very eager, but just as gentle kiss of his own.
Bobbi’s hands traveled down his jaw, along his shoulders, and finally resting firmly on his biceps as she continued to kiss him. She pulled back a little just to catch her breath, a small smile on her lips. “Clint Barton, did you just kiss me?”
She could have heard his name from any number of places: gossip mags, news about Queen Industries making a jump to Metropolis, or if she were well connected enough, she may know of his night life. Ollie always found it best to let people place his face on their own instead of trying to lead them. “I dunno, maybe you have. Ever been to Star City?” He asked, before a grin broke across his features. “Wait a minute, Wayne threw a party? And I missed it? God, I knew I should have moved here sooner.” He chuckled before returning his eyes to her. “Is there a lot of crime here? You wouldn’t think it in a city like this.”
“No, I can’t say that I have. But while I’m out visiting I might as well.” Bobbi shrugged. “Yeah, a gala after the entire thing at the signing--- don’t get too excited, some weirdo named Joker crashed it.”
barbara approached the woman, stepping over the bodies of the men. “this city isn’t my usual stomping ground.” she admitted with a shrug. “your question is probably better aimed at superman. but back in gotham…yeah, they do. you get used to it.”
“back where i’m from they typically aim for the face, normally they’re not usually a combination of big and fast.” bobbi rubbed at her side. “oh right--- gotham? what’s it like over yonder?”
“Do you knows where adults go to scavenge their own candy? I’ve been trying to find a place like that for years. I can’t remember the last time I went out trick or treating—but I guess staying in for a couple’s night might be a more grown-up speed.”
“Oooh, couple’s night. And how is Mr. Fantastic?” Bobbi teased with a suggestive smirk.
It wasn’t like it was intentional. How could a mistake that now involved a very respectably sized pot hole in the middle of a Metropolis side-walk be intentional? Especially with everything going on, all of the murmurs that the supers were the ones causing the problems. No, it’s not like Tony meant to launch the boot of an Iron Man suit into the street. But things happen. Maybe he was being a little careless, but it wasn’t like he intended for it to happen.
So, here he was, stepping out onto the street, raising a brow in the direction of the startled onlooker.
“In my defense, you could have just not been standing right there.”
“And in mine, you could be a lot more careful. What if I was a five year old child, hmm?”
“Hm… this.” Clint leaned up to fill the space between them, his lips hovered just against hers but he didn’t kiss her just yet.
Bobbi stared at Clint, so close that when they spoke their lips brushed against one another. “Then I’ll just have to do this.” She told him, not having to move very much to press her lips against his in a careful kiss.
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“Avengers Assemble! As in get your asses up and let’s go!”
