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“---already got your glass filled and the dogs are waiting for your lap to be open for them to suck up to you.” he can’t say much about the junk food in his house. she can scold him for it tomorrow when she’s had her fill of liquor. “you want to tell me what’s bothering you?”
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Steve loves his job and loves his boss. If he didn’t, he would’ve have done half the things he had done for Natasha. And it means he takes betrayal personally, even when it never directly affects him. So tonight there’s three cooling corpses and if anyone asks (but no one ever does) where Steve is, about ten dozen people and a security camera can confirm he spent the whole night at a dive bar getting drunk.
His alibi also means he can safely visit Natasha, which is always a highlight. It’s easy for him to slip into the room, all the guards recognize him and let him through with no words spoken. “Hey, Boss,” he greets her, dipping his head in deferment, “I finished that last job. Anything else for me tonight?”
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“I know you’re probably well aware of it and pursue a certain purpose with it, but I still see it as my duty to inform you that one can see your bra. It’s a nice one, though. Victoria’s Secret?”
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Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
[text: Widow] if I told you I loved you, would you have to kill me?
“I made this for you.”
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Clint grabbed the mug of coffee Natasha held out to him with a smile. “You’re being oddly nice to me today. Any particular reason?” He asked before taking a sip from the mug.
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“I like these quiet nights.” He smiled over at Natasha as he settled on his couch. He had invited her to his place for a change and he’d cleaned it up as much as he needed to before having her over. He had even gone out and gotten some real food rather than just filling his fridge with beer and takeout containers.
“So, who is it that you’re fucking? Are they hotter than me? Younger? What is it?”
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“It’s none of your business who I’m fucking.” The archer growled. “You don’t see me asking you who you’re fucking, do you?”
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“I’m telling you I heard something in the alley.” He cocked his head toward the alley, listening for any kind of movement. He wasn’t sure why she didn’t believe him. “I just want you to be careful, Nat.”
