"I'm sorry. I'm not normally this…"
"Cold, smelly, hungry, and so tired of being tired you can't remember what a bed feels like?" Bucky asks. He hasn't commented on the hole in Clint's sock, the gray color, or the way Clint knows the socks stink.
Clint swallows heavily, able to smell himself more in this pristine apartment than he does on the street and trying not to feel the sting of 'smelly' as much as he does. It's hard not to when it's true. "That's pretty accurate." He finally says. "How'd you guess?"
"It's been a long 70 years."
Offenders
High end assassin-thief Bucky steals low rent homeless assassin-thief Clint from the NYPD, the FBI, and Steve Rogers all at once. Sex and violence and plot and two guys who don't exactly know how to Relationship figuring it out.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
8 chapters posting September 25-September 30.
A big big thank you to everyone who ran and worked on the WHBB and everyone who sprinted with me, because we all got a hell of a lot done, and it was a ridiculously good time.
As of today, 8/8 chapters are posted. If you've been waiting for that, now is the time to help yourself to ~47k of WinterHawk Murderhusbands.