Apr 14, 2016
Recovery
It wasn’t easy being back. Clint knew that as much as the next guy, and he knew that at some point, he’d have to admit that the nightly waking and screaming maybe, maybe wasn’t the best thing to do. Not healthy, at least. He hummed as he settled in the living area, again watching a show on Starkflix as Tony calls it. He glanced over to see Steve, someone behind him. Yeah. Bucky. Who hadn’t said a word and ignored him for the past two months since Steve dragged him in like a wet, mewling kitten, begging Tony he could keep him.
Except James wasn’t mewling. More hissing. Or being quiet. So Clint went back to watching the show, ignoring that there was someone quite firmly placed next to him.
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