@worstversionofhimself // starter call
“I’ve really been questioning you, lately.”

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@worstversionofhimself // starter call
“I’ve really been questioning you, lately.”
"It’s New Year’s. Aren’t we supposed to be making out?" ^worstversionofhimself^
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"I'm waiting on you." Clint said with a smirk, sipping his glass of soda.
“How did you get that?” ^worstversionofhimself^
Clint touched the bruise under his eyes and shrugged a bit. "Sparing with Natasha." He said simply, having matching bruises on his ribs.
"I'm not a kid, you know. Stop treating me like one." ^worstversionofhimself^
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"I didn't realize I was treating you like a kid." Clint said as he put a plate of food he made in front of him. He wasn't sure what he was doing wrong with him, was he really treating him like a kid?
“Can I be your New Year’s Eve Kiss?” ^worstversionofhimself^
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Clint blinked for a moment before shrugging slightly. "Whatever floats your boat." He wasn't all that surprised the kid asked. He seen the way he looked at him most of the time.