thebetterhcwkeye:
“what did i say about calling me ‘girly-girl’?” kate turned towards him with a frown. she had desperately tried to keep him from calling her ‘katie’ when the first met. the nickname made her cringe almost as much as her full first name did. yet, hearing the nickname from clint always made her day a bit brighter, but no one else was allowed to call her katie. “actually yes. it’s not fair you look that. not when your diet consists of pizza and coffee.” her fingers traced over the red mark adorning his bare skin. his skin was warm beneath her touch. the moment his eyes met hers, kate quickly pulled her hand away as if she were caught doing something she shouldn’t. kate desperately tried to hide her red cheeks, but, of course, clint noticed. he certainly wasn’t walking away without pointing it out which only made it worse. once his back was towards her, she turned to watch as he disappeared into the bathroom.
kate loved to bake. she was pretty good at it too. it was the whole decorating part she absolutely sucked at. she poured the batter into two cake pans before sticking them both in the oven. kate heard to door open to the bathroom, and she glanced down the hall to see clint wrapped in a towel. she couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him. propping herself on the counter, she held another mixing bowl on top of her thighs. the frosting was supposed to be purple, but it was more of a light shade of blue. “the cake’s in the oven,” she began, when she heard him coming towards her. he was dressed in obviously more comfortable clothes, and kate still wore her purple jumpsuit she wore when she was hawkeye. “i tried to make it purple, but now it’s blue.” kate watched clint as he peered into the frosting bowl, and she swiped a bit of frosting on her finger. she smeared the frosting over his nose and the rest across his cheek. she laughed, quite proud of herself. “happy birthday, hawkeye,”
god he missed her , he didn’t out right say it but the way everything fell naturally into place spoke volumes for him. she cut through his shitty humor , knowing it for what it was : self-derogatory behavior and there were some convicted words behind it all that felt justified to him. but in the midst of figuring out his place in this world , kate was a wisp that kept his priorities mostly focused ... mostly. he’s still and will always be argumentative .” to be honest i don’t care if turned red . . .i’d be worried about how it went from purple to red , but - “ the frosting on his nose made him stop and the smile grew a bit more. “ you’re something else , lady hawkeye. “ he murmured and swept up frosting on his thumb and ran a line on her forehead. “ or maybe it’s simba now. “ that smile turned into a smirk as his blue eyes indulged on his work.










