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continuing from here.
[ in spite of how things had gone earlier, the word from hill that they were still on the enemy's radar, and how the night had nearly ended just a few hours prior, the pick-up's gone off without a hitch. a medical team looks them over (no drastic injuries, just a few scratches and bruises) and there's a quick debriefing with hill before they're dismissed to clean up and recuperate before they land back in new york.
they head to the sleeping quarters - a little later than she'd promised, but any sleep is better than none - and fall into a fitful sleep in the same bed for a few hours (both are exhausted, but you can only sleep so well on a flying fortress no matter how tired you are). she awakes to hills voice over the comms - they'll be arriving within two hours.
she turns to clint, glancing over her shoulder (a bit awkward while his arm is still draped over her waist) and nudges his side lightly with her elbow. ]
Hey. [ her voice is kept soft, too, she doesn't want him to startle and knock her out of bed. ] Wake up.
[ in spite of how things had gone earlier, the word from hill that they were still on the enemy's radar, and how the night had nearly ended just a few hours prior, the pick-up's gone off without a hitch. a medical team looks them over (no drastic injuries, just a few scratches and bruises) and there's a quick debriefing with hill before they're dismissed to clean up and recuperate before they land back in new york.
they head to the sleeping quarters - a little later than she'd promised, but any sleep is better than none - and fall into a fitful sleep in the same bed for a few hours (both are exhausted, but you can only sleep so well on a flying fortress no matter how tired you are). she awakes to hills voice over the comms - they'll be arriving within two hours.
she turns to clint, glancing over her shoulder (a bit awkward while his arm is still draped over her waist) and nudges his side lightly with her elbow. ]
Hey. [ her voice is kept soft, too, she doesn't want him to startle and knock her out of bed. ] Wake up.
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[ she smirks at him before he reaches out to touch her cheek, and her eyes close for about half a second as she lets herself enjoy the affection. this is unfamiliar, and yet comfortable, and she feels a little reassured at how natural it feels. it's still something she needs to ease into, though. ]
I got enough. [ she's used to operating on very little sleep, which she knows he knows. ] Could use some coffee, though.
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We better get a move on then.
[ he kisses her quickly, not quite wanting to push these recently knocked down boundaries any further, and stands up to get ready. to him all of this feels right, more than right even, caught up in the wake of all the emotions he's been trying to ignore for a while. could anyone blame him for needing a distraction from all the other stuff occupying his mind since he became loki's plaything?
getting ready this time is much quicker, considering they mostly slept in their clothes. a more work appropriate shirt and re-equipping some of his gear is all that's really necessary for right now. ]
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[ she kisses him back, brief as it is, and starts to get ready herself. her jeans and shoes are pulled back on, then her gun is re-holstered, then after some thoughts, she pulls a more appropriate shirt out of her bag, shedding the one she'd slept in. ]
headcanony comic things ahoy
So. [ he says casually (a little too casually) over his paper cup of terribly burnt and oversugared coffee. ] Going back to Starks after this?
[ the one or two other shield employees sitting in the breakroom were within earshot so he kept the question general. after the whole avengers thing it was pretty well known that stark opened a few custom apartments up to the team as a thank you or something. clint appreciated it at least; if he wants to stay in new york it's either stark tower or the shield treskilion facility. the former is much more appealing. ]
i am totally cool with this!
Hadn't decided yet. [ she has a place in the city set up out of the way of shield as well as her quarters in shield, but she hasn't been to her place in stark tower yet and is a bit curious. if he wants to go to his, well, that makes her trip significantly shorter.
it may be a bit lacking in privacy, though. ]
Were you?
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it's unnerving, to say the least. which is why stark's is so tempting. ]
Dunno. [ translation: dear god, no. ] Beats traveling just to be back here in a couple of days.
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'A couple days' is pretty optimistic. [ she's thinking they'll be called back in by tomorrow evening. ] But that makes sense.
[ a beat. ] Did he give you a key?
i...wrote this last night and never submitted it. wth self!
Don't need one, I guess? Jarvis, voice recognition something or other.
[ he takes a long drink of his coffee before looking down at his watch. ] Should be landing soon.
awwww! sob, i've definitely done that before.
she doesn't mind it, really. it's not as if she knows anything else. ]
Guess we'll find out. [ which pretty much answers his question. she sips her own coffee. ] We got everything ready?
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how could that bode well for what he said to her last night?
that flash of doubt is gone as quick as it comes. it's time to be an agent for another half an hour at least, get released, worry about the outside world for a day or two before coming back and doing it all over again. ]
Yup. Let's get to Hill before I get another demerit.
[ landing is easy enough without them being on the bridge but everything goes off well, they get what few personal effects they brought with them and a stern reminder about checking in at an exact time in the next couple of days. ]
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their debriefing goes off without a hitch, their items are collected, and they head out onto the streets of the city. she glances up at him as they start walking. ]
You want to head right over, or do you want to pick up food or something first?
how did i miss this in my inbox /facepalm
[ it's not really a question; he knows he wont get much push back on that option. he's already in the process of flagging down a taxi. It should be a quick stop to grab takeout before heading to Stark Tower. ]
I really hope Stark's not home.
[ all clint wants to do is relax for as long as humanly possible without any interruptions. ]
awww no worries! (i can't stop using this icon)
[ she snorts with laughter as a cab pulls up, and she opens the door so both can slip inside. ]
If he is, I'll change the security codes so he can't come onto either floor.
[ 'either floor' meaning her floor or his, whichever they're deciding to spend their (alleged) days off. ]
it's pretty adorable~ also such a short taaag, sry
[ the ride from hq to the japanese place isn't too long, and as predicted they are within walking distance from the
gaudygigantic stark tower. not that anything tony stark puts his name on would be easy to miss. ]so is that one! and it doesn't matter it's still lovely
[ they put in a take-out order, which is carried along with them to the tower. it turns out that clint is correct and a voice recognition system gets them inside the doors of the tower. ]
No way to tell if anyone else is home, at least not yet.
♥ ♥ ♥
[ getting inside is easy enough, though they do seem a bit out of place without suits or uniforms on. the building is high traffic with stark industries employees bustling around the entire ground floor. they opt for picking a less busy elevator at the end of the row and are prompted by a computer's voice to select a destination. ]
Uhh [ he turns and gives her an unsure look. ] Clint Barton's apartment?
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she glances over her shoulder at him, stepping inside and setting her bag down. ]
Looks pretty nice.
go nuts with describing the place if you want.
had to be pepper's doing. he was suddenly extremely curious about the other four apartments. ]
Beats the Triskelion. Except for the Tony having full control over it part.
[ he steps past her, putting his bag and the takeout down on the kitchen counter. might as well take a look around the place first. ]
sob i was going to google something but i have no idea what clint would like
At least the beds are probably more comfortable than back at HQ.
it's all good~
Anything is more comfortable than those things.
[ after getting a good look of the front rooms and what appears to be a training area (complete with target) he goes down the hall to the bedroom. clint's in no way materialistic, could care less about having another place to crash in reality (hotels will do when hq becomes too much), but the king size bed is a sight for sore eyes. he'd kiss tony stark right now if it didn't open himself up for endless ridicule, something he preferred to not be on the receiving end of. ]
That'll do.
<3!
He doesn't do anything halfway, does he?
[ and then clint gets a subtly playful smile. ]
<333
[ he looks over at her and sees that look on her face, suddenly not at all interested in food. he reaches for both her hands as he backs towards the bed, mirroring the smile with a lot less subtlety (par for the course with him). ]
I was promised sleep.
[ he's not really interested in the sleep either. ]
oh my god that icon. curse you and your stupid adorable face, renner!
[ she follows his lead, pushing him back against the mattress when they reach the edge of the bed and trapping him between her knees. ]
I didn't say it'd be peaceful sleep.
right? he's so dorky and adorable. i need more icons of his face.
I wasn't expecting it. I've shared a bed with you before.
[ he lobs the comment playfully at her as he falls bad on the bed, his hands finding her hips as he lays back. ]
he really is and i can only approve of more of his face! (sob this tag is so short)
[ she leans down to kiss him, keeping it light and teasing and playful as her hands roam over his chest. ]
I just wish more people would icon him (and no worries~, it's lovely)
ikr the icon/rp world needs more renner
need those bb!renner icons, get on it people!
the muscles in his stomach tighten below her, body reacting to each touch from her in kind like tendrils of electricity is flowing from her fingertips. he's convinced she could destroy a man with just that touch (how lucky is it that she decided he was worthy of it). his hand slides along her back in a gentle caress he's sure wont drive her as mad, but maybe catching her lower lip between his will do the trick. ]