( he knows, ultimately, that neither of them are likely going to be the ones to broach that whole topic. even if sharon wasn't here, it's not what clint would lead with, and now he's met nat, it's definitely not what clint would lead with. at this point, he's not sure what he'd start with, if the myriad of differences are anything to go by.
maybe it's a conversation just better not had at all. (he knows that's not true.) (but he knows enough, too, to not expect anything.)
it's autopilot, then — more-or-less, at any rate — that has him sliding back on the sofa to sit not quite up, but enough to be looking down at bobbi more than he had. ) —Mm? ( light, questioning, teasing. ) Who's this 'we', Birdie?
[She shifts a little bit so that she can look up at him from his chest and gives him a smile.]
Well I sure as hell am not wanting to crawl into a bath with anyone else here. [She says all fond at him and brings her hand up to paw a bit as his cheek fondly, teasing him right back.]
But I'm impartial as to whose apartment gets the upgrade. Can make use of either yours or mine.
[In some ways it feels like she's doing the wrong thing. Making the attention distinctly more flirtatious then it should be. Like they were trying so good to just cuddle and be normal. Yet there's nothing normal about either of them, and that quadruples when you put them together as a couple.
As long as Clint lets her cuddle with him, she's going to be taking him up on it because let's be honest. This is the closest she's felt to being real person since she's been here.]
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maybe it's a conversation just better not had at all.
(he knows that's not true.)
(but he knows enough, too, to not expect anything.)
it's autopilot, then — more-or-less, at any rate — that has him sliding back on the sofa to sit not quite up, but enough to be looking down at bobbi more than he had. ) —Mm? ( light, questioning, teasing. ) Who's this 'we', Birdie?
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Well I sure as hell am not wanting to crawl into a bath with anyone else here. [She says all fond at him and brings her hand up to paw a bit as his cheek fondly, teasing him right back.]
But I'm impartial as to whose apartment gets the upgrade. Can make use of either yours or mine.
[In some ways it feels like she's doing the wrong thing. Making the attention distinctly more flirtatious then it should be. Like they were trying so good to just cuddle and be normal. Yet there's nothing normal about either of them, and that quadruples when you put them together as a couple.
As long as Clint lets her cuddle with him, she's going to be taking him up on it because let's be honest. This is the closest she's felt to being real person since she's been here.]