Breaking In, Shaping Up, Then Checking Out [@banner-and-barton]
Natasha laughs, trying to shake off the feeling of relief. It’s none of her business - although she might find it a little easier to be nicer to the girl in training now. “You must be the first person to say energetic as though it’s a bad thing,” she remarks, heading into the building. “You want to come eat in my office? Saves you having to clear the hazmat zone you call a desk.”
“We should totally eat in your office. Thank you.”, Clint mumbled, looking at the redhead, shrugging then. “I don’t know. She’s just.. too much energy. Also, my desk isn’t that bad, okay?”, he said, glancing at Natasha, because he had looked back as they headed into the building, walking through the hallway.
“If she wasn’t so into you, I might go for her,” Natasha teases, opening the door to her office. “And your desk is atrocious. Really, I’m pretty sure Coulson had a Geiger counter in there earlier. Not to mention Stark’s telling everyone you’re making a nest out of your paperwork.” She sits behind her desk, before reaching for the food - she’s not particularly hungry, but she’ll eat now that Clint’s paid for her food.
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“Joke,” Natasha says after a moment, toying with her food. “Not like you to be so touchy. You should go home, Clint. Get...
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“I’m not possessive.”, Clint answered immediately, looking down on his food then, shrugging. “No need for it, is there?...
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