25 Unicorn Street, Wednesday Morning

[so_hawkward]

Clint had been in an awful mood yesterday, and he wasn't doing much better today. His fuse had been so short that it was practically non-existent, and when he realized he was going to end up snapping at someone at the gym, he'd gone home and sent Barney a series of text messages to find out how things were going in New York. Kitty coming over had helped a little - never let it be said that she wasn't an awesome distraction from the crapfest that was his life - and Clint was glad she'd decided to stay for the night.

But now, Clint was laying in bed and scrolling through his messages, rereading everything he'd sent to Barney. Clint hadn't gotten a single response, and he couldn't stop thinking about the possible reasons his brother was ignoring him. Did Clint's messages piss him off? Was Barney hurt and unable to respond? Did he get fed up with Clint and leave again? No matter what the reason was, there was no way Clint was going to manage to go back to sleep.

[For the ladyfriend!]

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[throughaphase]

"I do get a lot of practice," Kitty smiled, leaning down to kiss him.

[so_hawkward]

There was a little voice in Clint's head insisting that he was going to mess this up, but it was pretty easy to ignore by kissing Kitty back and pulling her on top of him. "We could practice some more, if you want," he said, only slightly wary.

[throughaphase]

"We could do that," she smiled, kissing him again.

And hey, even if he did mess this up, Kitty wasn't gonna be bothered by it today anyway.