25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday

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Early in the morning, Clint made his way back to his and Natasha's place in a much better mood than someone covered in bandages probably should have been. He'd finally gotten sent on a mission, and sure, it was a pretty simple affair, but he'd been useful, and that felt awesome. Plus, it had been a hell of a lot warmer out in the desert than it was on the island. He was a little sore from crashing through a rooftop as part of his escape route, but he'd had a fairly soft landing and he didn't break anything and he didn't need any kind of blood transfusion, so surely he'd kept his promise that he'd be safe while he was gone?

Clint had barely gotten his shoes off before collapsing onto his bed - okay, it was cold here, but he had a warm place to sleep, so maybe the desert wasn't that much better - and he got even more comfortable as Lucky jumped up onto the bed and licked his face.

"Hey buddy, I missed you too," he said, pulling his phone out and nudging Lucky to lay next to him. He thought about leaving a message for Kitty, to let her know he was back, but he'd had to shoot off a sonic arrow a little too close in range, and his ears were still ringing. The nurse who'd looked him over had said he'd probably be fine in a few days, but he knew he was still probably talking too loudly. So, Clint settled for texting Kitty instead, and stretching out on his bed to relax. Hopefully, no one would need him to get up for the next little while.

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Kitty had maaaybe been waiting for that call or text, so once she got it she sent one back to let him know that she was on her way. And then walked fast.

When she didn't find him downstairs she headed up to his room and poked her head in. "You look comfy."

And bandaged, but she'd get to that.

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When Clint had felt his phone vibrate, he'd started working on getting Lucky to move again, and by the time Kitty got there, there was room for her on the bed too. Thankfully, Lucky had picked his head up when Kitty came in, so Clint was watching for her. "I'm super comfy. Come on over," he said quietly, hoping it would come out kind of normal. He patted the bed and smirked at Kitty, unable to help himself.

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She took that invitation, laying on her side next to him so she could still do a visual inspection here. "You've seen better days, sweetie," she said lightly , but she was smiling. Of course he'd also seen worse.

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Clint turned to face her and managed to only wince a little. "I'm fine," he said. He really did believe that, considering some of the days he'd seen. "Just bruised and stuff. Nothing broken."

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"Any concussions this time?" She knew you, Clint.

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"I don't think so?" Yeah, that was a reassuring answer. "No, I didn't hit my head that hard."

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"I'm getting you a helmet for Valentine's Day," Kitty teased, draping an arm across him because she could. Hopefully she didn't hit any bruises.

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If Clint's eyes got a little wide, it was because he just realized how close they were to Valentine's Day, and was doing some mental math. He wasn't sure exactly what she'd said she was getting him, but he had a feeling it wasn't something serious. "Don't be mean. You should be rewarding me for coming back safely like I said I would."

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"I'm being helpful," she said, but leaned in to give him a kiss. "Better?"

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"Mmm, much better," Clint said. He was going to kiss her back, but Lucky decided he wanted some Kitty time too, and climbed over Clint to get to her. "Hey! My girlfriend, not yours."

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Kitty laughed, trying to reach over to scritch Lucky's head the best she could in this position. "Can't say I hate being popular," she said.

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"I can see that," Clint said, giving Lucky some pets of his own. "Did I miss anything fun while I was gone?"

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"More of everybody seeing things and hearing voices that aren't there," Kitty said with a little shrug. "Which is more 'crazy' than 'fun' but that's all I've got."

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Well hey, at least he'd have trouble hearing weird things for a few more days, probably. "Aww, I was hoping everyone had turned into something so I could feel good about missing it."

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"Well everyone did turn into hamsters yesterday. Except me. Made teaching really hard," she lied. It was a little scary how fast she came up with that.

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"Wait, seriously?" Clint said, eying her. "That crap's usually a weekend thing. Did you say hamsters?"

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"Yep. Complete with little balls to roll around in," she said, trying to keep a straight face.

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"Either you're lying or I really did get a concussion and I'm hallucinating this," Clint said, "and I can't rule out either one."

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"I'm messing with you," she assured him, bringing a hand up to his head. "Your poor noggin."

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"My poor what?" Clint asked, before he could really think to stop himself. He covered it up by swatting playfully at her hand. "My head is fine, I promise."

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That was the second time he'd had to clarify what she'd said. "You sure?" she asked seriously.

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Aww, he didn't like that look he was getting. "Totally sure. Don't worry about me," he said, cuddling closer. His cuddling was super distracting, right?

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"I'm your girlfriend. It's in the job description to worry about you," she pointed out. Even if she didn't mind the cuddling.

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Clint was quiet for a few long moments, debating the pros and cons of being honest vs. making Kitty believe he could actually go on a mission without being hurt. "It's nothing that bad. I just had an arrow go off at the wrong time, so my ears are a little messed up. But it's fine."

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"How messed up? Like, lip-reading messed up?" she wondered.