bettercallit: ([Clint] Broken)
( ¢ℓιит "нαωкєує" вαятσи ) ([personal profile] bettercallit) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic 2012-11-13 07:52 pm (UTC)

Action;

[ Clint considers replying, but decides against it, because even he isn't stupid enough to argue with her, and whether or not the intention was to do so he knows he'd end up doing it anyway. Plus, if he's honest, her company wouldn't be all that unwelcome.

He uses the time to come down from the roof, taking the stairs for once and dragging his feet all the way down; he loves it up there, on the roof, with a full view of the City so he can get eyes on anything and everything. It's not as necessary, not since Loki left, but he finds comfort in it, and it's familiar. He loves it at night, when he's struggling to sleep, or if he's up early for someone with little to do.

But he's been up there far too much, and even he knows it; the apartment is as tidy as it was the day that Coulson got swept away with the rest of the weekend visitors, and, god, that thought makes his heart heavy, ache with regret. He should have spent more time with him those last two days, would have if he'd known what would happen, and now he can never get them back.

Lying across the couch, Clint is ready, waiting, both looking for to and wanting the day to be over quickly.
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