Bucky Barnes / Clint Barton
"I would never rip your Hawkeye shirt," Clint said solemnly. It might have been a lie. Sometimes he got excited. But it probably wouldn't happen. Maybe. "And I'm, obviously, really into this whole scenario. Naked, required showers, it sounds great. Like it's going to be really banging." He was going to hell for that pun and he wasn't even sorry.
"But," he said, holding up his hand to repeat the word in sign. Because he could. Because the Monster Mash was still playing and he was sort of getting to the point where he was intentionally tuning things out. That doesn't prove I'm hotter. "Not that it's a big thing. I'd rather do the other thing. The better thing."