Clint Barton is going back to bed. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} today_sucks) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
It wasn't hard, really. Dealing with Bucky. It wasn't dealing so much as just interacting with. Because Clint found him genuinely interesting and appealing, and he was used to him being something of a grump in his own world-- he knew it wasn't anything personal.
Yeah. He liked him. Clint was certain of that.
"Oh Bucky," he said, dramatic and sad, before flopping back into his nest, half buried in pillows and blankets. "That's the worst thing I've ever heard. I'm getting a tv. Before a couch. It's gonna happen. And we're gonna catch up on everything good. But for now, buckle up, man. I'm gonna just give you a story time recap of the first episode of Dog Cops. You're gonna love it."