Merci buckets / Hawkguy
Yeah, neither of them were coming from the best of places and sometimes that might be a problem for them, it was true. But they were trying. And damn if they weren't having a lot of fun doing it.
"I totally said it. But, aw, yeah. Darn. Just booze," Clint said playfully, even though neither of them had a drink. But they'd sort of tripled up on that first one, so that was totally fine.
Closer was better, and Clint leaned in closer yet, one hand on Bucky's chest and the other twining their fingers together. "What've you gotta do?" he asked with a little smile. "I dunno. I think maybe you just gotta ask, is all."