Comic booking it

[from_a_distance]

Clint was not one to frequent comic shops. In fact, he usually stayed as far away from them as possible--not because, like the other Avengers, he was afraid he might be recognized, but because he was pretty certain he wouldn't be, and that got a little old after a while.

But Coulson had been moping because he couldn't get in to get his Captain America comics for a couple months, and Clint didn't like to see Coulson moping, so he decided to stop by and pick them up for the agent. He'd probably just drop them on his desk when Coulson wasn't around, but at least he knew it would make the man smile.

Comments

[not_a_commie]

"Yeah, Champ. Just ask Jarvis." Bucky smiles, "Or, Clint can call one of us, where not that hard to find."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine's eyes get a little starry at the phrase 'saving the world' so it's a little more difficult for him to say good bye and pull himself away to go back to Clint.

"Thank you for teaching me," he says when he finally gets back to Clint's side.

[sonofcoul]

Coulson smiles, just a bit. "Where to next?"

[from_a_distance]

"Game room, wasn't it?" Clint says, resting a hand lightly on Blaine's shoulder. "Unless you wanna check out the library."

[mediumdrip]

"Anything's fine," Blaine says. He looks up at Coulson. "How do you work here? Can I get a job too?"

[sonofcoul]

"Well, you're probably a bit on the young side now, but you never know about the future."

[from_a_distance]

"You'll have some kick... some awesome references when you're old enough."

Right, Barton. Don't swear in front of the kid.

[mediumdrip]

"Yeah?" Blaine says with a grin. "I'd have to know more stuff, right? But I guess if you guys teach me?"

[sonofcoul]

"You'll manage to pick up quite a bit around this place, don't worry."

[from_a_distance]

"Yeah, between the eight of us, you'll be a superhero in no time," Clint assures him.

[mediumdrip]

"Really?? A super hero? Me??"

[sonofcoul]

"It's not impossible in this company. But even those of us who aren't superheroes can come in handy sometimes."

[from_a_distance]

"More than handy," Clint says, steering Blaine toward the game room.

[mediumdrip]

"Is that you?" Blaine asked Coluson. "You're not a superhero and Clint really likes you."

[sonofcoul]

"Well, I like him too, and yes. I'm not a superhero but still manage to make myself useful."

[from_a_distance]

Clint clears his throat and rubs the back of his neck. "Really useful. That's why I like him."

[mediumdrip]

"Could I be like you then?" Blaine asked Coulson. "If I can't be the second best archer in the world."

[sonofcoul]

"You could. A good support staff helps superheroes out considerably."

[from_a_distance]

"Yep. We couldn't do what we do without it," Clint says with a nod. "But let's work on that archery thing first, huh?"

for some reason i didn't get this notif! sad!

[mediumdrip]

Blaine nods at that. "Okay," he says. "That is pretty cool."

[sonofcoul]

"You'll definitely have the best teacher possible."

[from_a_distance]

Clint beams at the praise. "I don't know how good a teacher I'll be..."

[mediumdrip]

"I think you'll be okay," Blaine says thoughtfully. "If you're as good as everyone says you are."

[sonofcoul]

"Not everyone who's good at something is necessarily a good teacher. But Agent Barton can be patient enough that I think he'd do a good job, so long as he wants to."

[from_a_distance]

"Well, I do want to," Clint says.

Mostly he wants to be better to Blaine than Trickshot was to him.