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.

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[from_a_distance]

Clint puts on an exaggerated pout. "Buzzkills."

[mediumdrip]

"Besides, raw meat isn't a good," he points out. "Unless you're a werewolf!"

[sonofcoul]

"Werewolves are important to consider."

[from_a_distance]

"Yeah, that's true," Clint says, nodding sagely. "But I guess we're safe on you, kiddo."

He grins and moves the meatloaf into a pan.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine moves to wash his hands very carefully. "Can I help peel potatoes too?"

[sonofcoul]

"Looks like someone is impressively helpful."

[from_a_distance]

"I am definitely impressed," Clint says, moving to wash his hands. "And you can peel potatoes for me anytime, kiddo."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine moves to help get the potatoes ready. He seems happy to help out in the kitchen. When everything is finally set to cook he looks at them both. "How long?"

[sonofcoul]

Coulson looks over at Clint for the answer. Cooking is not his strong suit.

[from_a_distance]

"Another half hour," Clint says. Meatloaf tends to take a while. "Give us enough time to clean up and set the table."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine nods at that. He likes making things neat when he can so he cleans up without a fuss.

[sonofcoul]

He nods. "Well, then let's clean up."

[from_a_distance]

Clint smiles at Blaine's reaction and starts the clean up.

"Man, you are such a better kid than I was."

[mediumdrip]

"Is that good?"

[sonofcoul]

"Everyone's different. It's good as long as you're being yourself"

[from_a_distance]

"And nobody's perfect," Clint says, pulling out a stool so Blaine can help him with the dishes. "And nobody has to be."

[mediumdrip]

"Okay," he says softly. He helps clean up the dishes. He smiles at them both once they're done.

[sonofcoul]

"Well done." He smiles. "Nice to have an addition to the list of organized people around here."

[from_a_distance]

"Yep," Clint says with a grin. "You're gonna be everybody's favorite."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine looks over at Coulson. "It's not that hard. I think if people work on being clean and neat a little right away it won't be so bad later."

[sonofcoul]

"You are absolutely, completely, ten thousand percent right."

[from_a_distance]

"Well, sure, if you want to be all practical about it."

[mediumdrip]

"You can learn too?"

[sonofcoul]

"He's right, Barton. You can learn too."

[from_a_distance]

"Ganging up on me, huh? I see how it's gonna be," Clint teases.