from_a_distance | Comic booking it

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Comic booking it

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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Blaine looks up at Clint.

"How come you think you're not a good kid?"

"Because I'm not," Blaine says. "I can't be."

"Why not?"

"I can't tell you."

"Why can't you tell me?"

"Because you'll hate me."

Clint shakes his head, perfectly serious. "Blaine, there is nothing you could tell me that would make me hate you."

"I.... I can't."

"Blaine, I promise. Whatever it is, I won't hate you. And if you tell me, you'll feel better."

Blaine was quiet for a moment. "I think I like boys. The way I'm supposed to like girl." He folds in on himself after he says it, sure that Clint is going to react with anger.