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]

"Just so you know, I'm not really a singer."

Clint clears his throat and fidgets a little before starting to sing "Hey Jude" softly. He'll never be the singer Blaine will be, but he does all right with it.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine lies back and listens to him. It lulls him to close his eyes and relax.

[from_a_distance]

When Clint finishes, he makes sure Blaine is tucked in right and says quietly, "Good night, kiddo."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine mumbles his own good night and turns a bit to fall asleep.

[from_a_distance]

Clint quietly asks JARVIS to set the lights to 5% so Blaine will be able to see a little if he wakes up in the middle of the night. He stops in the doorway to watch Blaine a moment, making sure he's really sleeping, before going to the bathroom to finish getting ready for his own night. He probably won't sleep for a while, though.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine wakes up early the next day. He quietly moves through the apartment to get ready for the day. He brushes his teeth, cleans himself up, and dresses all while trying not to wake anyone as he assumes that Clint is sleeping.

[from_a_distance]

He isn't, of course. He doesn't sleep much, really. When Blaine comes into the living area, he'll find Clint in a chair with a newspaper.

"Hey, buddy."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine is a little surprised by Clint being awake but he smiles and goes to sit by him. "Good morning."

[from_a_distance]

"How'd you sleep?" Clint asks with a smile, folding his newspaper and putting it aside.

[mediumdrip]

"Good," Blaine said with a smile. "Do you have Lucky Charms?"

[from_a_distance]

He laughs a little. "Unless Thor ate them all, yeah. Wanna go see?"

[mediumdrip]

Blaine nods, smiling a bit. "Yeah, come on." He moves to leave, remembering the way to the kitchens.

[from_a_distance]

Clint laughs as he follows. He hasn't gotten dressed yet, so he's still barefoot and in his pajamas, but he doesn't really mind.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine is too interested in finding out if there is marshmallow cereal to worry about Clint's appearance too. He does run a bit, though, enjoying the hallways of the tower.

[from_a_distance]

Clint laughs more, jogging after him.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine gets into the kitchen, only pausing when there are other people around.

[from_a_distance]

Clint just nods at the few people they pass, mostly Stark employees on some errand or other for Tony. When they get to the kitchen he finds a couple bowls and goes on a hunt for the Lucky Charms.

"Ha! Still a box left."

[mediumdrip]

"Yay. Hearts, stars and horeshoes!" He chimes, reciting the jingle.

[from_a_distance]

Clint laughs as he pours them each a bowl. "Do you know, like, every song in existence?"

[mediumdrip]

"I don't think so," Blaine said. "I don't know like songs in other languages."

[from_a_distance]

"Just all the English songs, then," Clint teases, pouring the milk and carrying the bowls over to the table.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine sits down and waits patiently for his milk. "I like music. That's not bad is it?"

[from_a_distance]

"Not at all. I think it's great," Clint says as he settles in with his bowl.

[mediumdrip]

"Do you think I could be a singer for real?"

[from_a_distance]

"I don't see why not."