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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[mediumdrip]

It takes him a while of fumbling to realize he can put a pen in his mouth and use it, but he looks like a fool working so hard to use the phone.

[from_a_distance]

And Clint is definitely amused, but he wants to see just how far this guy gets, so he's going to keep watching, looking not at all concerned about the possibility of the police showing up.

[mediumdrip]

When Blaine's dad gets the police he explains his situation, that there is a man who assaulted him in his house and is refusing to leave.

[from_a_distance]

"Don't forget to tell him how you were whaling on your kid earlier, man," Clint reminds him helpfully.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine's dad ignores him as he gives the dispatcher his address and asks them to hurry.

[from_a_distance]

"What now?" Clint asks with a smirk. "Should we sit down for coffee while we wait?"

[mediumdrip]

"Stay away from me," the man says as he moves to go to Blaine's room.

[from_a_distance]

He huffs out a laugh and follows because there is no way he's letting this guy alone with Blaine right now. (Possibly ever, but he's still working out the details on that.)

[mediumdrip]

Blaine is asleep in his bed, having passed out right after Clint left him. His father wakes him up harshly and demands to know if Clint touched him.

Blaine just looks confused and sleepy. "No, dad. He's an Avenger not a bad guy," he answers.

[from_a_distance]

Clint smiles from where he's leaning against Blaine's door frame, watching the man's reaction carefully.

[mediumdrip]

His dad stares for a moment and looks back at Clint. "What kind of lies have you been putting into his head?"

[from_a_distance]

He smirks. "You go ahead and think that's a lie, buddy."

[mediumdrip]

He shakes his head and gets up again. "You stay away from my kid!" he demands.

"Dad?" Blaine asks as he gets more and more awake. "What happened to your hands?"

[from_a_distance]

Clint's face goes stony as he watches. He's not ashamed of what he did, but he doesn't need Blaine thinking he's anything like his dad.

[mediumdrip]

"Your friend beat me up and broke my fingers, Blaine," he dad explains. "Still think he's 'not a bad guy'?"

Blaine looks over at Clint, as if expecting Clint to deny that he did something like that.

[from_a_distance]

Clint takes a deep breath and crosses his arms.

[mediumdrip]

"But..." Blaine says. He can't finish though because there's a pounding at the door. The police had arrived.

[from_a_distance]

Clint looks straight at Blaine's dad. "You wanna get that?"

[mediumdrip]

Blaine's dad glares at him and then leaves the room to get the door for the police.

"Did you really hurt my dad?" Blaine asks, frowning.

[from_a_distance]

"Yeah, I did," Clint says calmly.

[mediumdrip]

"Why?" Blaine asks, as they hear the police starting to come up the stairs.

[from_a_distance]

"Because he hurt you," Clint says, seemingly ignoring the sound of the police. "And that makes him a bad guy in my book."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine just frowns at the idea as the police come up and tell Clint that he's going to have to come with them.

[from_a_distance]

Clint nods at them. "I will, on one condition. I don't want this kid left alone with his dad."

Not that he thinks the man is in any condition to hurt Blaine right now, but he's not going to take that chance.

[mediumdrip]

"Would you like to file a report of child abuse?"