Open Birthday Post

[from_a_distance]

For most of Clint's life, his birthday has not been a very big deal to just about anybody. When he was really little, there were cupcakes, and sometimes games and once (he thinks) friends, but that didn't last long, and the group home was not big on birthdays, and in the circus nobody really cared, and since then...well, as you get older, birthdays just stop being as big of a deal.

At least, that's what he always tells himself. And that's why he never tells anybody when his birthday is. Doesn't matter anyway. It's just another year.

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Whoops

[not_a_commie]

"Nah... I'm good." He says shaking his head before grabbing a pillow and shoving it under his head. "Why anything you want to add to the we have to try this list... other then getting you ears tomorrow." He snorts.

[from_a_distance]

"Oh, man," Clint teases, grinning over at Bucky. "You totally wanna fuck me in those ears, don't you?"

[not_a_commie]

"Yes you caught me." He says flicking off the bed side table. "I totally wanna fuck you while you are wearing the ears." He laughs jokingly.

[from_a_distance]

With the light out, it's so much easier for Clint to say, "Figured you would, ...Daddy."

[not_a_commie]

Bucky grins a little and pulls Clint in for a soft kiss before pulling the blankets up. "My boy knows me well..." He says brushing his fingers through Clint's hair.

[from_a_distance]

Clint settles against him with a smile, curling an arm around Bucky's waist. "Love you."

[not_a_commie]

"Love you too." He mumbles half asleep already fingers petting through Clint's hair as he falls asleep.

He wakes a little earlier then he normally would, mostly because it always happen when he sleeps in a hotel. But he just puts a pillow over his head and tries to go back to sleep.