Date: 2012-09-11 05:50 am (UTC)
greenisnteasy: (:) kenzi says i'm sassy)
Bruce is ready to believe Clint until he opens his eyes and sees it. He's been hunted for too long not to recognize the look in Clint's eyes. He saw it every day in the mirror -- well, every day he had a mirror -- when he first left. In the time since it's faded, hardened to something resigned, but it flashes up again when he's caught and cornered. Faced with the idea that maybe Clint's going to be ripped away from him -- which, yeah, Bruce has the shittiest luck and that possibility is so on the table -- that hunted look rears up again. But he's been on the run for too long. He doesn't just look hunted anymore; he looks angry about it.

His fingers dig into Clint's shirt at his back, holding him tighter.

"And nothing's going to separate us again." Hear that, anyone who's listening? This is a double dog dare to try to take Clint away from him. In this situation? Yeah. Bruce would bring the other guy out and smash their shit up if they tried, and he doesn't feel the slightest bit guilty for it.

Maybe he is hardening, changing.

But, well, he's clinging to Clint in a roomful of dead bodies that Clint put there. He doesn't think Clint would judge him overly much. That rather fierce and declarative statement out of the way, Bruce tries to bring in some of his sass, to get away from the scary angry side of him.

"You always make my life interesting, but it might have been the multiple murder that really sealed the deal this time."
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