"Better than breaking my dreams that you're omnipresent." He smiled, trying to hold back the laughter at the ridiculousness of the statement he just said. "Plus, I didn't trip. I have the reflexes of a cat." Even though his reflexes didn't exactly do him any favors, nor did his circus tricks.
Clint's nose wrinkled up as he looked over at his friend. "I'm just trying every avenue. I usually fall asleep listening to your voice drone on during debriefings. A bedtime story shouldn't be any different, right?" Clint just felt comforted in the presence of Tasha or Coulson. Having either in the room would have caused him to get some sleep rather than forgo it altogether. "I'd ask Tasha to read a bedtime story. But she'd just give me one of those judging looks and go about her business." He tried to mimic the look Nat usually gave him when he did something questionable. But it didn't have the same intensity if, say, Tasha did it herself.
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Date: 2012-05-28 08:13 am (UTC)Clint's nose wrinkled up as he looked over at his friend. "I'm just trying every avenue. I usually fall asleep listening to your voice drone on during debriefings. A bedtime story shouldn't be any different, right?" Clint just felt comforted in the presence of Tasha or Coulson. Having either in the room would have caused him to get some sleep rather than forgo it altogether. "I'd ask Tasha to read a bedtime story. But she'd just give me one of those judging looks and go about her business." He tried to mimic the look Nat usually gave him when he did something questionable. But it didn't have the same intensity if, say, Tasha did it herself.