The way Phil saw it, Clint was just as big a hero as any of the other Avengers. He's stepped up along with them, no powers or impressive suits. He'd just had his bow and his brain and he's risked his life to stop those things. Clint was a hero, no doubt about it. Phil would never not see him that way. Clint belonged on the team. Phil couldn't picture the team without Clint. It was why he wished that Clint would let himself really become part of the team.
Phil usually liked to know more about others than they knew about him. It was a paranoid habit, a way for him to stay one step ahead of everyone. Very few people escaped it. Most of them were above his pay grade. That or they were Clint. He was hardly an open book, but he took less care to hide things from Clint than anyone else. He trusted Clint completely to look out for him. He knew that Clint would pick up the slack when Phil was running behind, no matter how lazy he liked to pretend to be. Clint had his back in ways that no other agent did and he trusted Clint more than anyone else at SHIELD, even Hill or Fury.
Phil was well-aware of the flirting. It was why he was so sure that Clint would never want anything with him. Clint could have his share of young, female agents and he certainly put his interest out there. The best Phil could hope for was an awkward rejection and an end to their working relationship. It wasn't worth losing Clint.
He continued leading Clint down the hall towards his room. "I'll tell you about anything you want." He would, too. After the scare Clint had given him, there wasn't much he was going to hold back from Clint right now. He just wanted to change his pants and lie down with Clint where he could listen to the man breath and be reminded that he really was okay.
"You do snore, but it's light. I've slept through worse." He would let Clint move in if he thought Clint really wanted to. It would be worth it just to know where he is and make sure that he was sleeping. It might sound crazy, but it was true.
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Phil usually liked to know more about others than they knew about him. It was a paranoid habit, a way for him to stay one step ahead of everyone. Very few people escaped it. Most of them were above his pay grade. That or they were Clint. He was hardly an open book, but he took less care to hide things from Clint than anyone else. He trusted Clint completely to look out for him. He knew that Clint would pick up the slack when Phil was running behind, no matter how lazy he liked to pretend to be. Clint had his back in ways that no other agent did and he trusted Clint more than anyone else at SHIELD, even Hill or Fury.
Phil was well-aware of the flirting. It was why he was so sure that Clint would never want anything with him. Clint could have his share of young, female agents and he certainly put his interest out there. The best Phil could hope for was an awkward rejection and an end to their working relationship. It wasn't worth losing Clint.
He continued leading Clint down the hall towards his room. "I'll tell you about anything you want." He would, too. After the scare Clint had given him, there wasn't much he was going to hold back from Clint right now. He just wanted to change his pants and lie down with Clint where he could listen to the man breath and be reminded that he really was okay.
"You do snore, but it's light. I've slept through worse." He would let Clint move in if he thought Clint really wanted to. It would be worth it just to know where he is and make sure that he was sleeping. It might sound crazy, but it was true.