BARTON.

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"I guess not everyone was born to be a hero," he says, taking his seat across from Norman. Sharp eyes quickly scan the room before turning back to him. "You and Gobby... How does that work? Do you guys, um, get along?"

You'd do well if you had it. You're smart. ( He walks over to a random table in the corner, pulling out the chair for Norman to sit. )

What country is that? I'm from 🇺🇸.

Hum. I guess the pain is worth it in the end. I don't do it for myself, I do it for the people. But yeah, I guess I do have fun every now and then.

Oh, yeah-- there's 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 too... How exactly are you intrigued by me?

Didn't Gobby bother to fill you in on my interest in you? I mean... you're a genius. You founded one of the biggest technology companies in the world. Your creations are, well, 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭, but intriguing.

He chuckles. Clint had never imagined himself like that, joking and flirting as if the world wasn't crumbling around them. But with Kurt, life felt almost normal. It felt right. "You know I adore you, don't you?"

Um... You sure about that? Because I'm pretty sure I missed you a 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘵 more. ( He traces his thumb along Kurt's cheek, a teasing smile on his face. )

Oh. ( Frowns. ) A huge mistake, sir. I might not agree with your methods — no offense — but that doesn't stop me from thinking you're, well... interesting.

( The corners of his lips turn up in a smile as he wraps his arms around Kurt's waist. ) I missed you.

Here, kitten.

That's 𝘯𝘰𝘵-- I just said you were, um… fine. I think. He's very persuasive. ( He shoved his hands in his pockets. ) Why would I even hate you?

Yeah, sure. ( He motions with his hand for Norman to walk ahead on the sidewalk. ) What exactly did Gobby say to you?

Right… Right. 🫡

I-- 𝘠𝘰𝘶 want to get drinks with me?

No?

No. Enough of this.

( Sighs. ) I guess you're a very, um, handsome man.

Stop it.

WHO SAID I LIKED YOU?