I'm bringing sexy back, those other boys don't know how to act.

[whysosexeh]

In a quiet restaurant (not that one- that one is still cinders) on a rainy day in Chicago, there is a young man in a corner booth, wearing a hoodie. If you were close enough to really notice such things (and lots of people find it very hard not to want to get that close- the waitress keeps hovering and has refilled his coffee cup more times than is strictly necessary), you might notice that he's not wearing a shirt underneath the hoodie. There is a reason for this. There is also a reason why every eye in the place seems to be checking him out.

Clint's been in Chicago a month. He's almost used to this by now. Almost.

Feel free to approach him. He's used to that too, especially since everyone in the whole damn universe seems to be inexplicably attracted to him now.