The Avengers - If You're Homesick Give Me Your Hand & I'll Hold It - Clint Barton/Steve Rogers - G
Title: If You're Homesick, Give Me Your Hand and I'll Hold It.
Author: dametokillfor
Fandom: The Avengers
Characters: Clint Barton/Steve Rogers, implied Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes.
Summary: Steve and Phil are completely different people, yet at the same time they're so very alike. Clint doesn't quite know how he's supposed to deal with that, but he's pretty certain this isn't the right way.
Spoilers: MAJOR MOVIE SPOILERS.
POV: Third.
Really, they're nothing alike. Clint knows this.
Steve's the handsome blonde haired, blue eyed man mountain with the heart of gold. Coulson was the small, unassuming G-man with the sharp tongue. To the civilian eye, they're chalk and cheese.
To Clint's eyes though, they could almost be the same man.
The physical differences are vast, but it's the little things. The way Steve holds himself, arms across his chest when he's listening intently or delivering something that fills him with pride. The way Steve never wastes words, speaks when he needs to but is happy with quietly idling by. The old fashioned charm he has about him.
He and Coulson are more similar than Clint thinks either of them ever knew.
But then, it's also entirely possible that Clint is going completely insane with grief and is just projecting his feelings for his late handler onto said handler's childhood hero. (Coulson had denied ever having a crush on Cap, had withheld sex from Clint for a whole 24 hours when he'd dressed up in the costume for him after he'd first stumbled on the trading card collection).
Yes. Clint is pretty certain insanity is more likely.
But it doesn't stop his sharp eyes from lingering on the curve of Steve's mouth as he smiles at an old Mickey Mouse cartoon that's playing on the oversized TV in the lounge of the Stark Tower, the Avengers Tower. It doesn't stop him from feeling his heart speed up when Steve turns to look at him, or from his mouth going dry and a witty quip dying on his tongue.
"Are you okay, Clint?" Steve asks and fuck, couldn't he just call him out on being creepy or anything that wasn't so nice?
Clint looks away from the plush pink lips - and oh God, they're so different from Phil's - and looks him straight in the face and how is he supposed to lie to Steve?
"I miss him." He says, before he even realises it.
He wants to say so much more, and you're here and you remind me of him so damn much and if he knew what I was thinking he'd actually kill me and I don't want to feel like this because I'm betraying him and I'll only hurt you and really you need to say something or I need to say something before I...
And Clint can't finish his train of thought because Steve's right there and his hands are at Steve's face, drawing him to him and his lips are on Steve's and this is a no good, awful, awful idea.
But Steve is kissing him back.
It's soft and tentative and inexperienced and so different from what he has - had - with Phil, but he doesn't want to stop. He wants to draw Steve closer, deepen the kiss, lose himself completely to the other man, if only for a few moments. But Steve is pulling back and Clint tries to follow but there are hands on his face, thumbs wiping away tears he didn't realize had fallen.
"I know." Steve says simply, the ghost of a smile on his face.
He presses another soft, sweet kiss to Clint's lips and his eyes are closed and there's no way this is an empty sentiment. Steve truly knows how he's feeling, has lost someone like Clint in the same way Clint has lost someone like Steve.
"I know."
Author: dametokillfor
Fandom: The Avengers
Characters: Clint Barton/Steve Rogers, implied Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes.
Summary: Steve and Phil are completely different people, yet at the same time they're so very alike. Clint doesn't quite know how he's supposed to deal with that, but he's pretty certain this isn't the right way.
Spoilers: MAJOR MOVIE SPOILERS.
POV: Third.
Really, they're nothing alike. Clint knows this.
Steve's the handsome blonde haired, blue eyed man mountain with the heart of gold. Coulson was the small, unassuming G-man with the sharp tongue. To the civilian eye, they're chalk and cheese.
To Clint's eyes though, they could almost be the same man.
The physical differences are vast, but it's the little things. The way Steve holds himself, arms across his chest when he's listening intently or delivering something that fills him with pride. The way Steve never wastes words, speaks when he needs to but is happy with quietly idling by. The old fashioned charm he has about him.
He and Coulson are more similar than Clint thinks either of them ever knew.
But then, it's also entirely possible that Clint is going completely insane with grief and is just projecting his feelings for his late handler onto said handler's childhood hero. (Coulson had denied ever having a crush on Cap, had withheld sex from Clint for a whole 24 hours when he'd dressed up in the costume for him after he'd first stumbled on the trading card collection).
Yes. Clint is pretty certain insanity is more likely.
But it doesn't stop his sharp eyes from lingering on the curve of Steve's mouth as he smiles at an old Mickey Mouse cartoon that's playing on the oversized TV in the lounge of the Stark Tower, the Avengers Tower. It doesn't stop him from feeling his heart speed up when Steve turns to look at him, or from his mouth going dry and a witty quip dying on his tongue.
"Are you okay, Clint?" Steve asks and fuck, couldn't he just call him out on being creepy or anything that wasn't so nice?
Clint looks away from the plush pink lips - and oh God, they're so different from Phil's - and looks him straight in the face and how is he supposed to lie to Steve?
"I miss him." He says, before he even realises it.
He wants to say so much more, and you're here and you remind me of him so damn much and if he knew what I was thinking he'd actually kill me and I don't want to feel like this because I'm betraying him and I'll only hurt you and really you need to say something or I need to say something before I...
And Clint can't finish his train of thought because Steve's right there and his hands are at Steve's face, drawing him to him and his lips are on Steve's and this is a no good, awful, awful idea.
But Steve is kissing him back.
It's soft and tentative and inexperienced and so different from what he has - had - with Phil, but he doesn't want to stop. He wants to draw Steve closer, deepen the kiss, lose himself completely to the other man, if only for a few moments. But Steve is pulling back and Clint tries to follow but there are hands on his face, thumbs wiping away tears he didn't realize had fallen.
"I know." Steve says simply, the ghost of a smile on his face.
He presses another soft, sweet kiss to Clint's lips and his eyes are closed and there's no way this is an empty sentiment. Steve truly knows how he's feeling, has lost someone like Clint in the same way Clint has lost someone like Steve.
"I know."