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Loki smiled and cupped Clint's jaws, bringing the archer into a kiss. "You're a wonderful father, really. She's been wanting to start shooting, and it's probably good that you're doing that, because I think she was going to start trying to shoot with her magic." He chuckled and shook his head a little. "She's a fiery child."

When Loki started to move, Clint went with him, still glued to his side. He nuzzled him gently before glancing around Loki’s shoulder at what he had been working on. “I’m making her a bow, just for her. So, she can be like me.” He grinned, “That’s why I was so excited.”

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He sighed again, and a soft smile came to his lips. The fact that Clint was there and Clint saw it as progress helped calm him down, and eventually he shifted to pull Clint against him and lean back against the counter. "Thank you, little bird. So, what were you working on for her?"

Clint’s hands moved and started to gently rub Loki’s back, holding him close as he tried to soothe his husband, “Baby, it’s gonna take awhile. That’s why it’s called progress. We’ll do it together. I’ll help. Promise.” He kissed the top of his head gently.

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Loki sighed softly and nuzzled his way up against Clint's neck, hiding his face for a moment. "I know you are. And I know it's something, but I want it to be more than what it is. It should be, really. I'm managing to be disappointed in myself for progress."

Clint huffed a sigh and glanced up at Loki, “Don’t. You know it’s something to be proud of. Before me, you were extremely bitter about what he did to you. And now, you hardly even care.” He smiled softly, “That’s more than enough reason for me to be fucking proud of you.”

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Loki shook his head a little, nuzzling Clint back and wrapping his arms back around the archer. "Nothing to really be proud of. I still want to... I don't even know what I'd do, if the opportunity presented itself. I'm just not currently that bitter about it."

Clint raised an eyebrow, “Finally admitting that you’re sassy. Now that’s what I call progress.” He teased, leaning against Loki and nuzzling him gently, “Just kidding. I’m really proud of you, seriously.” He murmured, “So proud.”

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Loki snorted and kissed back again, nipping Clint's lip before he pulled away. "I'm not getting sassy, little bird. I have been for a long time. I'm getting to a point where I can talk about my upbringing without the temptation to remove Odin's other eye. I believe you call it progress."

"No. You know, I actually have no idea what I was talking about." He laughed, tugging Loki back down, "Also, I wasn’t done with that kiss yet." Clint pressed a hard kiss to the other’s lips, humming softly before releasing Loki, "Mm, much better." He blinked at Loki’s words and then rolled his eyes, "Someone’s getting sassy."

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"What would've hurt you? Me shutting you up? Because you almost tried to hurt me, and that would've just gone poorly." He returned the kiss, and his arms shifted a little so he could start rubbing Clint's shoulders. "I won't tell her. I can keep a secret from my children, I learned from the best."

"It’s not that bad. If I wasn’t as easy going as I am, that woulda hurt me." Clint laughed and pulled his head away from Loki’s chest to lean up, kissing him softly on the lips, "Something for Hannah Banana." He grinned, "It’s a little surprise, so don’t tell her."

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"Yes, until it starts turning into a buzz in my ears. You were rambling for far too long, little bird, I couldn't even hear words anymore." He wrapped his arms comfortably around Clint, kissing the top of his head. "What were you working on that was making you ramble like that?"

Clint turned around to fully face Loki and stepped closer to nuzzle into his husband’s chest, humming softly, “Please, you love the sound of my voice.” He murmured, his voice muffled by Loki’s chest.

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Loki chuckled softly, letting his hand slide down to Clint's shoulder. Normally, he wouldn't be so careless as to just grab the archer without any warning, given his training and how he tended to react, but it was the fastest way to get him to be quiet. Well, the fastest that didn't involve snaking a hand into Clint's pants. "There we go, much better."

Clint had really been minding his own business and wasn’t even paying attention to anything around him, working on something for Hannah. He jumped when the hand covered his mouth and he almost reached up to use a defensive move to break the hold until he heard Loki’s voice. He started laughing behind his hand, glancing back at Loki.

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Loki could only handle so much of Clint's rambling and singing before he had about enough. He got up and snuck over, clamping a hand over Clint's mouth. "Hush, little bird, you need to stop for air for a while."

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I wasn’t good enough, was I?

six word story at 11:42 pm. (via xindemnis)

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-Why am I doing this? I’m not in on whatever this is. -Because you want to impress us. -… Are you impressed? -No.

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"I'm a good influence, what can I say."

...You are a lying sack of shit you are nothing like a good influence.

Whenever I see a thing of Loki on my dashboard, I hear this little sigh in the corner. And I’m like, “Clint, you’re a love sick schoolgirl. Shut up.”  I cannot with him right now. He’s a full grown man for Christ sake. 

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"They do make rather excellent handles... But I think you'd rather be the one on all fours in that instance."

ooc: Steve. You have a Loki obsession.

"Not sure if I’m into reindeer…the helm is a bit much…"

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"If I'd come out just to tease you, it would have been in nothing but my helm, Steven. Don't tempt me."

ooc: Steve. You have a Loki obsession.

"You did not just come out to tease me, Loki."

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"Come now, Captain, it's nothing to be ashamed of."

ooc: Steve. You have a Loki obsession.

"They have pretty hair and…well…I like their…uh…-"

You have a crush.

“I do not!”