( AN OPEN POST #2 )

[charmlessness]

 
 
 

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jessica.

[antes]

Adults™

[physiological]

( There are many things in the world that Jessica Drew regrets. Joining S.W.O.R.D, coming out of hiding in the first place, joining SHIELD (and through them, the Avengers) are just a few of these things. None of them come even remotely close to her regretting volunteering for the night watch after not sleeping the night before.

(And by volunteering, what she really means is Nick Fury told her she had no choice in the matter.)

She's just about positive that everything in the world would be more exciting than sitting on a roof silently with two other people and wait for something to happen in the building across the street. Oh, wait, there is something less exciting, though — being left with one person, rather than two.

It also becomes exponentially more awkward when that person is her guy-friend-that-she-maybe-has-not-friend-like-feelings-for. (The world boyfriend? Totally over-rated, not to mention for children. Obviously her way of looking at it is much more mature. Obviously.)

She's avoided — or perhaps assisted — any kind of uncomfortable situations by making endless food runs. In her defense, they've also helped to keep her awake, given the fact that she's running on fumes by now. When she returns this time, she's holding two large, steaming styrofoam cups with lids. She offers one to Clint. )

Coffee?

( Yup. Mature, functional adults that help defend this fine country's safety. )

[antes]

[ Jessica Drew deserves better. It's something that Clint's keenly aware of, in the way that his self-awareness (and self-loathing) tends to kick in whenever he's on the verge of making any kind of commitment. He likes her, she likes him, they've slept together a couple of times, but they haven't used the word dating, and most of the time, they don't have enough time alone with each other to be able to broach the word at all.

But now, here they are, on night watch together. The only thing that's remotely comforting about it all (in a kind of masochistic way) is that he can sense just as much awkwardness off of her as he's sure he exudes, too. He's never been good at subtle, not when it comes to relationships. Secret agent stuff, he can do. This? Not so much. ]

Thanks.

[ He takes the coffee cup without any hesitation (he needs the caffeine, maybe not as badly as she does, but still), and there's genuine relief in his voice. There's comfort to be had in a hot drink when it's cold out, more so when you know you're supposed to be alert for whatever it is they're supposed to be watching out for. Fury wasn't clear on that, but he tends to have a different idea of what need to know basis is than the rest of them. ]

Guy at the bodega didn't give you too much trouble?