tell me who you ship me with and i’ll go kiss them
This was the first meeting with the team Jess had seen Clint at in ages and for some reason, it brought an immediate grin to her face. Seeing him standing there all in purple glory with his arrows strapped to his back, sunglasses on like he thought he was cooler than everyone else…
It took all of five minutes for Carol to pinch Jess’ side and tell her to stop drooling and Jess to tell her to shove it.
Instead of listening to Tony and Steve go on about some sort of mission they were going on, she sneaks around the group, quietly managing to navigate under their radar, and sneak up behind clint. She doesn’t say anything, she just tugs at his hand and leads him away from the rest.
Like a couple of teenagers, she drags him into a supply closet, a goofy grin on her face.
“Hey, friend.”
She doesn’t bother waiting for a response before her fingers slide into his hair to pull him down to drag her lips over his. How many times had they snuck off to make out when they were supposed to be paying attention to things? She doesn’t care, she’s having too much fun.
