Clint—MAY CONTAIN AVENGERS ENDGAME SPOILERS

[nola_beast]

Because Zach's salary was tony, his apartment was tiny. In turn, so was his bedroom, and much of it was taken up by the bed itself, which was a modest full that didn't leave a ton of extra space.

So he definitely, definitely noticed when someone climbed in with him in the middle of the night.

"Clint?" he sleep-mumbled, because if it wasn't Clint, he was going to be extremely alarmed.

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[nola_clint]

Clint mumbled something low, more a sound that fully-formed words--and burrowed in closer. He wrapped an arm around Zach's waist and pressed his face against his shoulder, knees drawing up.

He felt...hurt. Bruised. Broken a little, though he couldn't even say why. It was just a fucking movie. But the tears had come right from the first few minutes and hadn't stopped since, and he was tired of feeling like he'd been hollowed out by a rusty ice cream scoop.

So, Zach. Zach always made even the worst things feel bearable.