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Title: Nope, Not Today
Fandom: MCU
Pairing: Clint Barton/Matt Murdock
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Marvel. It's not my toy box and I'm merely playing.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Even superheros need a day off to do important things, like heal and cuddle.
Nope, Not Today:
Matt groans as the sound of Clint’s cell phone vibrating on the nightstand wakes him. He’s sore and tired. He moans as Clint sits up.
“No,” he signs as he turns overs over to flop face first into his pillow.
Clint squeezes his hand. Matt sighs, if they’re need they’re needed. Clint checks his phone, texts something, and then caresses Matt’s back before brushing a kiss at the nape of his neck. Matt listens as Clint pads into the kitchen, pulls out a pill bottle and a glass. He gets water, takes some pills, and then walks back over. The bottle is pressed into Matt’s hand. Ibuprofen. Matt turns enough to take three and the water. Clint set the glass on the nightstand, then kisses Matt’s shoulder.
“Sleep,” Clint tells him softly.
Matt blinks awake enough to give Clint a skeptical look.
“The worlds not ending,” Clint reassures, before settling into the bed next to him. Clint kisses him firmly, then lays back so Matt can settle in close.
Matt cups Clint’s face, runs his thumb over Clint’s lips then leans in for a languid kiss.
“Day off,” Clint insists. Matt agrees and falls asleep listening to Clint’s heart beating.
Fandom: MCU
Pairing: Clint Barton/Matt Murdock
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Marvel. It's not my toy box and I'm merely playing.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Even superheros need a day off to do important things, like heal and cuddle.
Nope, Not Today:
Matt groans as the sound of Clint’s cell phone vibrating on the nightstand wakes him. He’s sore and tired. He moans as Clint sits up.
“No,” he signs as he turns overs over to flop face first into his pillow.
Clint squeezes his hand. Matt sighs, if they’re need they’re needed. Clint checks his phone, texts something, and then caresses Matt’s back before brushing a kiss at the nape of his neck. Matt listens as Clint pads into the kitchen, pulls out a pill bottle and a glass. He gets water, takes some pills, and then walks back over. The bottle is pressed into Matt’s hand. Ibuprofen. Matt turns enough to take three and the water. Clint set the glass on the nightstand, then kisses Matt’s shoulder.
“Sleep,” Clint tells him softly.
Matt blinks awake enough to give Clint a skeptical look.
“The worlds not ending,” Clint reassures, before settling into the bed next to him. Clint kisses him firmly, then lays back so Matt can settle in close.
Matt cups Clint’s face, runs his thumb over Clint’s lips then leans in for a languid kiss.
“Day off,” Clint insists. Matt agrees and falls asleep listening to Clint’s heart beating.