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Fix Him	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 10082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Fix Him
Chapter: 5
Fandom: Bleach
For: CutsyCat
Character: Clint
Word count: 921
AN: This one was fun to write. *cackles* I’m hoping that you enjoy this. Really.
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He was starting to hate anything to do with white file boxes that were marked with neatly lettered information. That was all there was to it.
Grunting as he dropped another box done onto the pile of boxes that he had gone through, Coulson ran a hand through his short hair and glared at the other 5 that he still had to go through. He knew that they mostly contained the video files from previous missions that Barton and his team had done before along with debriefing videos and videos of their trainings. But that still didn’t mean he wanted to go through them. He had already read the reports as it was.
But as Fury had told him once before, the videos tended to give more information than a written report and he knew that was true. That didn’t mean he was looking forward to dealing with it. Grunting once more, Coulson picked up the next box and dropped it onto the coffee table before flopping down onto the couch and pulling his laptop close. Pulling out the first disk, he placed it into the player and started it up, legal pad and pen in hand to take down notes as he watched.
He had already gone through ten other legal pads, all of them filled with his small, scrawling letters and he felt he had a more rounded view of Barton, or at least the way he handled his handlers. The man had a wit that was at turns sarcastic and cutting, both of which he had been a victim of during the missions that they had done. Of course, Barton seemed to enjoy trying to annoy and embarrass his handlers into leaving the team for good, something he had gotten down to a fine science by the sound of the reports.
Coulson had decided to create a more comprehensive file on Barton, not trusting the handlers before him to have created any kind of file that was impartial due to the archers need to drive them away as fast as possible. So far, all he knew was Barton’s wit and that he could aim without looking at the target once he has said target in his mind’s eye.
It had amazed the handler for about two seconds before he had moved on to other aspects of what Barton could and could not do. He had learnt a lot about the archers skills just by watching him and being stalked by the man.
Barton was good at sneaking up on people and seemed to enjoy making them jump if he didn’t like them. He preferred places high up, almost nesting in certain areas, and disliked it when he was forced to sit down in an actual chair on the ground. He would stalk people when bored, usually when he wasn’t training or out on missions and when he was in the helicarrier. He would also tease those people he liked, thought it was often a gentle teasing and meant to make their days better.
It was driving Coulson crazy trying to figure out just what made Barton tick and what he was going to do next in an attempt to get him to quit. Of course, the questions he had been asked had gotten him to slip up and admit to the fact that he was more interested in men than he was into women. Something that Barton seemed to love poking at, usually about him taking home some guy and having a night of fun.
He just hoped that Barton didn’t start asking if he was a bottom or a top. Coulson didn’t know if he would be able to deal with such a question without sputtering and then admitting to it in some way. He had no doubt that Barton would then quite happily tease him about it, ask him about his few free nights and anything else that interested him in asking.
Groaning as he realized that he had missed half of the video while lost in thoughts, he stopped it before putting his laptop aside and standing up. Running his hands through his hair once more, he headed for his kitchen and emptied out his coffee pot, getting rid of the sludge that was the days before coffee and removing the used coffee grounds.
Once the pot and the filter basket had been rinsed out, he placed a new filter into the basket, filled the water canter with fresh water, put the pot on the hot pad and moved to his coffee cabinet.
Looking around, he found the coffee that he wanted and pulled a few of the single serve packages down. Opening them with a pair of scissors, he poured the grinds into the filter before replacing the filter basket into place. Just as he was flipping the pot on, a knock came at his front door, making him frown at the fact that someone had found out where he lived.
He didn’t think anyone knew just where he was, but he supposed it would have been easy to get it if the person knew how to hack. Sighing and gazing longingly at the coffee that was slowly dripping, Coulson stepped away from the coffee pot and from his kitchen, moving to the door and opening it.
He groaned at the man that greeted him. “Only you, Barton, would be able to find out where I live and invade my apartment,” he stated, getting a shit eating grin from the archer. “Only you.”
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