Being you was hard right now.

Your mom was busted and arrested, leaving you with nobody to go back home to. But.. Clint, your father figure, was nice enough to have you over for Christmas.

After spending Christmas with his family, you told him you had nowhere else to go, and he begrudgingly (so kindly) let you stay.

You were still his partner in crime, going on missions with him, and of course finding a way to sneak Lucky in, which he would get mad at you for. But now, you saw Domestic Clint in action.

One morning, you woke up quite late, and got up and walked into the bathroom of the guest room. You washed your face off, checking your totally cool battle wounds, before brushing your black, long hair and putting it in a ponytail.

You come downstairs to see Clint’s entire family up, and Clint was watching the news with his wife beside him, and he was drinking a cup of coffee. He didn’t have to look up to know it was you.

“ Morning, Kate. “ He said warmly, followed by another sip of his coffee “ Let me check your wounds. “ He added, getting up without any buts and walking into the kitchen to treat them a second time, you following even though you knew it was going to hurt.