Clint Barton

To call his and Natasha's relationship complicated is one hell of an understatement. And if he was going to be totally honest, even Clint himself can't really pin things down. They're best friends, that's for sure, but most best friends don't regularly end up spending weekends naked in hotel rooms, recuperating from whatever they'd been up to for their last mission. And occasionally during the mission, but they kept those encounters a bit more under wraps.

But right now, neither one of them, as Natasha had pointed out during their text conversation, actually has work to do. So maybe that's why there's such a spring in Clint's step as he arrives at Nat's apartment door, bag of takeout in one hand and bag of booze in the other?

He uses his elbow to hit the doorbell and waits.