No Such Number (Kate/Sam)
The thing about being Clint and Kate, about being Hawkeye & Hawkeye, the same but not quite, is that, deep down in their hearts, Kate and Clint are giant clichés of themselves. And it's fun. They enjoy it.
But sometimes it leads to odd situations.
For example, they have the same phone.
Which is fine, lots of people do.
But they also have the same phone cover which is, of course, purple.
And the same lock screen image, which is a picture Kate took of Lucky on Halloween, in a doggie dragon costume.
They both have the most recent call in their phone from Hawkeye.
And, oddly enough, they both have a contact in their phone who is called "Pretty Fly".
Kate did not know this.
Kate had only wanted to finish a conversation she'd started with Bobbi that essentially amounts to a discussion of Avengers and Avengers-adjacents and their levels of attractiveness. It's just. One of those conversations you don't know how they started, but you have a vested interest in finishing them.
So she sends Bobbi a text.
Sam Wilson is a babe tbh
Correction: she sends a text to the person she thinks is Bobbi.
It is, in fact, not Bobbi.
Which she discovers when the phone in her hand vibrates and she picks it up, the voice on the other end very much not Bobbi, a voice that says the words that have been inscribed on Kate's hip for years.
"Who the hell is this?"
"You're not Bobbi."
"You're not Clint."
"You wouldn't happen to have 'You're not Bobbi' as your soulmark, would you?"
"No," the person on the other end pauses and Kate's heart plummets. "But I do have Sam Wilson is a babe t-b-h on my thigh."
"Oh God. Who is this, exactly?"
"Sam Wilson."
She might drop the phone.
Just, you know. A little.
Fortunately, Clint, with his usual impeccable timing, walks in, purple phone in hand--"Katie, I think I picked your phone up by mistake--"
And Kate just points to his phone at her feet, and says "Help."
"What? Oh. Oh, Hey, Sam! No, Kate and I got our phones mixed up. Yeah. Hawkeye Kate. They look exactly the same. We have phone covers. They're the same phone cover. What? Ok, why am I looking at the last text--"
Clint pulls the phone away from his ear to do so, and then he starts laughing. "I guess that explains the weird handwriting?"
Because--Kate sees for herself, Sam sends her a picture because he is a babe--Kate's words on Sam are very sans-serif-y and typeset looking.
"At least it wasn't emojis," Kate grumps. "You could have had flower girl emoji on your ass, think about that."
"Good point," Sam laughs over the phone. "I guess I should apologize for "Who the hell is this?" on you."
"I'm sure you'll think of some way to make it up to me."
"I can think of a few things, actually," Sam says, and, well.
(Kate does get around to sending Bobbi a text, though it gets revised to HOT DAMN SAM WILSON!!!! <3 <3)