Papaoutai (Clint)
Nights with complete loss. Like that night of the fire.
Night in fear, in the orphanage. Nights in darkness, in the circus. Nights in light, with S.H.I.E.L.D.
All searching. Searching for that one thing. Family
Family wasn’t everywhere, it should have been around him, but it was gone before he knew it. He’d expected Barney to be there to keep him sane, to stay with him. But he’d turned too. He remembered one day asking
“We’re family right?”
The dark chuckle and a shake of a head. “You have to find your own family kid.”
Then he was gone. He wasn’t his brother, just another performer. SO the search began, looking for family.
He found Natasha. A sister. Found Phil, an uncle. Found the Avengers, a veritable picking grounds for relative you loved but didn’t know until it was too late.
Was this family? He’d missed a brother, a father, a mother. But he wasn’t at a loss.
He’d found something.