clint/coulson, secretly married
"Have you been there?"
Clint jumped a little at the sound of Bruce's voice. He hadn't heard him approach, he was so engrossed in the photo. "Um, yeah," he said, suddenly shy. "You took this?"
Bruce smiled and stepped closer. "I went through several supposedly calming habits while I was in hiding. Photography, I found, was less calming than advertised. I could never get quite the shot I was aiming for," he said ruefully.
"It's a lovely picture, though," Clint said, feeling a little uncomfortable. He liked Bruce a lot, but he had definitely just opened up farther than Clint was comfortable with, and it was making Clint's skin itch.
"Not as lovely as it is in person," Bruce countered. "When were you in Thailand?"
"On my honeymoon," he said, letting the word slip out before he realized it.
Bruce arched a questioning eyebrow. "You're married?"
There was an easy out here--Clint had been married once before, to a beautiful woman named Bobbi. He could tell Bruce he was divorced, and wouldn't even be lying, and still keep their secret. But... but. He didn't want Phil to be a secret anymore--and he didn't want to be Phil's secret anymore.
"Yeah," he said, swallowing hard as his fingers traced the edge of the picture frame. His stomach clenched tight, and he took a deep breath. "Me and Coulson... for three years," he murmured, not looking at Bruce.
He heard Bruce's smile in his voice. "You're so good together; I should have guessed."
Clint huffed out a laugh. "I suppose so."