Winterhawk (Sm)
Ship: Clint X Bucky
Established relationship
Birds Claws
Bucky walked into the kitchen with only a loose pair of sweatpants that were barely hanging on. He grabbed a water out of the fridge and a plum and sat on the barstool. Things were quiet until he heard snickering behind him.
"Wow... Wow~" Tony chuckled. As he looked at Bucky's back. It was littered with deep scratches.
"Some birds do have sharp claws. Don't they?" Bucky smirked.
"Sure they do. Especially when you make them scream all night~" Tony's smirk faded to one of horror.
"Oh god. I didn't need to hear that." Bucky chuckled. Horrified Tony made his way out of the kitchen. Clint walked in as he watched Tony scatter away looking paler than normal.
Shrugging it off Clint made his way to the coffee maker to set a pot to brew. "What was that about?"
Bucky motioned to his back. Clint walked around the counter and flushed. He drew closer and wrapped his arms around Bucky.
"Tony said some birds have sharp claws." Clint chuckled.
"Of course he did."
"But he's right~" Bucky teased.
"Shut up!" Clint hit his arm playfully and grabbed his pot of coffee.