Kate and Nat Are Terrible Friends
“Thanks for coming over. The tracksuit mafia is really pushing me to the max. They won’t stop coming here and I can’t handle them all.”
“Sure thing. I owe you. Why isn’t the other Hawkeye around this time? Shouldn’t she be the one helping out?” Clint had called Matt to his apartment building. Clint was alone and in desperate need of some help fighting-- or at least patching himself up.
“She’s off being a superhero. She’s practically an Avenger so she does all of these missions. I have missions too but we rarely have one together. Are you complaining?”
“Not at all. What do you do while you wait for them to show up?”
“Whatever, I guess. I drink some coffee, pet Lucky, watch TV.” Clint shrugged and looked around, suddenly self conscious about his apartment and his lack of fun things to do.
“I don’t really watch TV,” Matt told him.
“Oh yeah, of course.” Clint turned red. Luckily, he was saved from further embarrassing himself by his phone ringing.
Hey Clint.
“Kate?”
Who else would be calling you?
“I don’t know. Tony. Maybe Steve. As in Captain America. Because he calls me.”
Sure. Anyway, I’m coming back a day early. We finished up really quickly.
“Wait what? You’re coming here today?”
Yeah. I’ll get there in like 7 minutes or something.
“I have a friend over though.”
Friend? I didn’t think you knew what those were. Glad I’ll get to meet them. Wait… Are you dating? I don’t want to walk in on you making out or having-”
“No! We’re friends. And-”
Gotta go. Bye! Oh! And Nat is stopping by.
Before Clint could respond she hung up. He groaned and hung the phone back on the wall.
“Who’s Nat?” Matt asked.
“Black Widow. We probably shouldn’t tell her that you’re Daredevil. She’s, like, a spy, though, so she might already know.”
“Don’t let her know but she may already know. Noted.” Matt smiled and chuckled.
7 minutes later, a SHIELD helicopter hovered over the street and a ladder dropped down. Kate and Nat expertely climbed down it. Kate let herself and Nat into the building, up the stairs, and into Clint’s apartment. She was honestly a bit surprised to see that Clint was not lying and actually did have a friend.
“I legitimately thought you were lying about having a friend.” Matt laughed and Clint fumed.
“Hi, I’m Matt,” he said.
“You’re the first guy I’ve ever walked in on Clint being on the couch with,” Nat said, turning Clint an even brighter shade of red.
“Why does everyone think I’m futzing sleeping with him?”
“I never said you were sleeping with him. Why did you assume I would?” Clint glared fiercely at her, and Kate was using all of her self control not to break out laughing. She really liked when Nat came over.
“Natasha, I think it’s time for you to leave,” Clint told her.
“Not until I get to meet your friend.”
“Matt,” Matt offered, again.
“Yes. Matt.” A flirtatious smile crept onto her face.
“No need to flirt. He isn’t some public enemy for you to gather intel on,” Clint said.
“You never know.”
“I can’t deal with you right now.” Clint dumped some coffee grounds into the machine and started it up.
“What number is that, Clint?” Kate asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied, annoyed at how she always judges him for the amount of coffee he drinks. Yeah, he knows it’s unhealthy but there’s nothing he can do about it.
“4th since I got here a few hours ago,” Matt supplied.
“Shut up Matt.”
They all got settled in, Natasha in a chair, Clint and Matt on the couch, and Kate on the counter. They talked for about 15 minutes before Clint remembered he made coffee. He looked around for a mug but didn’t find one so he poured some into a cereal bowl.
“Hey Clint. While you’re up, can you get me one of those rice krispies you mentioned earlier?” Matt asked.
“Yeah sure.” Clint was so relaxed he forgot that he was in a room with other people and not out in the field with Matt fighting the tracksuit mafia or something, so he tossed him the packaged treat. Matt had to let it hit him in the face to keep his cover.
“Clint what the heck?” Kate yelled.
“Why did you just throw something at a blind guy?” Natasha was equally shocked.
“I didn’t mean to!” Clint said defensively.
“Clint, you have perfect aim!” Kate said incredulously.
“Okay I meant to, but-”
“Holy- Clint, you ass.” Kate said.
“I just kinda forgot and…” He was at a loss of words. He looked to Matt who was sitting back, amused.
“It’s fine,” he said. “Worse things have happened.”
Nat stuck around for a while longer. While she was there, the conversation went on, one of the girls mentioning the little incident every once in a while just to make Clint angry. Eventually, the tracksuits showed up with a few new companions so Hawkeye, Hawkeye, and Black Widow went out to stop them, leaving Daredevil inside pretending to not be Daredevil. Nat left immediately and Kate followed soon after, both to return to their respective homes. Matt stayed to help Clint patch himself up.