Chapter 2
It stings, his cheek where Bucky kissed it for the last time. He knows it doesn't really but it feels like it does. Clint feels frozen in place, still touching his cheek and letting the silent tears run down his face. The time registers when he hears Lucky's bark at the door and Wanda's voice asking him if he was decent. The archer is quick to rub his face and hide in the bathroom, avoiding his reflection as he splashes water on his face.
When he comes out, Wanda is frowning and has her arms crossed. "What did Bobbi do this time? Am i going to have to tell Rhodey to keep her off the grounds?" She threatens with narrowed eyes.
"Not Bobbi. Bucky. He left me so I can be with Bobbi. Said something about the way I look at her and she's what I need and...I don't know. He just...ended it." Clint says, starting a pot of coffee so he doesn't have to look at Wanda as he speaks, so she won't see how affected he really was by it all.
"Bucky said Bobbi was what you needed? Bobbi? The woman who divorced you and then kept showing up and getting involved with you only to leave again when she remembered why it didn't work in the first place? He thinks she's what you need? Seriously?" Wanda says, throwing her hands up in exasperation. She shakes her head and sighs, "Why would he think that?"
"Clint, why would he think that?" She asks again after she doesn't get an answer. The witch watches as the team's resident archer pours himself a mug of coffee with slightly shaky hands and takes a long drink.
Clint looks down into his mug. "She talked me down from a flashback. A really personal one, about my family that only few people know about. She did it when Bucky couldn't and she kinda scolded him about not knowing. I should have said something, should have...it wasn't his fault he didn't know. We've been having problems since she came around the first time, and I don't know maybe this was the last straw for him. A sign or something." He rubs his nose and takes another drink.
Wanda furrows her brows in confusion. "You've been together for a few months now, why doesn't he know? And why do you keep letting her come back? She's not even an Avenger, she's barely even a Stark agent." She sighs when she doesn't get an answer again. She rests her chin on her hand and blows out a breath. "If Natasha were here, you know she'd never let her stick around.."
"Well she's not here okay! She's not here anymore! She's gone and she left me here! Everyone keeps leaving..." Clint's outburst is loud and over quickly as he dumps the rest of his coffee into the sink. "I'm going to bed, I don't wanna talk to anybody, you know where the door is." He throws over his shoulder as he stalks to his bedroom and closes the door.