Is there a problem?
“Talk, is that what they call it now?” Genevieve jokes, as Clint drags her down the hall.
Clint doesn’t respond.
“Oh I know what you’re doing!” Genevieve laughs, as Clint yanks on her wrist. “We’re going to the training room.”
Clint stops in front of Genevieve’s room, and he turns to her.
Genevieve steps back alarmed, by the look in Clint’s eyes.
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“Gen’ you know I respect the hell out of you. But you really get on my nerves sometimes.” Clint says harshly, still holding Genevieve’s wrist.
Genevieve’s brain can’t come up with a quick remark. Or words at all for that matter, she’s never seen Clint so angry.
“I won’t work with you, because you’re a serous hot head! Not to mention, going out on your own… without even telling the team what you’re doing!” Clint scoffs.
“Why would I? You said you won’t-”
“Genevieve! You know damn well, I would have your back anyway! Why the hell do you think I showed up? I knew you were going to follow Savannah. It was just confirmed, when Steve came to me and said you took off.” Clint raises his voice.
“Boy you have a funny way of showing it! You have never once, stopped working me! I don’t care how stupid, or dangerous I’ve been in the field. You still stayed working with me!” Genevieve snaps.
“You were thinking clearly back then! I don’t know what happened, that you lost that!” Clint rolls his eyes.
“I could say the same about you!” Genevieve raises her eyebrows. “A mark has never gotten under your skin before… and believe me, I’ve heard what they’ve said about me before.” Genevieve laughs.
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“Barton, Grean… is there a problem?” Steve asks, walking into the hall.
“No.” Genevieve snaps, as she stares at Clint.
Steve nods as he goes back into Tony’s lab.
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“We’ll finish this in the training room.” Clint whispers, as he storms away from Genevieve.
Genevieve lets out a huff as she goes to her room.
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Genevieve changes into leggings, and a sports bra. Before going into the training room.