To leave or to stay?
"Jarvis is there something wrong that you're not telling me?" Tony asks, standing outside of the elevator.
"No sir, just one moment." Jarvis responds.
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Tony scoffs.
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The elevator reaches Tony's floor and the doors open.
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Tony looks into the elevator to see Clint and Gen' standing there.
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"Tony." Clint nods, stepping off the elevator.
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Gen' steps off a second after Clint.
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"I thought Gen' left?" Tony asks, turning around to face the pair.
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Clint and Gen' turn to face Tony.
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"I was still packing Tony. I never left." Gen' corrects.
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Clint's heart drops.
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Tony nods.
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"I still have to debrief with Steve anyway. You know he wouldn't let me do anything, before I accomplished that." Gen' rolls her eyes.
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Tony nods with a smile.
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"I should go find him." Gen' says, as she walks towards her room.
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Clint nods as Gen' passes him.
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"Hey Clint." Tony says, curiosity in his voice.
"Yes Tony?" Clint looks at the billionaire Playboy (philanthropist).
"Are the elevators leaking something?" Tony asks.
"Uh... I don't think so." Clint furrows his brow.
"Then why is your shoulder wet?" Tony asks.
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Clint looks down at his shirt, he keeps a poker face before answering Tony.
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"I spilled something on myself before getting on the elevator." Clint shrugs. "I should go change my shirt."
"Uh-huh." Tony nods, rolling his eyes.
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Clint watches Tony step into the elevator. He then walks down to his own bedroom.
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Gen's back is to the door as she stands next to her bed.
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A hand rests on Gen's arm.
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Gen' looks over her shoulder, she turns to face her guest, and she smiles slightly.
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"Are you okay?" Clint asks, worried he's hurt Gen'.
"I'm used to walking around sore... Because of the job." Gen' shrugs.
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Clint nods.
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"Would you do me a favor?" Gen' asks.
"Sure." Clint looks at Gen'.
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Gen' takes off the hoodie, leaving her torso and breasts naked to Clint.
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Clint keeps his eyes trained on Gen's.
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"Did we break a stitch?" Gen' asks, a smile tugging at her lips.
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Clint looks down at Gen's chest.
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The bandage covering her wound from Rumlow, is still white.
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"No." Clint smiles, looking up at Gen'.
"Good." Gen' nods, grabbing a t-shirt from her bag.
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Clint looks down and then he turns to walk out of Gen's room.
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"Was that just relief you needed Clint? Or was it the heat of the moment?" Gen' asks, putting her shirt on.
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Clint looks over his shoulder at Gen'.
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"Or are you hoping it will become a regular thing?" Gen' asks, shrugging.
"Neither." Clint shakes his head.
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Gen' walks up to Clint and she stands beside him.
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Clint turns to stand face to face with Gen'.
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"How long have you waited to do that?" Gen' asks.
"Too long." Clint smiles.
"Shame." Gen' frowns, turning away from Clint.
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Clint grabs Gen's arm, he turns her to face him, and he kisses her.
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Gen' grabs Clint by the back of the head and she deepens the kiss.
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Someone knocks on Gen's bedroom door.
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Gen' pushes Clint away.
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"Who is it?" Gen' asks, trying to hide her panic.
"Steve." Rogers says.
"What do you want?" Gen' rolls her eyes.
"We need to debrief Grean." Steve states.
"I'll be there in five minutes." Gen' sighs.
"Fine." Steve says.
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Gen' clears her throat as she looks at Clint.
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"I should get to work." Clint sighs.
"Right." Gen' nods.
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Clint quickly kisses Gen' before walking to the door.
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"Clint." Gen' stops him.
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Clint looks over his shoulder at Gen'.
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"Never mind." Gen' shakes her head.
"Do you want me to come back tonight?" Clint asks, smirking slightly.
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Gen' sighs resting her hands on her hips.
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Clint chuckles and then he walks out of Gen's room.
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Gen' let's out a big huff, she sits on her bed, and she looks at her suitcase.