Clint Barton.

"So when I say this looks 'bad' I promise you, it feels worse." #Hawkeye pic.twitter.com/v5ThysNDcD

@DisguisedWidow He popped open the drivers side door, taking a deep breath of that interior. He smirked, looking over at his girl over the roof of the car. “No, I’ll save the honor for you. Her I’ll just let take me for a ride in public like a dirty, dirty car.” He joked

He followed suit, taking a step to bridge the gap between the two of them. “I’d hope not.. can’t have you in all shock and awe over something so simple.”

“You don’t even know the power of a kiss until it’s with that one person that makes you whole..” #NationalKissingDay

@DisguisedWidow // #MINE

@DisguisedWidow -Revives because not done with you yet-

“I dunno what that actually means. I just really like that Lady Marmalade song.”

Blank stare. Blinks a few times. “.. we we.” twitter.com/disguisedwidow…

“Fancy French.. well Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir.. so there.” twitter.com/disguisedwidow…

“The reunion years in the making.” twitter.com/disguisedwidow…

@DisguisedWidow no letting me get hurt as bad as in Moscow, okay? Still flares up when it rains.”

@DisguisedWidow “Obviously.. “ he mumbled as he finally found his and unlocked it. He raised an eyebrow before showing the screen to her. “And apparently know I’m with you. At least we aren’t being ripped apart right away. If anything, this is a hell of a lot more like old times. Just.. _

“Sorry, not sorry fellas. Once you go Barton nothing else will do.” twitter.com/disguisedwidow…