"You sometimes offer other suggestions of what we could do with our time." Phil kisses his temple. "I'm even willing to wait to do the dishes until tomorrow just to pet your hair sooner."

He squeezes Clint's side before they untangle and grabs a beer from the fridge before making his way to the couch. He's already got his sleeves rolled up but he deliberately undoes the top three buttons on his shirt before he sits down.

Phil puts an arm across the back of the couch which gives Clint plenty of room to make himself comfortable. The beer gets set down on a coaster and the remote gets picked up to channel surf.