"What I'm feeling?" Phil crosses to him and cups Clint's cheek in his hand. He brushes his thumb back and forth slowly. "I liked it. It was fun. I could tell you were having fun teasing me."

And it didn't really bother Phil that much. It made him feel a little silly but he didn't mind. Not when Clint was happy and they never drew any attention. They were just two guys.

"It was more comfortable than I expected."