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"Please don't. I feel like we got to a pretty decent compromise last time. I'm too old to get back on a merry-go-round." He means that, absolutely, completely, and with a lot of depth of feeling. "Let's just get to the point where we make some kinda plan for this time. How long are you in town?"

Clint bobs his eyebrows. "We? It's a 'we' plan this time? Funny, thought it was a me plan, and a you sit back with popcorn and resist the urge to jump into the middle unless I get my ass handed to me."

"Different plan," he says dryly. "The we part of the plan is how long you're here and how I corner you into spending time with me around the you part of the plan."

He's not going to start interfering with Ronin's... stuff.

"Awww, Rogers, you missed me. And I don't have anything set up to entertain guests." Yoink, going to eat a little more right off Steve's plate. "Guess I can't tell you to send flowers next time if you don't know where I'm at."

He just pushes the plate directly in front of Clint. "Yeah, and I'm sure you've had your fill of me in bed with you, too." He sounds almost embarrassed by that. "But I could finish tracking you all the way down and send flowers. I don't think delivery people showing up at your door would make you happy though."

"Captain America in bed with one of his teammates, I can see the tabloids now. Wait, no, I've definitely seen them before. A lot with Tony, a lot with Natasha, not as many with me, but I'm just impressed anyone bothered to remember me in the first place."

At least Clint seems in a good mood rather than a poorly, argumentative one. "Glad you went with the existing out in the open where you knew I'd find you route rather than knocking on my door. Good call."

He likes Clint in a good mood. Or at least not having to have that fight again. "Me doing it was a choice for your benefit. Not sending some poor flower delivery person in there is more about them... though it seems kind of threatening and insane as an early warning I'm around. I'm just glad you decided to find me."

Then circling back, as he realizes. "I think I've slept with all of you now, at some point. Except Wanda and Vision."

"Wow, who would've thought you were so easy!" Is he going to keep making fun of this and all the phrasing being chosen? Yes, most likely. "All that time in the ice, must be like playing a game of catch up."

"I dunno, I'm pretty sure I got at least 364 and a half days a year worth of sleep. Probably more impressive that I sleep at all now, never mind with anybody else."

He's just going to pretend not to get it. Blatantly pretend.

"I am pretty easy to talk into bed, though."

"With all that energy you've got..." Clint seems to muse on that idea for a moment before shrugging it off and simply letting the thought hang in the air unfinished.

"Well, we can't all be cursed with super soldier-ism."

"No, but anyone who gets close enough to me can be cursed with a super soldier." He lifts his eyebrows at that one, making it more of a joke about his energy level than any kind of serious statement. "Is there somewhere you feel safe enough to talk openly?"

He has a question or two, Clint.

"Oh, wanna jump into the clandestine stuff right away, huh." Given he have even answered the basic question of 'how long are you in town for', it isn't a surprise. "We can finish up your grub, and then I can take is somewhere. Maybe even the room I've got for now. Might be slightly swankier than the old shit apartment, even."

"Sounds good. If we're gonna end up on the floor for anything, a more comfortable one might be ideal." He'd suggest the room he got just in case, but this is better. More within Clint's control.

"Unless you got a nicer place while you're in town. That you know isn't bugged. Thick walls are a blessing that few have, so I won't ask about that." They are likely to end up on the floor at some point. Seems they always do, just to have a heart to heart.

God, he doesn't really want to do that right now or ever again. But somehow it's easier with Steve.

"You get up to anything interesting meantime? Or you here cuz you need something you're not getting elsewhere?"

"We can play compare and contrast, after I've seen what kind of floor you've got. Not bugged I'm pretty confident on." Still mostly for Clint's sake, to be honest. Steve doesn't have a whole lot to lose if he gets found out, except Clint's willingness to put up with him.

And get down on the floor and talk to him. Which he should avoid but is easier for him with Clint, too. Why it has to happen on the floor, he doesn't know, but it's a consistent part of the way things play out and to him that means it's important.

(He could maybe come up with some guesses as to why. He doesn't care about the whys.)

"I did some cliff diving on my way home. Found Tony and let him deal with his shit some. Otherwise, back to the routine. Lead the way. I'll fall in and follow." Back to wherever Clint's staying.

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Clint snorts in amusement at the floor comment. Yeah, that just seems to be a thing that developed in their time in Mexico. Maybe just because that's where Steve ended up a lot. Maybe Clint started getting into that after being pinned on the ground hard enough to not get the hell back up again. Maybe they just need to make up their own stupid little rules and rituals to create excuses.

"At least you got a little excitement in you. Tell me you didn't just dive without anything else and slam your face right into the ground." They can chit chat while they move. About the little things, the smaller things that aren't connected to the bigger picture.

That makes him laugh. It isn't for long, but it's sincere. "I didn't use anything, but I hit water face first instead of the ground, so it didn't do any damage, just gave me a good view and some cheap thrills. ...and water up my nose, I guess."

"You know, most people would either go feet first or put their arms out in front for, y'know, a dive. Bet it stung like a bitch." But a good sting. They know a thing or two about that.

"What'd Tony have to bitch about?"

"Feet first is cheating." Because it's the easy way out. "I did get my arms out most of the time, but once in a while I misjudged where the water was." There was flipping and spinning.

Easy part. But: "...I need to sit on a floor to talk about Tony."

"Oof, that bad, huh. Noted, put a pin in that." They don't even have to talk about it, really. They'll see when they get there.

"Plenty of exciting things even for someone like you to do while you're in town, though, I'm sure. Maybe you could go shark diving and then squeeze yourself out of the cage and face them bare, see how that goes."

"I looked into some options, in case my lead wasn't real, you beat me out of here, or just opted out of interacting. None of those options were being eaten by a shark."

Clint. What the hell.

"Pfft, from the guy who has no problem with the idea of skydiving without a parachute straight into the ground, you're gonna let a couple sharks scare you? Punch 'em in the nose."

He glances aside at Steve. "Thought about playing some cat and mouse with you. But who's got the time for that anymore?"

"Maybe if we drag 'em into knee deep water." There's humor there, though no denial he'd sky-dive onto concrete without balking at the concept. The water here is at least as much issue as the sharks.

Then, more seriously and with a slight head tilt. "I'd play. If I was at least mostly sure you were playing."

"What I'm hearing is maybe sushi's on the menu." Take that, fish. Not so tough when you're on land.

"Could be I'd have been playing. Could be I would've wanted to see how serious you were this time around now that you know I'm not out specifically to die some ignoble death. Chose the direct approach instead. After a while."

He realizes about then that he's never had sushi, isn't entirely sure he understands the appeal, but makes a mental note to try it at some point.

"Serious about finding you and spending time with you? You still want to know?"

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