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[jumpthegun]

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[awwnoun]

You don't have to lie to us about Bucky, we all know what he's capable of. [ Sniff. ] He's angry at himself, man, of course he told Nat. I don't think he really wanted to hurt you, he's just pretty much convinced himself he's a dangerous asshole.

[jumpthegun]

Yeah. I wouldn't have been protecting him if I thought he was just a violent psychopath. He didn't want to hurt me, but he chose to do it anyway. Managed to talk him down from doing worse, at least, so I know he's still holding it together a bit.

[awwnoun]

We're gonna come get him. [ Clint actually sounds a little annoyed! He's been trying his best not to be, but he's tired and his hand hurts and he's been lied to! ]

[jumpthegun]

[Only for your own good, Clint! You were so much happier before you knew. Clearly, this is proof that the lie was better.]

Yes. Ms. Romanov mentioned. We won't be going anywhere quickly. I am sorry. I just didn't want to worry you, Clint. Or cause a fuss.

[awwnoun]

Don't apologize, just don't lie to me. [ Grouch, grouch, grouch. ] I already worry, you just made it so I had to hear it from a really pissed off Natasha instead of you.

You could've just told me the truth and asked me to keep it quiet. I would do that.

[jumpthegun]

[Wow, okay, Dad.]

That still wouldn't solve the worrying you part of this. You've had a hell of a lot to deal with the past few weeks.

[So saith the man with absolutely no drama or things to deal with.]

[awwnoun]

Yeah, and so have you. [ After the HUGE BLOWOUT he had with his team he is not doing super well with controlling his tone, oops. ] This is literally what I do. This --

Whatever. I don't care, today has sucked across the board, and I'm done arguing with a bunch of martyrs. I'm going to go take a nap.

[jumpthegun]

[That tone does make John feel a little bad. Not so much to acquiesce, though.]

Sleep well, Clint.