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Day 14: Clint Barton/Matt Murdock

"Good morning."

Clint's footsteps are light, but not inaudible as he pads into the kitchen, where Matt's going over a deposition. He doesn't respond; long enough for Matt to suspect he'd forgotten to put his ears on again.

The next time he sidles past--the soft shuffling of powder into paper implies that he's going about his morning cuppa--Matt lets one of his hands reach out and settle against his side. Clint stops, then shuffles a bit to face him.

Matt slides the hand up until it rests at the side of his neck, just under his ear. He tilts his head.

It takes a moment for Clint to understand, still groggy with sleep, but after a few seconds, he curses.

"Fuck! Sorry babe," There's a click, then the low hum of machinery, "did you say something?"

Matt laughs, pulling him down for a kiss.

"Good morning, Clint."

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