Taste of Thai- Thursday night

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It was birthday week! Sure, Clint's birthday had kind of been taken up by defeating Krampus and evil toys and such, but that meant this was also a little bit of a celebration for the week.

Which was why when they went out for dinner after Kitty's class, she'd made arrangements to have dessert brought out, which was a cake reading "Hey, we're not dead yet!"

For many, many reasons with their lives, it paid to have a sense of humor about these things.


[For the guy!]

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It had taken some convincing to get Clint out and even celebrating his birthday, but the cake certainly helped, and he laughed as he leaned across the table to give one of Kitty's hands a squeeze. "Not dead and not nearly roasted in a volcano. We really did well this time," he said.

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"No one even got kidnapped!" Kitty added. "Maybe we're getting better at this."

They were not.

[so_hawkward]

They totally were!

"It would have been a really bad week to be visiting me in the clinic or something, so I'm proud of us," he said. "And thank you for sticking with me in general, as I get more ancient."

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"You're not that ancient," Kitty teased. "Besides, when guys get older they just get distinguished."

[so_hawkward]

"That's true, my future self has still been pretty smoking on those weird weekends." So much better than Old Man Hawkeye, that was for sure. "Although my body definitely feels like child rearing has aged me."

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"It just feels that way because of all the sleep-deprivation," she assured him, knowingly. "You're still definitely on the road to smoking."

[so_hawkward]

"Aww, you say the sweetest things," Clint said, laughing. "Hopefully next week will be back to normal, with no Christmas stuff and no one attacking us."

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"And normal looks like...?"

She said it jokingly, but who even knew anymore.