Clint

Clint threw the pillow over his shoulder hitting his bedroom door. Where were they he thought. They had been right their, on top of his clothes. He had only taken them off to shower. It didn't matter that Coulson had made sure that they were waterproof.
Old habits die hard. And Clint liked thosefew moments of peace.

He left his bedroom, having checked every inch of the room. Clint started his search of the lounge. His lounge was just as empty as his bedroom. Clint didn't have much stuff to fill the rooms that Stark had given him with. He hoped that one day he would.
This was the first place that was starting to feel like home, since the cirus. It was the first time in his life that he had a place of his own that he wouldn't have to suddenly up and leave. It had taken him a few months to het used to that
idea, but Stark had been insistentthat they all move into what was now called Avengers Tower. So much so that they all now lived their whenever they weren't working.

Clint finished turning his sofa inside out, when he felt a hand rest gently on his shoulder. Before he knew who it was, Clint had sent the person flying onto their back and had a knife to their throat.
Doctor Bruce Banner looked ip at Clint his hands held upin surrender. Clint sighed to himself. Old habits die hard he thought again.

Replacing his knife,hestepped back allowing the Doctor some room. He jusst hoped that he hadn't done enough to bring the Hulk out. Not that Clint minded the Other Guy, in fact he quite like him. The Hulk was like a child and Clint liked children.
Banner seemed quite calm though, so Clint assumed that the Hulk wasn't going to make an apperance. The Doctor was a little green around them eyes, but from Clints memory he normally was.

Once Banner was stood up Clint allowed himself to slowly panic about what he was going to do now. No one apart from Nat, Coulson and Fury knew that he was deaf and Clint would rather it stay that way. He wasn't sure how the team would react, but he could
guess that it would mean his leaving. No one would want to work with him if their was the possibility that at any moment he wouldn't be able to hear them. Or as Doctor Banner had just proved hear the enemy coming up on him. Clint knew how to work
with his deafness and Nat knew how to work around it but the others wouldn't.

He looked at the Doctor and saw that Banner's eyebrow was raised in slight confusion. He must have been calling Clint's name. Their was no way that Clint could say he was zoned out. He was an assassin. Clint couldn't even remember the last time he had
been probably relaxed.

While Clint was trying to work out if he could knock the Doctor out without the Hulk appearing, Banner signed something at him.
"I will keep your secret."