Barton glanced up from his coffee mug as Kagome crawled out of her bed bleary eyed, frowning when he raised his cup to her with a smirk on his face.
"I was hoping last night was a bad dream." She mumbled as a yawn passed her lips.
"Good to see you didn't run again." Barton replied.
Kagome raised her eyebrows and poured her own cup of coffee, leaning her hip against the counter.
"I had a refresher course on what's expected of the last priestess." She said.
Barton placed his mug on the counter and crossed his arms.
"I bet if you wore that into your fight you'd win." He said flicking a finger between her oversized shirt and short shorts.
"That's gross, the guy's still my dad." Kagome shuddered.
Placing her own mug next to his, Kagome tugged at the shirt awkwardly before moving to get into decent clothing.
"I'm sorry, that I threw you off the helicarrier." Barton said walking behind her.
"You weren't yourself, besides it's not like it killed me." Kagome shrugged.
Barton sat on the edge of her bed, watching her grab clothes before snatching at her wrist. "I still don't want it to be weird." He said.
Kagome smiled and patted his head, "you didn't make it weird. Natasha is very possessive of you."
"There's nothing to worry about with Nat, she's been seeing someone. We're friends, nothing else." Barton sighed.
Kagome allowed him to pull her next to him on the bed and placed her clothing on the nightstand.
"Good, I was tired of her taking her insecurity's out on me." she said with a nod.
Barton nodded and nodded at the bathroom, "go get cleaned up."
Kagome nodded and sighed, "thanks for reminding me who I am."
Leaning in, Kagome moved to press her lips to his cheek before he turned his head, catching her lips with his.
