25 Unicorn Street- Monday evening

[throughaphase]

Kitty had gotten back from New York today, and hadn't really wanted to do much of anything when she got back. So it wasn't till she'd hung around the house long enough to get just bored enough to clean up that she put the radio broadcasts from the last week on as background noise.

"Uh... honey?"

[I'm back! For the boy!]

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[so_hawkward]

"Oh yeah, as I was making my escape, I was totally thinking about how I'd tell you everything and then make you patch me up," Clint said with just a hint of sarcasm.

[throughaphase]

"Aside from that part about voluntarily telling me everything, that sounds about right," she grinned, applying another bandage.

[so_hawkward]

"I didn't want to worry you. It wasn't a big deal," Clint said. "I wasn't trying to be dishonest or anything."

[throughaphase]

"Oh, I know. And I'm not mad or anything," Kitty assured him. "But I much rather finding out these things from you as opposed to like, getting your shirt off under different circumstances and freaking out."

[so_hawkward]

"Okay, yeah, that would have been weird," Clint said, smiling softly. "I'll try to be better about admitting when I get hurt." Somehow, likely through a lot of practice.

[throughaphase]

"We've got time to work that out," Kitty smiled, reaching for the cream again.