Date Night || Richard (rchardriders) & Clint (hawkeyenotironfist)

hawkeyenotironfist:

Clint didn’t see the text until he got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. “Shit,” he cursed, opening up the text and quickly answering.

[Text: 7:16 PM] I mean, if you wanna. But how about we just take a cab? I’m still not used to flying yet. XP

He rushed to his room, digging through his closet. What the hell were they supposed to be wearing? Groaning, he texted Richard again.

[Text: 7:17 PM] Uhh by the way what should I be wearing? Like, a suit or jeans or……?

What a hot mess he was. Lying back on his bed while he waited for Richard’s response, Clint stared up at the ceiling, sighing. He hoped Richard didn’t mind that he was basically a moron. With no fashion sense. Although he was the one who flirted with Clint first. So that was on him. 

Richard aimlessly flew around for a while, he had time to kill before eight and before Clint replied anyway. He had managed to stop a robbery, and rescue a man from an overturned vehicle. Just a normal day in the life of one Richard Rider.

His phone buzzed and he asked Worldmind to either read it loud for him or to direct it to the visor. He got the latter. Richard asked Worldmind to reply to the text for him to which he got a,

                    “I’m supposed to help you with bigger, cosmic, problems, not to help you flirt.”

Richard had easily convinced her with, “Would you rather have me use the suit’s system? I think not.” Worldmind had conceded and sent the following text back to Clint:

          [Text: 7:19 PM] You should be wearing nothing. I mean… a suit’s fine. You do have a suit, right? Also, a cab’s great, I’ll be at your place in three.

He immediately changed his course, and made his way to Clint’s house, at the same time calling for a cab to wait for them there.