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

hawkeyenotironfist:

That response was unexpected. Clint stood staring at his phone. 

[Text: 7:20 PM] Wow, you must be some kind of desperate. ;) If you really wanted to see me naked we could have just had drinks at my place.

He sounded so easy. Sighing, Clint shook his head as he pulled his suit out of his closet. It was a grey one that had been dry cleaned long ago, but there were still a few blood spatters on it. They hadn’t been able to get them all out. Dammit.

[Text: 7:21 PM] Fair warning? I look like a hot mess. Sorry, I’m not used to being fancy.

Setting his phone down again, Clint went back to attempting to get his suit on. Within minutes he at least looked respectable, save the blood stains on his shoulder. 

Richard landed a block away from Clint’s apartment, fishing out his phone from his pocket and sending off the reply in the traditional way. Worldmind mentioned something about “Couldn’t you have done this earlier?” and he just rolled his eyes, informing her that he was actually flying during that time.

          [Text: 7:21 PM] I’ll like to take you out Clint.

          [Text: 7:22 PM] Hot? Yes. A Mess? Well, I’ll make it that way later, I’m sure.

Was that too much flirting?

          [Text: 7:22 PM] No, it’s perfectly fine. I’m sure you look fantastic in a suit.

He climbed the steps to Clint’s floor and hit the doorbell, hoping that Clint was actually ready. “Three minutes, on the dot. You’re ready right?” Richard called through the door.