16139/Left over Pizza and Greenwich Nights.

Left over Pizza and Greenwich Nights.
Date of Scene:	21 October 2023
Location:	Private Sanctum
Synopsis:	Clint bring Clea left overs... then randomly proposes.
Cast of Characters:	Clint Barton, Clea

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Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint had gone out to lunch with Nat. He was a couple beers deep but not drunk. Nat didn't eat much and Clint had ordered entirely too much food so it was no surprise he brought home a box of mixed Buscetta and Caprasie Salad, along with a pizza. Peperoni and Mushroom with the majority of the slices still intact.

    THe door opening was audible and his greeting was as well. "Ha baby, I'm home... Are you?" He didn't know if she had slipped off somewhere or not which was bound to happen from time to time.

Clea has posed:
Clea didn't usually go far when they were not working or she wasn't dealing with Dark Dimension things. She had missed lunch due to some unforeseen circumstances, but she was home now. The woman now was sitting at the table in the dining area with paint supplies and a canvas that she was working on.

"I'm here, Clint." she gives a soft smile to him. She settles the brush down and then rises to head across to him. She reaches out to take the pizza, "How was Natasha?" she asks him as she leans in to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Nat was Nat, you know how Nat is. But I love her and she needs to get out more." Clint says with pursed lips towards the end. Natasha was a guarded person emotionally and it was hard to get around those wall sometimes. Yet, she gae such sage and wise adivce and was a good friend.

    "You hungry? Did you eat? Have some Pizza." He offers as she takes to box from him and plants a kiss on his cheek. His hand goes to the small over her back and he gives it a rub before planting a proper kiss on her lips. The painting doesn't go unnoticed. "Working on something?" He asks.

Clea has posed:
Clea chuckles to that, "We're workaholics." she tells him. "I am sorry I missed lunch." she adds. "I am starving. I forgot to pick up lunch on the way home." she muses to that. "Hopefully there wasn't anything too sordid discussed over lunch?" she teases him.

"Just hadn't painted in awhile and wanted to do something that didn't involve going outside." she muses to him before she turns to take the pizza back to the table with her.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Nah, we just talked shit about Tony and how much of an ass your uncle was." Clint winks. Takes the box fo Buscette and Caprasi over to the table with her and takes a seat next to her. He opens it and grabs a piece, taking a few bites.

    "Never be sorry, you have valid reasons for missing things and all. I'll always have something for you if you need food. Never fear." He smiles to her.

    There is a long pause before he considers. "I want to ask you something and don't feel pressured by it." Another pause, "What do you think about marrying and having children?" He asks. Clearly some other things were discussed at Nt and his lunch. Or perhaps it was his interaction with Kate and the Nat that brought about this question.

Clea has posed:
"He is a rather big pain in the ass." Clea muses as she settles the canvas aside to make room for the pizza. She was all too tickled that Clint had brought pizza home. "Thank you for bring pizza. I was going to order, but figured you might bring something." she grins. She takes a bite of pizza as he speaks, but stops and finishes off after he pauses.

She gives a curious look to him, "I mean, I've never had a problem with getting married. I was going to marry Victor after all." she tells him. "I am unsure if I can have children though. Is...that a deal breaker?" she asks him. "Are you thinking of getting married?" she asks him with a soft smile.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "If I'm out, just ask. I'll always bring you something home." Clint says with a soft smile, taking another bite of Caprese this time. "Well. Regardless if you can have children... I think I've come to a decision. We've been together for a while now. It's obvious with the Avengers now that we live together." Clint stands and move over towards their Sanctum where the bedroom is. He pulls out the drawer where his side of the bed is and then returns with a small box in his hand. He drags a chair over right next to Clea and offers her the box. "Well... do you want to get married then?" He asks

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a soft smile to him, "I'll make a note of that." she tells him. Then she's looking after him as he talks and he moves. This was an unexpected turn of events. "I mean, we've not been hiding things. I just didn't want the information going to the wrong people." she tells him. "And if you wanted to adopt or something we could." she points out.

When he drags the chair over and offers the box over to her there is a moment taken to reach out carefully to take it, "How long have you had this?" she asks him as she looks to him. Apparently she was not expecting this!

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Oh well. I cashed in on that dirty money my brother left me. Took me a little while to warm up to it but a few million doesn't hurt. By the way, you're on the trust it's in too, not that you need any funds."

    "So I wan on this mission with shield and some Alien almost captured my brain. I know horrible story... but all I could think about was being home with you and that's what made them fail in controlling me. You're my everything and I want you for as long as I live. So I bought this." He opens the case and it's not a showy engagment ring but it is rather expensive. "So... will you marry me then?"

Clea has posed:
Clea turns in her chair, facing Clint as he speaks and there is an amused, but adoring look given to the man, "You're always full of surprises." she whispers to him. Then she is listening to the why of things and there is a nod of understanding given. Clea was Immortal, she'd still be young when Clint was in old age. She could understand these things.

She looks down to the ring and then back up to Clint and she gives him a bright smile, "Was there a doubt that I would say yes?" she teases him in a gentle way. "Yes. I'll marry you. You didn't even half to provide a ring, but it is a nice belated birthday gift." she winks at him.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Hey, you know. I have to keep you on your toes." Clint says to Clea. He knew she was immortal, but who wouldn't want a hot young wife when they were 60 something, graying and old. Clint was living that good life, you know. Or maybe some god would grant him immortality in the future. Things like that happened. He wasn't worried, he was just happy that she said yes.

    She Said Yes.

    "Come on, you have to admit the ring is nice. you can enchant it with some sweet spell and mess up some bad guys with it." He offers, "Also, happy brithday." He takes the ring out and places it on her finger. "I love you, so very much Clea.". He leans up and presses a kiss to her lips.

Clea has posed:
Clea wasn't sure what to do really, but she was happy. Being happy generally meant that the world would start falling apart, but for now...she was going to be happy damn it!

"The ring is lovely and I don't think enchanting it would be a good idea. Maybe wedding bands or something though." she tells him. The kiss is returned and she gives a smile, "I love you too, Clint." she tells him. "Did you tell Nat you were going to propose?" she asks him with a bit of a grin.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "I didn't but some things she said made me realize it was the right time and I should do it." Clint says to Clea as he wraps his arms around her and pulls her close in an embrace. "Enchanted wedding bands sounds nice. What season do you want to wed in and where? I know a good place upstate."

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a little grin, "Nat is good at bestowing wise information. I think that's why you two are great friends." she admits. Then there is a soft sigh as she closes her eyes and rests her head on his shoulder as she hugs him. "I...don't know when to get married. Where is the place upstate?" she asks him.

"I don't have friends or relatives outside of the Avengers. So it would be a small guest list on my end." she chuckles.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Same for me." He admits reguarding the guest list. "Theres a little bed and breakfast with a Barn that they converted into a reception hall." He takes out his phone and shows her the website with all the photos. "Unless you want something lakeside or even... off world." He shrugged. "You don't need to make any choices right away." He kisses the top of his head.

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a smile to him, "I think that sounds lovely. Maybe you can take me to see it and we'll go from there?" she asks him. "I have no urges to be married off world or anywhere else for that matter." she tells him. "Though I'm sure that are friends are going to be pretty shocked by things. I'm sure we can explain to them the reasons for it." she grins to him.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Well if Nat is any indication, I think they'll understand." Clint says with a smile. "We'll take a trip up there for sure and maybe look around at some other places. There are nice places up by the great lakes too." He gives her another big hug before reaching for some more caprasie and taking a healthy bite.