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__Clint brooding because Natasha is on a mission far away so he's nested on a corner of the sofa while Bucky is on the other
Bucky just looks at him, takes off his arm and uses it to put his hand on Clint's shoulder without scooting over like, 'hey son, I know this is hard.'
'She didn't even tel- wHY IS YOUR DETACHED ARM TOUCHING ME?'
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