asking about a scar (and i know i gave it to you months ago)
[http://archiveofourown.org/works/384727] - - public:opalsong
When he was younger, Clint wished really hard for someone. They could be on the road to anywhere and they invariably are. Clint's fingers rest on Coulson's and, like the trapeze or the bowstring, he has learned the value of grip and he doesn't leave bloody fingerprints anymore.