Phil Coulson and Clint Barton had been together for several years, they lived together, whenever they could manage, worked together,
and trained together and yet it still surprised some people to find they were together. They’d been together since nearly the day they met. Phil had been sent to recruit Hawkeye into SHIELD.
Nothing about this day was the same other than it fell on the same date.
“Sir, the director’s helicopter is 5 minutes out.”
“Thank you, agent,” Phil replied without really looking up from his tablet.
Sure reminiscing while supervising an evacuation caused by a glowing cube of alien energy being unpredictable was some sort of extreme multitasking but it was better than dwelling on
the fact that his husband was in the same room as said unpredictable glowing cube.
This was his life.
Phil donned his sunglasses before approaching the helipad, it was really just to keep the swirling sand, kicked up by the chopper,
out of his eyes but if the junior agents had other theories he could count it as a bonus.
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