Feelings, Deprivation & Circumstances

SUICIDE MISSION!

a part of Feelings, Deprivation & Circumstances, by SierraWrangler.

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SUICIDE MISSION!

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SUICIDE MISSION! is a part of Feelings, Deprivation & Circumstances.


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Clint rolled his eyes, continuously poking the cyborg's back and snapping his fingers. ''Marcus!" He mockingly called out in a sing-a-song voice.

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''What is it, you baby?'' Marcus told, lifting his dark eyebrows at the archer as he turned his head to face him with amusement. ''Let me think in peace...''

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''No...never'' Clint dramatically noted, crossing his arms and leaning onto Marcus as he walked with a grin.

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''Well, I have to tell you...fuck off,'' The cyborg told playfully, grinning and moving away from Clint with a light chuckle. ''Speaking of that...''

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Clint rose his eyebrows, grinning slyly and humming in thought as he tipped his chin, glancing at Marcus in a knowing manner.

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''Thank you, Clint, for taking away my ability to properly walk again in certainly a week,'' The cyborg told, scoffing and turning his head as a faded shade of red crept up on his cheeks, a smile breaking through.

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''You can always count on it'' The archer promised, smirking at the sight of Marcus and stepping closer to him.

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''Is that so?'' Marcus mused, curving a finely shaped eyebrow as he halted to look at the archer in amusement.

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''Of course...unless I'm busy with something/someone else'' Clint told, shrugging and spinning in a small circle with a grin.

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''Well, damn...you're feral,'' The cyborg threaded, smirking and shaking his head in the slightest disbelief. ''But, it's good news for me.''

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''Yeah? I'm glad to hear that'' The archer told, licking his lips and patting the cyborg's back as he moved ahead.

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''So am I...but I'm definitely gonna have to get used to it,'' Marcus spoke as he sauntered after the marksman, chuckling deeply and raising his head. ''Get used to you.''

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''Of course'' The archer mouthed, grinning slyly as he looked down in thought.

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The cyborg shook his head, breathing out and face-palming with a grin. Marcus was clearly hoping for nobody else to find out, as it was something they should keep between themselves. Yet.

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''Have a problem, dear?'' Clint asked, licking his lips and turning around to face Marcus with a pleased expression on his face.

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Marcus breathed out wordlessly, a grin remaining on his face as he shook his head in a negative response. He was pretty excited with the archer's words, actually, but he wouldn't admit it.

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''Awesome!" Clint announced proudly, a grin remaining on his face as he kept moving.