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It's morning and the New Avangerz are ready for their breakfast. They all gather in the kitchen, just like every morning, while trying not to step on eachothers feet.
"Hey, Bob."
Walkers hand gliding over Bobs back as he pushes past him.
Bob, who was in a conversation with Yelena, stops mid sentence. His face not turnimg red but Yelena notices that something had happend.
"Are you alright? Did Walker push you again? You gotta be more careful with this, Walker."
She gives Walker a glance that would never make him do it again if he didn't know better.
"Well, if he freaks out I might have a chance at a normal shield again."
Walker smirks. By now, the Taco shield has become his favorite joke.
"Wow, Walker! Not cool! We don't want our little Bob to put us back in those rooms."
Alexei practicly screams through the kitchen.
"I don't know about you, but I saw some very upsetting things. But nothing the Red Guardian can't handle!"
"That's right, Walker... Wouldn't want to put you in a room and then hurt you."
Bob says totally innocently.
Walkers mind however wonders to something completely else. He starts choking on his fresh coffee and spits some of it onto Bobs shirt.
"Guess I'll have to change...again..."
He mumbles to himself.
"Again? What did you do this morning?"
Yelena watches him closely.
"Oh, you know. Got something on it while brushing my teeth because Wa.... because I got distracted by something... I don't remember what it was tho."
Bob answers hoping noone noticed his slip up.
Bob marches out the kitchen to get a new shirt. He opens up a drawernand realises something... he hasn't got a single clean shirt left. He scans the room two times, three times and finds a clean shirt. He doesn't think to much of it and puts it on.
The shirt, to his unknown, was not his own shirt. As he walks into the living room Walker can't stop staring at him.
"New shirt?"
Yelena is sure she hasn't seen him wearing that shirt before but something tells her she saw it somewhere else.
Walker, still fixated on Bob, tries to change the topic for Bobs and his own comfort. He hadn't seen Bob wear one if his shirts before. He certainly doesn't mind it. And it's not like anyone would know. They nearly habe the same size in shirts and he has only worn it once himself.
"Why is Bob wearing Walkers shirt? Do we need Val to gives us more money? Do we not have enough to get Bob his own clothes?"
Ava walks through a wall laughing.
Bob finally realises that this isn't his own shirt.
"I must have grabbed the wrong one..."
"You mean like in the laundry, right?"
Walker adds a little nervous but still amazed by Bob wesring his shirt.
"What else would he mean?"
Alexei adds laughing.
Walker takes a breath and walks out the room giving Bob a little sign to follow.
They end up in Walkers room, where he starts digging through clothes.
"Do you need some more shirts?"
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to wear your shirt. That was an accident."
"Happy accident."
Walker corrects him.
Bob smiles a little.
"Oh? Is that why you keep on staring at me?"
Walker stands up and slowly makes his way to Bob.
"It might be one reason. But can't I just look at MY boyfriend?"
"Don't be so loud! They might hear us."
Oblivious to Walkers flirting Bob closes the door completely and walks back over to Walker.
"Now you can say what's wrong."
"Wrong? I'm just messing with you. Let me give you some more shirts to wear."
"That's very nice of you. If I couldn't get one from you I'd probably have to walk around without a shirt."
Walkers face turns bright red.
"You do realise what you are doing to me and my imagination with sentences like that."
Walker gets closer and gives Bob a little kiss on the cheek.
"Remember when I called you an asshole the first day we met? You still are one. At least give me an actual kiss."
"Someone finally realised we are alone it seems... Not that I'm complaining. "
Walkers lips meet Bobs. At first a bit slower but they quickly get into it.
Their kisses are quick and long. They barely get to catch a breath in between. They fall down onto Wakers bed. Feeling the moment, the completely forget about the others waiting on them until they hear knocks on the door.
"Is everything okey? You two have been gone for a while now... Walker are you being mean to Bob because of the shirt? He didn't mean to do that."
Yelena stands right outside waiting for an answer.
Walker rushes to the door and unlocks it.
"Oh no, we looked through my old shirt, if he wants one of them..."
"That's suprisingly nice of you!"
Yelena walks intonthe room and pushes Walker aside.
Bob still laying in Walkers bed, trying his best to get up before she sees him there but it's too late.
"What are you doing on his bed? Looks like you two were making....out..."
She locks eyes with Bob then Walker, both quickly looking away.
She rushes out the room but Walker catches her.
"You better tell NOONE about this."
"Wasn't planing to talk about this ever again."
She looks embarrassed at him.
Walker locks the door again and both of them start laughing.
"That's not hiw I expected them to find out."
Bob says a little unsure.
"Only Yelena knows, it's gonna be fine. She won't tell. I'll make sure of that.
"Thanks, Walker."