[It's only Natasha's hand on his shoulder that keeps him from taking a swing at Spock. How dare he assume anything about their relationship with Coulson. He barely even knows Coulson when him and Nat have known him for years. It's just made worse when the guy keeps stroking Coulson, making him calm down and Clint hates it.]
Go to hell. You don't know anything about us.
[He catches the look that Coulson gives him and gets the meaning even though he hates it.]
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[It's only Natasha's hand on his shoulder that keeps him from taking a swing at Spock. How dare he assume anything about their relationship with Coulson. He barely even knows Coulson when him and Nat have known him for years. It's just made worse when the guy keeps stroking Coulson, making him calm down and Clint hates it.]
Go to hell. You don't know anything about us.
[He catches the look that Coulson gives him and gets the meaning even though he hates it.]
It's your apartment too Sir.