"Oh, thank god," Clint muttered under his breath as his fingers curled about the cup and he inhaled the aroma of coffee from his favorite little place around the corner from their apartment. "I could kiss you. Except Coulson would keep me in lectures for the next week about breaking fraternization rules. Especially in front of fresh meat," he laughed, returning Bucky's grin with one of his own before carefully schooling his features as Coulson shot him a Look.

Still, he managed to squeeze in a wink as Bucky backed away. "I'll find you later," he promised, holding his friend's gaze for a moment before he lifted his hand in a wave and continued down the hall with Coulson, Foster and Darcy, in considerably higher spirits as he sampled his coffee.

God, he'd missed New York.