So, people don't really post recs here all that much any more do they? Well, Imma change that, because guys, you gotta read this if you haven't already. I reread it recently and was reminded all over again just how wonderful it is. It's Steve/Bucky and Clint/Nat, but I promise that those pairings are largely irrelevant. The most important thing is that this Clint is fucking stunning.
the hurts of human life by actonbell
"Oh, well, you know," Steve tried, but Clint tilted his head, still keeping Steve's eye, and said, direct as Sam that day by the reflecting pool, "You don't know how to handle it, do you?"
"Excuse me?" Steve said, only out of the pure reflex politeness Sarah Rogers had bred into him before he was six years old.
"Grief." Clint's look was unsparing, merciless, but held no judgement, either. "The loss. The pain, the anger...." He waited, but Steve couldn't say anything any more than he could look away. "So you tried to make a deal. Dedicate your life to what's left, do what you can do. Strike a bargain that would make it all go away -- only you can't. It won't. And it never will."
Steve's throat was dry, so he took a long drink of water, and then another one, trying to think of something to say that wasn't How do you know? or No I'm fine thanks or even just Fuck you, but when he looked back up, Clint was actually smiling, a little. "Or you can tell me I'm wrong."
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