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Clint perks up as a silly grin spreads across his face. He shrugs nonchalantly as if his mischievousness isn't written all over his face.
"Don't worry about it, Ven"
You can't help but to scoff at that. The shenanigans that Clint gets up to will be the cause of your early graying, of course you're going to worry.
Clint sighs with a light blush on his cheeks, "Okay yeah- uh, I'm trying to bake a cake for Bella. Today's our anniversary and she got called into work and had no choice but to go to work and she was very sad that we'd have to cancel our plans for this morning and so instead of just buying some generic cake from a grocery store and end up with it tasting bad i thought that maybe-"
"Clint."
"...yes..?"
"Do you even know how to bake a cake?"
"It's.. the thought that counts?"
You let out a soft laugh, shaking your head. He's not entirely wrong; Bella wont care if the cake tastes good or not. She's just that kind of person who appreciates the sentiment and care put into something.
"Alright, give me a second"
You walk to your kitchen, and rummage through the fridge looking for the egg carton. It's been a while since you've gone grocery shopping or even needed to buy eggs, so hopefully you find something. Or else you'll have a kicked puppy for a Clint.
The eggs turned out to be hiding behind a styrofoam container of leftover chili's baby back ribs. There's only one egg left, but if it's for Bella's sake, you'll happily pass it off.
Begin your morning routine
