"Hey, I don't just go invading your bed," he pointed out as he burrowed down into the pillows as well. He had a truly impressive pillow nest, so there was plenty of pillows for him to bury himself in.

"No, but you do lounge above the hot tub," Alexis pointed out, moving around a bit to make room for him. "And I know you check in my room regularly."

"Sometimes," Clint admitted. Jarvis always stopped him before he saw anything inappropriate, anyways. "But it's still my bed." Sort of. There was a bed, somewhere underneath all the pillows. At least, he was pretty sure.

"You've got another one downstairs with the rest of us, this one is perfectly allowable for invasion," Alexis countered with a grin. "You're losing, too bad."

Clint made a face, but didn't make any move to get her out of the pillow nest. Instead, he settled in there as well, sprawling out and moving some pillows around to get comfortable.

"Definitely need one of these," Alexis muttered, also quite comfortable. "This is even better than I thought it would be."

"Told you to make your own," Clint replied, stretching a bit. He grinned. "Offer of the first pillow is still open."

"Get me a pillow and I'll start one," Alexis said with a grin. Although hers would be missing a nice archer to warm things up a bit, but that was very dangerous territory, and she shouldn't even be thinking that. She shoved that thought out of her mind.

"Deal," Clint said. He grinned. "It'll take some time to build up to what I've got, though. Took me a long time to gather all these."

"Right. Especially if you're looking for good, comfy pillows rather than just whatever you can find." Alexis shrugged. "I'll probably end up being picky about it."

Clint snickered.

"Coulson thinks I'm insane," he said. "I pick up a new pillow every time I go somewhere for a long mission."

"Not a bad idea," Alexis agreed with a grin. "And you are insane, you're just the good kind of insane."

"Best kind to be," Clint said, giving a shit-eating grin. He grabbed a pillow. "This one, this one came from Mexico on a stakeout op. I remember picking this one up while tailing the mark."

"While tailing the mark? Really? What did he do, run through a market?" Alexis rolled her eyes at him, though she was grinning.

"Well, he wasn't really running," Clint said, grinning back. "I was tailing him back to a safe house. He wandered through a market, and so I had to, too."

"And you decided to pause and grab a pillow." Alexis grinned. "I bet Coulson wanted to strangle you."

"He sounded a bit... annoyed," Clint said, grinning. "But hey, I got the job done, he had nothing to complain about."

Alexis snickered. "Uh huh. Nothing to complain about. I'm sure." She grinned and poked him. "I'm sure he can always find something to complain about if he tries."

"Probably," Clint agreed easily. "Still alive, though, and I get my jobs done, so it's all good."

Alexis snickered and shook her head, settling in there.

"You know, I think I could fall asleep here."

"I do," Clint pointed out, snickering. "All the time, in fact."

"I know." Alexis rolled her eyes at him and grabbed the nearest pillow, hitting him with it.

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Clint blinked, then grinned.

"Oh you shouldn't have done that," he said, grabbing a silk-covered pillow and whapping her with it.

Alexis grinned and grabbed another pillow, sitting up so she could have better leverage to hit him.

Clint laughed and grabbed another pillow as well. He got her with both of them and backed up some.