"Alright let me go shower first, my hair is getting oily," he complains and brushes his hair back out of his face. "Do you think maybe I should cut it? Pick me out some outfits to try out when I get out."

He's been thinking it might make life easier and he shrugs and takes another sip of coffee before setting it down and giving her hip a pat. Even showering before Natasha had showed up had been something of an anxiety, would someone show up, it was a moment of weakness like sleeping, but this time he took his time in the shower and came out after in just his underwear and his hair wrapped up in a towel grinning at her.

"Heya beautiful, heard you were lookin' for a cute boyfriend to dress up."