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[God damn, he is really worried about something, isn't he? Billy lifts a brow, lips pursing around the fork, then tugs it out and sets it on his plate. He's looking at the door... and Billy is suddenly reminded of all the times their 'alone time' had been cut short or interrupted. Okay, he can understand the concern now. But if Teddy's too paranoid to get in the mood for anything then he obviously needs a little reassurance.]

You know this place is ours, right? Nobody's coming in unless we invite them over.

[No parents, no cockblocking speedster brothers, no crime-in-progress-Avengers-Assemble phone call. Just them.]