#deafhawkeye

Nat gave me an early Christmas present. I'm a bit scared to open it. Clint signed, motioning to the garishly wrapped purple box. At least she'd wrapped it in his favourite colours.

[We did a coin flip. It's a universe where Nat died. Since we sort of tend to ignore that happening on Tumblr. lol]

Sterling felt his chest tighten when Clint signed to him what the box was. Was this the last gift she had ever given him? No wonder he hadn't opened it in all this time. Once you open it that's it. There would be no more gifts from that person ever again. It was huge and Clint was sharing this moment with him.

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