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“Did you borrow my favorite sweater?”
Fall starters [Accepting]
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“At this point you should know I borrow it. It always likes good on me. I will wash it and give it back.” She looked up from her spot on the couch. Putting down her book.
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{ @goinbacktobed }{ cont’d from here }
“Yeah, you big dummy, it’s me,” the shapeshifter chuckled, sighing in relief with a grin when Clint finally pointed the arrow away from her. “I could ask you the same thing. I got a tip that there was something here was of my interest, and no offence, but I really hope they weren’t just talking about you.”
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“Thursday. Good Thursday.” The coffee cup apparently surgically attached to Clint’s hand. There was only one way to get over jetlag, and that was to beat it into submission with caffeine. Or it was if you asked Clint.
“I made coffee.” He offered a chipped mug full of strong black coffee over to Natasha. “thought you might need some.”
natasha took the mug, wordlessly bringing it to her lips and taking a long, long sip of the hot liquid. everything about her demeanor seemed to say do not talk to me until i have caffeinated.
the spy settled in to a seat at the kitchen table, taking a moment to watch the archer curiously. she liked him, as much as she could like anyone -- who spared her life, got her a new position with a new organization, watched her back in the field and then... invited her to his apartment.
and this absolutely seemed like a home, not a safe house. the number of stray socks was a giveaway.
‘is this a habit of yours? bringing your partners home after a mission?”
From this ask X
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Clint’s mood softened with her touch, realising he was being something of a grouch. The combination of being soaked through to the skin and their mark not showing when he was supposed to, had robbed the archer of his previous good mood.
“okay, I suppose it has some redeeming qualities.” Her gentle nudge when she mentioned kissing in the rain managing to coax the smallest hint of a smile from him. “deep down you’re a regular Hallmark movie,” The nudge reciprocated and the smile growing wider with his teasing. “But don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”
For the briefest of moments he allowed his eyes to close and his head to rest against hers, focusing on nothing but her hand against his face, forgetting for a second that they were still on the clock.
“I’ll call it in. Then how about we get outta here before we become the first people to drown thirty storeys up.”
Natasha was happy she got a little bit of a smile from him as he seems to soften from her touch. She knew that she would have that effect on him and that was what she wanted to do. Wanting him back in a better mood rather than just a drowned rat.
“Don’t you day say anything to Stark about that. I will kick you out of the bed for that.” She smiled at the nudge and the greater smile was good. But she was only really like that with him. He did bring out the softer side of the former red room assassin. It was really only something she would show him. He earned her complete and total trust.
She kissed the top of his head as he leaned against hers. She just relaxed for the moment. She even forgot they were on a mission. But to honest anytime she had with Clint would lose her thought over anything else. All that mattered was her and him.
She chuckled as he noticed. “Sure let is get dried up and warm. And get us both out of these wet clothes at home.” She grinned and stood up briefly. Holding out her own hand.
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Kate was stretching her arms above her head as she was preparing to go back out to practice on the ranger. When she heard Clint come in the other door. She looked over at him with a grin. “Hey, where you’ve been? I was just going to head out to shoot. It feels too stuffy in here.” She placed her hand on her hip as she pulled up her bow over her shoulder. Her hair pulled back to be out of her face. She always did like spending time with him so she was willing to forgo it if he had some free time with her.
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writes across Natasha's stomach "If lost, please return to Clint Barton."
Write on my muse. [Accepting]
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“I mean turn around is fair play. Though you are presumptive that people will see my stomach.”
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Arelette blinked up at Clint a few times as she was gently kicked out, managing a weak smile and laugh. Clint probably could tell she was pulling all-nighters; if she had to guess, she was pushing 72 hours without sleep right now.
“I could always just yell at you telepathically,” the brunette joked, before giving a huge yawn. “I think I’m gonna go sleep... Are you serious about me borrowing Lucky? I thought I freaked you out the last time I talked to him.”
“Do you know how beautiful you are?"
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“You think I am pretty?” She chuckled and smiled at Clint. Moving to place her hand on his cheek with a soft smile. “I think I have an idea. More so when you seem to look at me. It is different than all those other prying eyes. Only if your eyes does it really matter to me.”
