@wereallmuseshereâ continued from here
đď¸ - Barton watched her, how she shuffled and fidgeted, how she could barely even look at him. He sighed softly, zeroing in on the cigarette in her hand. He nibbled his lip and lifted a hand, running his fingers through his shaggy hair. Here they were, back alive, back on Earth, standing in one anotherâs presence...and it was every bit as awkward as one could imagine.
âI was thinking more along the lines of âI like what you did with your hairâ but...thatâs fine too.â he joked softly, hoping to cut out some of the tension hanging in the air.
âWhat if I donât want to tell you to go away?â he asked. He felt a lot of things, seeing her standing before him again...so many emotions to process.


















