Since Clint knew that Natasha was definitely capable of proceeding with such a threat at least for a while, he made a quick zipping-motion over his mouth and behaved.
A little dozing, with his head against the back rest and his eyes closed, helped him find some energy back after the draining night, while Natasha was busy. The quiet, well-known noise of her smooth movements blended in with the atmosphere of an apartment similar to his. Seldom used but marked by years of ownership. A thin layer of dust, the faint note of her favorite perfume, lots of coffee.
He actually wouldn't mind if there was just a hint of this at his place from time to time. Well, one of the e-mails he had sent before, was the request for another key for his apartment being made...
This time it was the warm orange light of a sunrise over a calm, deep blue ocean shining through his mind in his half-awake dream. Definitely not the worst way to pass the time.
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Date: 2013-12-19 09:44 pm (UTC)From:A little dozing, with his head against the back rest and his eyes closed, helped him find some energy back after the draining night, while Natasha was busy. The quiet, well-known noise of her smooth movements blended in with the atmosphere of an apartment similar to his. Seldom used but marked by years of ownership. A thin layer of dust, the faint note of her favorite perfume, lots of coffee.
He actually wouldn't mind if there was just a hint of this at his place from time to time. Well, one of the e-mails he had sent before, was the request for another key for his apartment being made...
This time it was the warm orange light of a sunrise over a calm, deep blue ocean shining through his mind in his half-awake dream. Definitely not the worst way to pass the time.