After long seconds of uncertainty and calling himself a idiot over and over, Clint's breath of relief was definitely a loud one. In many aspects, Natasha wasn't like most other woman, she didn't like most of these things you always saw on TV or something. From the very beginning he had had to be very mindful not to trigger her with something that belonged to the bad sides of their job, or to a past that she had long left behind.
The last minutes had been a silent prayer that she would know what he wanted to tell her. Which was always the same. He wanted to make her smile. Make her feel good. And today, tell her how much it meant to him what she did for him.
Her kiss let that tense pressure in his stomach vanish immediately. He gladly wrapped his arms around her and allowed himself to drown in it, with half closed eyes, still watching her, because really, he never got tired of her smile. With his forehead gently resting against hers, he returned it, with all the affection, the admiration, the deep passion he felt for her. And the simple, deep joy of being with her. Being able to do this for her, to do things for her that made her happy.
"Anytime", he finally murmured, still blushing a little.
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Date: 2014-01-24 12:39 pm (UTC)From:The last minutes had been a silent prayer that she would know what he wanted to tell her. Which was always the same. He wanted to make her smile. Make her feel good. And today, tell her how much it meant to him what she did for him.
Her kiss let that tense pressure in his stomach vanish immediately. He gladly wrapped his arms around her and allowed himself to drown in it, with half closed eyes, still watching her, because really, he never got tired of her smile. With his forehead gently resting against hers, he returned it, with all the affection, the admiration, the deep passion he felt for her. And the simple, deep joy of being with her. Being able to do this for her, to do things for her that made her happy.
"Anytime", he finally murmured, still blushing a little.