Natasha moved her arms to wrap lightly around his shoulders, the bouquet of flowers still dangling from her hand. Whenever he called her perfect she protested it, but she thought she finally understood when he said she was perfect to him. Clint certainly wasn’t without his faults, but in moments like these when he still managed to surprise her she knew he was perfect; perfect to her; perfect for her.
She didn’t know what else to say so she just let herself enjoy his presence, his closeness, and that happy smile on his face. He was still blushing, and it made her smile even wider and move to press her lips to his warm cheeks.
Of course then the buzzer sounded to interrupt the moment. “Food,” Natasha said, pulling back to look at Clint again. “Why don’t you get a movie set up and I’ll get the door?” And find something to put her flowers in. Even though they were leaving tomorrow she could enjoy them tonight. Maybe she could even hang them to dry somewhere while they were away so the flowers would be preserved whenever they returned.
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Date: 2014-01-24 09:01 pm (UTC)From:She didn’t know what else to say so she just let herself enjoy his presence, his closeness, and that happy smile on his face. He was still blushing, and it made her smile even wider and move to press her lips to his warm cheeks.
Of course then the buzzer sounded to interrupt the moment. “Food,” Natasha said, pulling back to look at Clint again. “Why don’t you get a movie set up and I’ll get the door?” And find something to put her flowers in. Even though they were leaving tomorrow she could enjoy them tonight. Maybe she could even hang them to dry somewhere while they were away so the flowers would be preserved whenever they returned.