God, he loved her accent. Natasha sometimes had understandable issues with her Nationality, due to her past, but when Clint thought of Russia, there weren't only death and violence on his mind. He wasn't a big fan of the weather but they had had many adventures there, shared many nights of comfort and getting closer and days in places of unspeakable beauty.
Russia, that still in a way was home, it was where her story had begun and through all the horrors that she had gone through, that he wished he could take away from her somehow, without all that... She wouldn't be here now. And without her, he wouldn't be either, for many reasons.
He locked away these much too serious thoughts carefully, glad that she didn't look at him right now, and gave her shoulder a quick light bite instead.
"Good thing about you doing that Bond girl thing? I certainly won't have to seduce you, we're already through that part..."
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Date: 2014-02-01 10:24 am (UTC)From:Russia, that still in a way was home, it was where her story had begun and through all the horrors that she had gone through, that he wished he could take away from her somehow, without all that... She wouldn't be here now. And without her, he wouldn't be either, for many reasons.
He locked away these much too serious thoughts carefully, glad that she didn't look at him right now, and gave her shoulder a quick light bite instead.
"Good thing about you doing that Bond girl thing? I certainly won't have to seduce you, we're already through that part..."