"Yep, and if we power up the game with the year of construction, I'll actually have a chance of beating you for once", Clint grinned.
It continued the way it had started on the weekend. Just a few minutes after another of these uncomfortable situations, when his throat felt suddenly too tight and his skin started to crawl, they were back to joking. Back to relaxing.
He couldn't remember them ever holding hands like this outside of a job but he certainly didn't mind. From time to time he caressed Natasha's skin softly with his thumb and threw her a smile as they walked, to show her things were okay. That he had found his balance back for the moment.
Being in the middle of a crowd still wasn't his favorite place but then again, it had never been. A few minutes of fresh air on the viewing terrace really sounded nice now.
Still he slowed down for a moment when they passed a quiet, nearly empty corner with slot machines, where a familiar logo caught his eye, and his smile grew immediately.
"Nice. They've got a Pac-Man multiplayer. Haven't seen one of these in ages. There was one in the first orphanage Barney and me were in. Didn't work half of the time, but when it did, we were addicted to it. He always let me win."
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Date: 2014-02-18 03:20 pm (UTC)From:It continued the way it had started on the weekend. Just a few minutes after another of these uncomfortable situations, when his throat felt suddenly too tight and his skin started to crawl, they were back to joking. Back to relaxing.
He couldn't remember them ever holding hands like this outside of a job but he certainly didn't mind. From time to time he caressed Natasha's skin softly with his thumb and threw her a smile as they walked, to show her things were okay. That he had found his balance back for the moment.
Being in the middle of a crowd still wasn't his favorite place but then again, it had never been. A few minutes of fresh air on the viewing terrace really sounded nice now.
Still he slowed down for a moment when they passed a quiet, nearly empty corner with slot machines, where a familiar logo caught his eye, and his smile grew immediately.
"Nice. They've got a Pac-Man multiplayer. Haven't seen one of these in ages. There was one in the first orphanage Barney and me were in. Didn't work half of the time, but when it did, we were addicted to it. He always let me win."