Natasha understood his relief, and found it rather endearing. This trip was for him, the location had been his idea, so of course he would worry she wouldn’t like it. He had always worried way more than he should about pleasing her and making her happy, though she certainly appreciated it. It was not something she was used to, though.
Giving her eyes a playful roll when he wasted no time in stripping off his shirt, she fell in a step behind him as he led her through the house, pointing out various rooms on the way. “And a fully stocked fridge?” Natasha said, impressed. “I feel bad for thinking you did nothing but nap while I packed.” Except she didn’t look like she felt bad at all, just thoroughly pleased.
Gratefully taking the glass of water, she took a large gulp before continuing the tour into the bedroom, which was the room she was most interested in seeing tonight. As much as she wanted to see everything and explore every bit of this house that Clint seemed to love so much, the idea of crawling into bed sounded really good right now too.
Following him out onto the small balcony, her eyes lit up at the picture before her. “It’s beautiful,” she breathed, leaning one arm on the rail and resting her glass beside it. For a moment she just took it all in - the sights, the sounds, the smells - before finally turning her eyes to Clint again. “I can see why you wanted to come here.”
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Date: 2014-03-12 10:44 pm (UTC)From:Giving her eyes a playful roll when he wasted no time in stripping off his shirt, she fell in a step behind him as he led her through the house, pointing out various rooms on the way. “And a fully stocked fridge?” Natasha said, impressed. “I feel bad for thinking you did nothing but nap while I packed.” Except she didn’t look like she felt bad at all, just thoroughly pleased.
Gratefully taking the glass of water, she took a large gulp before continuing the tour into the bedroom, which was the room she was most interested in seeing tonight. As much as she wanted to see everything and explore every bit of this house that Clint seemed to love so much, the idea of crawling into bed sounded really good right now too.
Following him out onto the small balcony, her eyes lit up at the picture before her. “It’s beautiful,” she breathed, leaning one arm on the rail and resting her glass beside it. For a moment she just took it all in - the sights, the sounds, the smells - before finally turning her eyes to Clint again. “I can see why you wanted to come here.”