"Well, I could suggest a few things, but that would kinda contradict the purpose."
Clint laid back against the warmed surface of the rock, still smiling, with his arms crossed under his head and stared up into the blinding blue sky. They wouldn't be able to stay here forever, not under such a bright sun, but for a few minutes, this was just perfect.
Only salt and warmth on his skin, a few seagulls close by probably debating who got the biggest chunk of their lunch, a boat honking in the distance. It was quiet enough to hear even the children laughing and playing on the beach behind them. They were playing anime stuff and wizards or vampires on their card games nowadays, instead of superheroes or the good old UNO that Barney and him had preferred, but other than that... This was probably the closest to normal he'd ever get.
And it was enough. More than. Because he wasn't alone anymore, seeing others happy and feeling out of place, pondering about his miserable life choices. There were a few things he had done right and the woman by his side had been the best.
He turned his head lazily when the sun stung too much in his eyes and blinked at her, sighing. God, he loved her hair color in the sunshine.
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Date: 2014-03-22 05:35 pm (UTC)From:Clint laid back against the warmed surface of the rock, still smiling, with his arms crossed under his head and stared up into the blinding blue sky. They wouldn't be able to stay here forever, not under such a bright sun, but for a few minutes, this was just perfect.
Only salt and warmth on his skin, a few seagulls close by probably debating who got the biggest chunk of their lunch, a boat honking in the distance. It was quiet enough to hear even the children laughing and playing on the beach behind them. They were playing anime stuff and wizards or vampires on their card games nowadays, instead of superheroes or the good old UNO that Barney and him had preferred, but other than that... This was probably the closest to normal he'd ever get.
And it was enough. More than. Because he wasn't alone anymore, seeing others happy and feeling out of place, pondering about his miserable life choices. There were a few things he had done right and the woman by his side had been the best.
He turned his head lazily when the sun stung too much in his eyes and blinked at her, sighing. God, he loved her hair color in the sunshine.