Clint had been all caught up in the relieved comfort her smile was giving him and the warm serenity of her head trustfully resting on his shoulder. So he only realized the rain had come faster than expected when the streetlights revealed a few drops glistening in Natasha's hair.
He let go off her waist for just long enough to wipe the wetness of her forehead, a silly, stubborn part of him not ready yet to let this moment end. But there really was no use, the sky was already opening right above them.
With a frustrated sigh, he moved to step away from her, bring her to the untidy moldy reality that his apartment, when really he wished for nothing more than hold precious minutes like this all night. And maybe a little longer.
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Date: 2013-08-17 05:15 pm (UTC)From:He let go off her waist for just long enough to wipe the wetness of her forehead, a silly, stubborn part of him not ready yet to let this moment end. But there really was no use, the sky was already opening right above them.
With a frustrated sigh, he moved to step away from her, bring her to the untidy moldy reality that his apartment, when really he wished for nothing more than hold precious minutes like this all night. And maybe a little longer.
"We should go, I guess."