"Two months in, you'd probably hire with local police to not go crazy", Clint answered dryly, just a twitch around the corner of his mouth remaining of the grin before.
Natasha fell a little too serious for his taste and he already gave himself a mental slap for bringing up the wrong subject. It was small signs only, the way she fled into starting on their third granita instead of looking at him, a few too long moments between her sentences. It wasn't always as easy, but most of the time, he knew how to read Natasha by now.
He answered her touch with his own fingertips teasing the insides of her knee and thigh and got himself a taste of their strawberry cup too, spoons dueling playfully while he pondered if pressing the subject was a good or bad idea. Swallowing everything, keeping things for himself, though, that he had done long enough and it hadn't exactly ended well. Even if they were just fooling around with dreams of another life, he wanted to be honest with Natasha.
"We're both a little to young for retirement, I guess. But I'm thinking, we should take breaks like this regularly. Doesn't have to be a farm in the middle of nowhere, but... you know. Getting away from everything S.H.I.E.L.D.. Before I was assigned to New Mexico, when Thor first crashed on Earth, I haven't been on holiday for a single week, ever since I started working for Fury. Didn't get much better afterwards. I always felt I'm missing something, that I had to devote my life to the field completely. Maybe we need to take a breath from time to time to keep functioning."
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Date: 2014-05-03 01:20 pm (UTC)From:Natasha fell a little too serious for his taste and he already gave himself a mental slap for bringing up the wrong subject. It was small signs only, the way she fled into starting on their third granita instead of looking at him, a few too long moments between her sentences. It wasn't always as easy, but most of the time, he knew how to read Natasha by now.
He answered her touch with his own fingertips teasing the insides of her knee and thigh and got himself a taste of their strawberry cup too, spoons dueling playfully while he pondered if pressing the subject was a good or bad idea. Swallowing everything, keeping things for himself, though, that he had done long enough and it hadn't exactly ended well. Even if they were just fooling around with dreams of another life, he wanted to be honest with Natasha.
"We're both a little to young for retirement, I guess. But I'm thinking, we should take breaks like this regularly. Doesn't have to be a farm in the middle of nowhere, but... you know. Getting away from everything S.H.I.E.L.D..
Before I was assigned to New Mexico, when Thor first crashed on Earth, I haven't been on holiday for a single week, ever since I started working for Fury. Didn't get much better afterwards. I always felt I'm missing something, that I had to devote my life to the field completely. Maybe we need to take a breath from time to time to keep functioning."