Clint practically leapt out of the car the moment they were parked and he’d killed the engine, and he moved to take care of their little passenger first. Natasha moved slower, more mechanically, do carry out the task he had given her. One more thing to focus on but none of it really mattered. In the end, whether silence or distraction, she still hadn’t come up with what to say.
Carrying the bags inside she didn’t even feel curious to look at them, she just set them on the kitchen counter and lingered a moment before making her way to the living room where Clint was already waiting. Had she been in another mood she might have joked about him having developed super speed, but as it was neither of them were in the mood for joking.
Taking a seat beside Clint, her body angled partially toward him, Natasha tried to come up with the right words, but the truth was that there weren’t any. She had made him wait long enough, and in this situation she felt that the bandaid approach was probably her best bet. One hand instinctively covering her stomach, she looked up to meet his eyes.
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Date: 2014-06-08 05:13 pm (UTC)From:Carrying the bags inside she didn’t even feel curious to look at them, she just set them on the kitchen counter and lingered a moment before making her way to the living room where Clint was already waiting. Had she been in another mood she might have joked about him having developed super speed, but as it was neither of them were in the mood for joking.
Taking a seat beside Clint, her body angled partially toward him, Natasha tried to come up with the right words, but the truth was that there weren’t any. She had made him wait long enough, and in this situation she felt that the bandaid approach was probably her best bet. One hand instinctively covering her stomach, she looked up to meet his eyes.
Just say it.
“I’m pregnant,” she blurted out without preamble.
Saying it aloud made it feel all the more real.