Clint answered her gesture with turning his head to her, to softly graze her temple with his lips. Tenderness, care, closeness. That was all they had right now. And him at least taking care of himself enough to not worry her. Technically he had driven cars on a gallon of blood loss or high like a fucking satellite, after some asshole had injected drugs into his system, so a little tiredness wouldn't kill them. But Natasha didn't need one more weigh on her mind.
"I'll down a pill or two if necessary. We both need to be fit tomorrow."
With a still very unwilling sigh he wriggled out of her arms - trying to avoid a discussion made it easier - and got out of the tub to take one of the prepared towels. He held it out for Natasha in his hands, inviting her to step in so he could dry her.
"Want to have that snack before? There's ice cream in the freezer or the rest of that salad. Or I can cook you something."
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Date: 2014-06-14 07:48 pm (UTC)From:Clint answered her gesture with turning his head to her, to softly graze her temple with his lips. Tenderness, care, closeness. That was all they had right now. And him at least taking care of himself enough to not worry her. Technically he had driven cars on a gallon of blood loss or high like a fucking satellite, after some asshole had injected drugs into his system, so a little tiredness wouldn't kill them. But Natasha didn't need one more weigh on her mind.
"I'll down a pill or two if necessary. We both need to be fit tomorrow."
With a still very unwilling sigh he wriggled out of her arms - trying to avoid a discussion made it easier - and got out of the tub to take one of the prepared towels. He held it out for Natasha in his hands, inviting her to step in so he could dry her.
"Want to have that snack before? There's ice cream in the freezer or the rest of that salad. Or I can cook you something."