It was too early after too little of rest. Clint's mind was dull and slow and it took him a moment to even realize that Natasha had moved, and then he had to force his eyes open with all willpower. After more long, confused seconds, when the already far too familiar noise started, he finally remembered that they weren't on some mission, that he wasn't out on too much painkillers. That this unfortunately wasn't quite a holiday anymore either.
He was still trying hard to blink away his dizziness when he scooted behind her to help her out, his movements aimless, but somehow he made it anyway to keep her hair away from her face. It was even more tangled than yesterday. His other arm rested against her back, hardly touching her, just a support to lean into when the worst was over. There was a bitter taste on his tongue, his stomach hurt and he felt a little like joining Natasha in her morning exercise but at least he was awake now. More or less. Pre-coffee awake.
And as if his head didn't feel heavy enough already, at this very moment a quiet but very persistent whining sounded from outside the door started. Well, at least that had worked, Liho was back and obviously hungry. That made at least one of them.
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Date: 2014-06-15 08:13 pm (UTC)From:He was still trying hard to blink away his dizziness when he scooted behind her to help her out, his movements aimless, but somehow he made it anyway to keep her hair away from her face. It was even more tangled than yesterday. His other arm rested against her back, hardly touching her, just a support to lean into when the worst was over. There was a bitter taste on his tongue, his stomach hurt and he felt a little like joining Natasha in her morning exercise but at least he was awake now. More or less. Pre-coffee awake.
And as if his head didn't feel heavy enough already, at this very moment a quiet but very persistent whining sounded from outside the door started. Well, at least that had worked, Liho was back and obviously hungry. That made at least one of them.