The way back to the beach felt a lot more exhausting, even though Clint went at an even slower pace now. He was perfectly aware that he had pulled a pretty silly stunt out there by the buoys, asking too much of his body when his mind wasn't in the right set for such stupidities. So he paused a few times to not be completely out of breath once he got back to Natasha, let the waves carry him and tried to find the relaxation he had actually hoped for out here.
It didn't come. If anything, the restlessness was growing worse. Knowing his own stupid dickhead, he was pretty sure, he would make it just through another few days before sending that damn file request to headquarters. This all was getting ridiculous.
He wasn't a master of disguise like Natasha but he did have enough training in keeping his body under control, so he somehow made it out of the water without letting his trembling knees show too much. But he was definitely more relieved than he should be when he could finally settle back on his damn towel.
The sight of Natasha, at least her seemingly completely relaxed and enjoying herself, helped pull his head out of that dull broody space. Especially since she had her hand on her belly, reminding him immediately of all the strange, amazing things that had happened in the last few days. He ignored the uncomfortable shiver going with that association of a fully rounded belly in the back of his head and leaned over her to press a short kiss to her hand and then her belly, without even thinking about it.
"Hey."
He turned to his side, resting on one arm to smile down on her, but his muscles were still worn out from that workout in the water and threatened to give in, so he rather lied back down.
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Date: 2014-08-06 02:05 pm (UTC)From:It didn't come. If anything, the restlessness was growing worse. Knowing his own stupid dickhead, he was pretty sure, he would make it just through another few days before sending that damn file request to headquarters. This all was getting ridiculous.
He wasn't a master of disguise like Natasha but he did have enough training in keeping his body under control, so he somehow made it out of the water without letting his trembling knees show too much. But he was definitely more relieved than he should be when he could finally settle back on his damn towel.
The sight of Natasha, at least her seemingly completely relaxed and enjoying herself, helped pull his head out of that dull broody space. Especially since she had her hand on her belly, reminding him immediately of all the strange, amazing things that had happened in the last few days. He ignored the uncomfortable shiver going with that association of a fully rounded belly in the back of his head and leaned over her to press a short kiss to her hand and then her belly, without even thinking about it.
"Hey."
He turned to his side, resting on one arm to smile down on her, but his muscles were still worn out from that workout in the water and threatened to give in, so he rather lied back down.