It had taken a long time for Natasha to get this comfortable with another person. In the past, the only time she had been so affectionate in public was for a mission, for a reason, but Clint was no mission. Even back home she had been wary, wanting to keep their relationship to themselves as if to protect it, to hold it sacred. Here, though, it didn’t matter who saw them, and it was nice to relax in Clint’s arms heedless of the people around them. Nobody paid them any mind anyhow.
Of course there was still a part of her that wanted to hid away, so the mention of cooking again was tempting, but Clint had been so excited to take her to all his favourite places when they’d first arrived, and she didn’t want to deprive him of that.
“Let’s go out tonight,” she said, tilting her head back to look at him. “Dinner. Dancing. Cinema. Whatever you want to do.”
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Date: 2014-08-15 10:19 pm (UTC)From:Of course there was still a part of her that wanted to hid away, so the mention of cooking again was tempting, but Clint had been so excited to take her to all his favourite places when they’d first arrived, and she didn’t want to deprive him of that.
“Let’s go out tonight,” she said, tilting her head back to look at him. “Dinner. Dancing. Cinema. Whatever you want to do.”