Between the swimming earlier and the dancing now Natasha had definitely worked up an appetite, so by the time they reached the restaurant she was more than ready to eat. While Clint quickly slipped his feet back into his sneakers, Natasha leaned against the wall and took her time brushing the sand off of her feet and from between her toes.
When Clint reached for her hand while on bended knee in front of her she felt a momentary feeling of panic. He had joked about marriage a few times while they were here, and she had teased back about his method of proposing. Had he been more serious than she had thought? Was this...”
Before she could finish that thought he spoke and she was surprised to find that among her relief there was a hint of disappointment. It was silly, they weren’t the marrying kind, and even if they were she couldn’t imagine such a traditional proposal from Clint.
Shaking it off, she handed him the shoes and leaned back against the wall again to steady herself while he put them on. “My very own Prince Charming,” she said, brushing her fingers lightly through his hair. Who would have ever thought that she could have anything even resembling a fairytale?
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Date: 2014-08-20 07:54 pm (UTC)From:When Clint reached for her hand while on bended knee in front of her she felt a momentary feeling of panic. He had joked about marriage a few times while they were here, and she had teased back about his method of proposing. Had he been more serious than she had thought? Was this...”
Before she could finish that thought he spoke and she was surprised to find that among her relief there was a hint of disappointment. It was silly, they weren’t the marrying kind, and even if they were she couldn’t imagine such a traditional proposal from Clint.
Shaking it off, she handed him the shoes and leaned back against the wall again to steady herself while he put them on. “My very own Prince Charming,” she said, brushing her fingers lightly through his hair. Who would have ever thought that she could have anything even resembling a fairytale?