Clint touched that shy smile gently with a fingertip and then kissed it, just to keep it right there. His arms tightened around her waist, just enough to hold her close and assure her, he always had her. They had somehow caught their breath, which was probably better too, out right here in the public. But if Natasha ever needed to fall, needed to break... He would be there to put her back together.
"Come on, let's walk a little."
He pushed the last of her curls out of her face and pressed another short kiss to her forehead but let go off her then. Some people were climbing up the stairs to the restaurant, and he didn't want Natasha exposed in such a vulnerable mood if it could be avoided.
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Clint touched that shy smile gently with a fingertip and then kissed it, just to keep it right there. His arms tightened around her waist, just enough to hold her close and assure her, he always had her. They had somehow caught their breath, which was probably better too, out right here in the public. But if Natasha ever needed to fall, needed to break... He would be there to put her back together.
"Come on, let's walk a little."
He pushed the last of her curls out of her face and pressed another short kiss to her forehead but let go off her then. Some people were climbing up the stairs to the restaurant, and he didn't want Natasha exposed in such a vulnerable mood if it could be avoided.