“Among other things,” Natasha replied with a grin. She watched as he finally ditched his towel and joined her under the covers, his position mirroring her own. For a while they just looked at each other, an action that was strangely comfortable; just watched each other in silence, noting the soft smiles, the lack of worried creases.

When Clint finally closed his eyes she did the same, though she swore she could feel him watching her again a moment later. “Get some sleep,” she said, her lips curling further upwards. “You’ve earned it.”

Snuggling a little deeper against the pillow, with her body blissfully exhausted, her heart light and her mind relatively at ease it wasn’t long until she drifted off herself.