Clint just stared at her for a few long moments, silently. Of course he could drop it. Would make things much easier.
But the only thing he had always expected out of this whole thing with Natasha was honesty. He could live, somehow, with everything, no matter how little, she was willing to give him, but he wanted to know where they stood. And he sure as hell didn't want to spend a weekend worrying if he made her feel bad.
"You're missing a muscle. Right here." He let his fingertips trail from her cheek upward to brush the corner of her eye. "Might want to train that, then your eyes match the smile. Don't you know by now that you don't have to keep anything from me, Nat? I didn't mean to... I'm sorry if I was coming too close, okay? I don't want you to feel obliged in any way. All I'm saying is, I'm enjoying spending my time with you and I can never get enough of it. That doesn't change anything for you. You can come or leave whenever you like, okay? I'll be here."
He hesitated again, fingers softly threading through her hair, not sure if another thing going on on his mind would make it even worse or if she would understand that all he wanted to offer her was a chance. An anchor, a base to return to whenever their crazy lives let them.
"If you want... You can have a key for this apartment. You know. When you're around. Worst thing that could happen is, you could find me drunk ass standing on the sofa doing my best Freddie Mercury homage."
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But the only thing he had always expected out of this whole thing with Natasha was honesty. He could live, somehow, with everything, no matter how little, she was willing to give him, but he wanted to know where they stood. And he sure as hell didn't want to spend a weekend worrying if he made her feel bad.
"You're missing a muscle. Right here."
He let his fingertips trail from her cheek upward to brush the corner of her eye.
"Might want to train that, then your eyes match the smile.
Don't you know by now that you don't have to keep anything from me, Nat? I didn't mean to... I'm sorry if I was coming too close, okay? I don't want you to feel obliged in any way. All I'm saying is, I'm enjoying spending my time with you and I can never get enough of it. That doesn't change anything for you. You can come or leave whenever you like, okay? I'll be here."
He hesitated again, fingers softly threading through her hair, not sure if another thing going on on his mind would make it even worse or if she would understand that all he wanted to offer her was a chance. An anchor, a base to return to whenever their crazy lives let them.
"If you want... You can have a key for this apartment. You know. When you're around. Worst thing that could happen is, you could find me drunk ass standing on the sofa doing my best Freddie Mercury homage."