His hands were still slightly cool but they felt good against her skin and Natasha let out a content sigh.
Why had she been so scared of this for so long? For as much as she’d tried to deny it a good part of her resistance had been fear. Everyone she had ever loved she had lost, so it had seemed better to never love again. Love was a weakness that could be used against her, it made people act irrationally and that was something she had never been able to afford. After Alexei she had sworn she would never love again, that there was no place for such emotion in her life. Then Clint had come along and changed that, had changed her, had changed everything. Love didn’t have to be a weakness, and right now she felt strong, whole.
Pressing her hand to his chest, just over his heart, she didn’t comment on the minute reaction to his own words, letting him push them aside. She knew how difficult the mental evaluations were, she had been through her fair share when he had first brought her to S.H.I.E.L.D., and she knew they weren’t something she ever wanted to discuss either.
Raising her head so she could meet his eyes in the darkness, for a long moment she just studied him. “I know you will,” she said softly. He always had been, right from the start. There had been setbacks in the beginning but he had never given up on her, and while part of his stubbornness might have been to save face for his decision to spare her, she felt that he also truly believed in her, truly believed he had made the right choice.
Kissing him softly, gently, on the lips, when she leaned back again it was with the faintest hint of a smile on her lips. “I really do love you, Clint Barton.”
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Why had she been so scared of this for so long? For as much as she’d tried to deny it a good part of her resistance had been fear. Everyone she had ever loved she had lost, so it had seemed better to never love again. Love was a weakness that could be used against her, it made people act irrationally and that was something she had never been able to afford. After Alexei she had sworn she would never love again, that there was no place for such emotion in her life. Then Clint had come along and changed that, had changed her, had changed everything. Love didn’t have to be a weakness, and right now she felt strong, whole.
Pressing her hand to his chest, just over his heart, she didn’t comment on the minute reaction to his own words, letting him push them aside. She knew how difficult the mental evaluations were, she had been through her fair share when he had first brought her to S.H.I.E.L.D., and she knew they weren’t something she ever wanted to discuss either.
Raising her head so she could meet his eyes in the darkness, for a long moment she just studied him. “I know you will,” she said softly. He always had been, right from the start. There had been setbacks in the beginning but he had never given up on her, and while part of his stubbornness might have been to save face for his decision to spare her, she felt that he also truly believed in her, truly believed he had made the right choice.
Kissing him softly, gently, on the lips, when she leaned back again it was with the faintest hint of a smile on her lips. “I really do love you, Clint Barton.”