He could feel her eyes on him as he moved around the room. He dressed quickly, covering up any trace of his visit from the night before. He even made sure to grab his glass and put it in the dishwasher. It wouldn't do for anyone to think that Natasha had some company the night before.
When he was done he looked back at her, taking a moment to burn the sight of her in her robe in his mind. He would need to make the image last until this was all over.
He thought he should say something more. But he knew he didn't need to. He'd said all of the important things the night before. He wanted to go to her and kiss her one more time, but he knew if he did, leaving would be that much harder.
Instead he moved to the sliding doors, opening it and listening to the wind as it whistled past.
"See you later, Juliet," he said, his mouth quirking up wards. He stepped out onto the balcony and shot an arrow at the building across the way. When he was sure it was anchored he jumped, leaving Natasha and the night that still felt like some kind of dream behind.
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Date: 2014-02-08 07:25 am (UTC)From:When he was done he looked back at her, taking a moment to burn the sight of her in her robe in his mind. He would need to make the image last until this was all over.
He thought he should say something more. But he knew he didn't need to. He'd said all of the important things the night before. He wanted to go to her and kiss her one more time, but he knew if he did, leaving would be that much harder.
Instead he moved to the sliding doors, opening it and listening to the wind as it whistled past.
"See you later, Juliet," he said, his mouth quirking up wards. He stepped out onto the balcony and shot an arrow at the building across the way. When he was sure it was anchored he jumped, leaving Natasha and the night that still felt like some kind of dream behind.