That was just it, it was easy when there were other people hanging around, where Clint could make idle small talk easily because they couldn't discuss them, what they were doing. There would never be awkwardness when there was somebody close enough to hear them.
But this was killing him. His heart was aching in his chest, his fingers were on fire, craving to reach out and grab her, push her against the nearest solid wall, pick her up and hold her close and give her three months worth of kisses.
He couldn't do it to himself though, couldn't break himself anymore. Three months of constant worrying about what she'd say when she got back and she'd chose to not address it.
He watched her with a small smile as she pushed back her hair when really he wanted to do that himself, wanted to stroke fingers along the red curtains. He took the arrows, carefully lined them so they all sat equal in length and he was just about to get him down in the small box when she spoke and he looked at her, the arrows and their length forgotten for the moment.
"I missed you too, although you already knew that." His heart hammered in his chest, maybe things had changed slightly, although this could just be lip service to keep him docile, keep him believing that he hadn't ruined anything. "I missed you a lot, nothing was the same without you here."
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Date: 2013-02-10 01:00 am (UTC)From:But this was killing him. His heart was aching in his chest, his fingers were on fire, craving to reach out and grab her, push her against the nearest solid wall, pick her up and hold her close and give her three months worth of kisses.
He couldn't do it to himself though, couldn't break himself anymore. Three months of constant worrying about what she'd say when she got back and she'd chose to not address it.
He watched her with a small smile as she pushed back her hair when really he wanted to do that himself, wanted to stroke fingers along the red curtains. He took the arrows, carefully lined them so they all sat equal in length and he was just about to get him down in the small box when she spoke and he looked at her, the arrows and their length forgotten for the moment.
"I missed you too, although you already knew that." His heart hammered in his chest, maybe things had changed slightly, although this could just be lip service to keep him docile, keep him believing that he hadn't ruined anything. "I missed you a lot, nothing was the same without you here."