Chuckling when she pointed out his lack of filter again, Clint breathed out slowly, his eyes drifting closed as she settled herself against him again. There was a wool blanket folded at the foot of the bed that he managed to catch with his feet and kick up far enough to grab with his free hand, drawing it up over them.
“SHIELD might not go for it, but I be we could convince Stark to foot the bill,” he said with a grin. Clint had be subjected to a few torturous shopping sprees with ex-girlfriends, but while the experiences were something he wasn’t too keen on recreating, with Natasha it would be different. They got each other, and he had no doubt she would find a way to make it entertaining. Also, he could give his honest opinion to her as opposed to just saying whatever the girl wanted to hear so they didn’t get angry at him.
Overall it wasn’t an altogether unappealing idea.
“After, of course,” he said, not even dwelling on the term ‘date’ that she so casually threw out there, because he knew it was casual and didn’t mean what other people seemed to attribute to it. Not for them.
Going silent a moment, Clint couldn’t help but wonder if she ever thought about life beyond SHIELD. Did she ever consider leaving? Did she ever wonder what her life would have been like had things been different? He thought about asking her but before he could form the words he remembered her predicament. This wasn’t the type of conversation to have when she had no choice.
“How are you feeling, anyway? Feel up to lying to me yet?” he asked.
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“SHIELD might not go for it, but I be we could convince Stark to foot the bill,” he said with a grin. Clint had be subjected to a few torturous shopping sprees with ex-girlfriends, but while the experiences were something he wasn’t too keen on recreating, with Natasha it would be different. They got each other, and he had no doubt she would find a way to make it entertaining. Also, he could give his honest opinion to her as opposed to just saying whatever the girl wanted to hear so they didn’t get angry at him.
Overall it wasn’t an altogether unappealing idea.
“After, of course,” he said, not even dwelling on the term ‘date’ that she so casually threw out there, because he knew it was casual and didn’t mean what other people seemed to attribute to it. Not for them.
Going silent a moment, Clint couldn’t help but wonder if she ever thought about life beyond SHIELD. Did she ever consider leaving? Did she ever wonder what her life would have been like had things been different? He thought about asking her but before he could form the words he remembered her predicament. This wasn’t the type of conversation to have when she had no choice.
“How are you feeling, anyway? Feel up to lying to me yet?” he asked.