The Domestic Meme

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RULES! ❧ Leave a comment with your character's name, fandom, and any preferences you have. ❧ When replying, RNG for a number between 1 and 15. The number corresponds to the scenario that you will play out in whatever way you want to. ❧ Go from there!

THE LIST! 01] baby Suddenly, there's a new addition to your family! Are you expecting? Adopting? Struggling to find the perfect name for your child? Or maybe you're up at a ridiculous hour in the morning because they're crying like crazy. 02] just married Congratulations! You and your loved (?) one are about to start a whole new life together! It's time for the honeymoon... 03] house hunting Are you seeking out an apartment? A dream house? Or just any old place, as long as you're with your other? Make sure to weigh your options very carefully... 04] household chores It's time to clean/cook/garden/take care of something! Do you work together, or does one of you hide until everything is done? 05] shopping Whether it's for furniture, groceries, or something in between, shopping is something that everybody must do at some point in time! What varies is if they like it or not. 06] family vacation WE'RE OFF TO DIDNEY WOOOOOOOOORL or wherever ... well, as long as the kids are happy, right...? You may not be happy (or maybe you are), but it's mainly about ~family bonding~. 07] romantic retreat It's you and your loved one's anniversary, and you decide it's time to take some time off and take them somewhere nice, where you only have each other. 08] comfort Is somebody sick in bed? Or perhaps they just had a bad day? Sometimes, a good breakfast in bed or a home-cooked meal can really lift the spirits! Or perhaps you want to try medicine, or laughter, or something else? 09] pet Suddenly, you have another addition to the family! Is it a puppy? A kitty? A fierce dragon? Whatever it is, make sure to give it a name and to take good care of it! 10] holiday Happy birthday/New Years/Christmas/Valentine's Day/whatever! It's a very special day that only comes once a year, so make it count! 11] argument Oh, no, who left the stove on... Or maybe it's about why they were out late last night? Either way, there is a lot of tension today, and one of you may or may not be sleeping on the couch tonight. 12] making up It's time to make amends for that fight/divorce/whatever you had before! After all, you love each other... right? 13] surprise, surprise You are feeling rather loving tonight, so you want to remind the other person how much you cherish and appreciate them... if it's by something cute and adorable or hot and sexy is completely up to you. 14] proposal SHUT UP THIS TOTALLY FITS You've been with your other for what feels like forever, and finally you want to tie the knot with them. Will you go down on one knee before them, or get a little creative? 15] other I know I'm forgetting like a bajillion and one different things here, so this is the option for that!

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[study_in_scarlet]

Natasha wasn’t good with the whole relationship thing, but she had seen films and had thought that not all of them could be wrong. Was a separation not made easier by surrounding yourself with the other person’s things? Or was it only after people broke up that they got needy and clung to clothing that still smelled like their lost love? The offer had been made in good faith, but she when Clint refused she was very glad she hadn’t elaborated.

Returning the kiss, she smiled at his following words. “Does that mean I get breakfast in bed when I get back?”

She let him go only reluctantly, and she had to give him credit for how cool he was handling the whole thing now. Stepping away, she grabbed her jacket from rack by the lift door and pulled it on. “I should go.”

Why was this so hard? It had never been like this before, never so hard to walk away.

[cawcawbirdbrain]

Maybe surrounding himself would heal things, or maybe it would just make that longing harder to bear. It didn't help that he was head over heels in love with her, and had yet to express such words for fear that she'd give him up for good, that he'd push her away by admitting something so deep. Spending the next four months crowded by her possessions would only make it harder, it was easier to just seperate himself, even if that would take a week or so of him just happening to end up on her floor.

"Yeah, breakfast in bed for the worker bee." He grinned, rocked on his heels and swallowed back the three words that were aching to fall from his lips.

He managed to keep himself together as she got her jacket and he nodded. "Yeah, I mean, yeah." He swallowed, it was best to just keep his mouth shut.

"Have fun? And don't miss me too much Romanov." See? He even managed to crack a joke.

[study_in_scarlet]

He was putting on a good show, but Natasha could tell that Clint was only barely keeping it together. She knew him far too well to be fooled by his casual exterior, but she pretended to buy it, figuring it would be easier that way. She didn’t do tearful goodbyes; the more casual they could make this the better, right?

“I’m sure you’ll be just as busy while I’m gone,” she said, zipping up her coat. Hitting the button on the lift, she turned her back to the door and caught the front of his shirt gently in her fingers. “I won’t,” she said, though she didn’t specify whether she she was talking about having fun or missing him. “Same to you.” Stepping up on her toes she kissed him softly, only pulling back when the elevator doors opened behind her.

[cawcawbirdbrain]

He was a circus performer, putting on a good show should have come easy. Funny how things change, especially when his head wasn't into the game he was playing. Give him a false identity and he'd fit into the role, give him something personal and he crumbled like an ant under a boot.

"Hope so," He tried, he really did although her hands suddenly fisting his shirt and her lips covering his just made the urge to say everything even stronger.

He watched her, feeling lost like he was at sea with his life raft just in reach but frozen in place. He didn't stop her getting in the elevator, made no move to reach back for her until the doors were closing and he moved, hand pressed on the smooth metal, keeping it from closing. "I'm sorry but, I can't just, if something happened and I know you said it's not high risk but if something did happen and I didn't say it I'd never forgive myself." Time was running short, the pressure of the doors trying to shut was a weight he was struggling to hold.

"I'm sorry Natasha, I'm sorry to pile this on you before you go but.." He was failing, his voice cracking and jesus fucking christ he didn't know it would be this hard really. Those words had been straining to tumble from his lips and now...

"I love you." The weight was too much and he let go before the door took his hand with them, didn't even manage to see the look on her face before they were closed and he was nose to nose with metal.

[study_in_scarlet]

He still tasted of chocolate and blueberries, and the taste lingered on her tongue as she stepped backwards into the elevator. She didn’t say good bye, didn’t cheapen the moment with anything like ‘see you soon’; the kiss was enough.

Pressing her back to the wall, she breathed out a sigh and closed her eyes, but they immediately snapped open again at the sound of his voice. The doors were trying to close but he held them open and she could only watch and listen in confusion.

“Clint, I’ll be fine,” she tried to interject but he kept talking. The apology was a bit worrying, and he sounded almost frantic. This was what she had been hoping to avoid, and they had almost made it, but he hadn’t been able to hold it together, he... he wasn’t going to be alright without her.

She wanted to call off the whole mission, to just stay with him, but she knew it was too late, and that it would only cause bigger problems for them in the long run. They needed some separation, some time to themselves; she just wished it didn’t have to be this hard. “Everything will...” she tried to cut in again, but the words died instantly on her lips when it all came down to those three little words.

The expression he missed was one of pure shock.

She shouldn’t have been so surprised, all the signs were there, had been there for a long time, but she had never expected him to actually say it. Now that he had, though; now that it was real, she didn’t know what to do so she let the door close, let the lift take her down to the lobby, and she didn’t allow herself to look back.

He loved her. She had known he wanted more, that he wanted a shot at something more normal, but she kept saying that normal wasn’t them... but was love? Love was normal, a part of every day life, and a luxury she hadn’t allowed herself since the death of her husband all those years ago. Love was for children, and the Black Widow hadn’t been a child for what felt like a lifetime. Still... he loved her. Clint didn’t have the same hang ups, he was free to give his heart to anyone he chose, and he had chosen her. He loved her despite her sordid past and all the blood on her ledger; he loved her knowing how broken she was, how she had been torn apart and remade more times than she could recall. He loved her knowing she didn’t believe in love, or at least didn’t believe herself capable. She kept her heart walled up, acted selfishly, made him keep their relationship a secret... and he loved her anyway.

Natasha had no idea how to deal with his declaration, but she had at least four months to figure it out.