Clint was already digging himself a hole, so he just kept going and would have continued to do so had Natasha not finally put him out of his misery. There would be time to plan later, and for now it was enough to know that they had options. They would survive this like they survived everything; their lives weren’t over, it was just time to start them fresh again.
He gave a goofy grin at her teasing, his hand roaming down to rest on her blanket covered rump, but not before giving it a gentle pat. “I think I can live with that.”
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Date: 2014-07-01 01:42 pm (UTC)He gave a goofy grin at her teasing, his hand roaming down to rest on her blanket covered rump, but not before giving it a gentle pat. “I think I can live with that.”