Sunday Six (the other WIP this time)

[violsva]

“Clint, I—”

“You don’t have to say it,” he said. She frowned at him. “Really.”

Nat looked down, and then she gave him a sardonic look. “I know you don’t believe anyone’s going to stay with you, but I’m not planning on leaving, Clint Barton,” she said, and there was almost, almost enough insolence for it to work, for him to stay calm.

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