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Platonic Clintasha

Nat's POV:

Once Clint pulled out the couch bed, he did the sheets, soothing me when I tried to help.

"Hey, Tasha, it's okay, honey, this is super stressful for you, which is why I'm staying with you. You know that I would probably be crashing on your couch anyway, but now it's confirmed." I smiled over at him, and he pulled me closer. I pulled the blanket over it, and since it was late, I decided to go to bed.

"Well, night Barton. Sleep well in your nest."

"Oh f*** you Romanoff." I left and heard him say;

"Sleep well Tasha. Love you."

"Love you too Clint." I laid down in bed, and I was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I got up to get my tablets and I saw Clint asleep in his 'nest'. Once I took the tablets I curled up in my bed, feeling tired.

Clint's POV:

I was still awake when Tasha came out, I just didn't want her feeling embarrassed like she is whenever she takes her anti-depressants. Once she went back into her room I grabbed the book I was reading, trying to make myself fall asleep. 

I wake up a few hours later to Tasha calling out, making a bunch of noises in her sleep. I run in with a gun, just in case she was in danger, but she was having a nightmare. I shake her awake, and she didn't wake up. She woke up crying, and she kicked my away. I'm used to being hit and kicked during nightmares, but she genuinely wanted me to go away.

"Tasha, honey, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Go away Clint!" She turned over and pulled the blankets over her head. I held her head down lightly and I kissed the top of her head.

"Love you Tasha." I left and closed the door softly. I went back into my nest and fell asleep.

Nat's POV:

What's wrong with me? Why must I always push people away whenever I have the slightest amount of love for them. I couldn't calm down, and I was really paranoid. I came out of my room and saw that Clint was curled up in his nest. I poked him to wake him up and he just pulled me into his blankets. It was surprisingly comfortable. 

"I'm sorry Clint-"

"Don't. I'm just happy you're here. Now. Do you wanna talk about it, do you wanna watch TV or do you wanna sleep." He yawned and I cuddled into his chest.

"Aww, Tasha. You sleepy baby?" He was teasing me but he was also being genuine. I nodded and he pulled me closer so he could sleep with me next to him.

"Can I go to sleep."

"Of course Tasha. I'll be here." I fall asleep, feeling are with Clint next to me.

"Mommy Papa!" Wanda was there, shaking us awake. Clint sat up first.

"What's up baby?"

"Uncle Fury is at the door!" I then stayed in Clint's nest, deciding that Dad can deal with it. He came in and Wanda stayed with Peter, staying asleep.

"Hey Natty, Bucky's coming back at 4 this morning." I jumped up, and got dressed. 

"Woah Natty, that isn't for 3 hours."

"How did we not sleep for that long?"

"I don't know either Tasha." 

"It's exactly like Budapest."

"This is nothing like Budapest." We both smiled, and I prepared everything for when he got home. It was 3:50 so I ran to the heli-pad, and when he got down I sprinted over to him.

AN - Hey, schools just gone back so it's gonna be a lot more hectic with updates and stuff, so they might be less frequent since I have things going on like every afternoon.