Senses [Clint/Natasha]

Her personas

She was always changing. Some days she was a blonde haired bombshell, others a raven haired stripper, others a brunette farm girl. Cover after cover after cover. Some agents hated going undercover, but Clint rather enjoyed it. It was fun to play make-believe, and it was fun to see all the different personas they could take. They were mainly always lovers, but sometimes siblings, or cousins, or other relations. Mainly they were lovers. They had been undercover so many times that they were quite good at it. They were actor and actress, playing part after part. 

One day she was blonde, and flirty. She kissed him and smirked; it was all fake. All just her facade. She giggled and tittered and was so unlike herself.

Another day she had bright purple hair, and they posed as punk rock musicians. She was wearing clashing colors of black. She winked and growled and was so unlike herself.

She could look like 1000 different people, and they were all beautiful. But she was best when she was herself.

SHIELD fell, and months later he finally got to see her— her hair was longer and straightened, and her eyes were duller than usual.

Author's note: This mentions a previous chapter— when I have posted all the one-shots I may go back and rearrange a few of them.. But for now, hope you like this!