The sand was soft and grainy. It felt strange to walk barefoot and feel the sand between his toes. It felt too right. Her hand was in his, and it all felt too right.
The waves splashed against their feet, and she smiled against her will. They had finished the mission, and why not stay here for a little while? She could have stayed forever.
They sat in the sand, with their feet in the water. She curled up against his chest. He looked down at her and grinned at her smile. It was nice, it was happy.
The next time he looked down at her, there was no smile on her face. Her hand was clasping her arrow necklace, and she looked so...something. She looked so much like she was needing something.
"Natasha?"
Her head snapped up to look at him, her hand leaving the necklace with a jerk.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I want this so bad," she said.
"Hey, we have it for now, might as well make use of it."
"We're already overstaying."
"We could stay longer." He wanted to.
"We could stay forever. But we're not going to."
She was right, of course.
Author's note: Looking back at some of these, I'm not very proud :-/ Oh well. Hope you guys like these!
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Senses [Clint/Natasha]
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