Senses [Clint/Natasha]

Peppermint lips

Who made the first move? 

Romantically? Well, her, technically.

It wasn't a special occasion. Neither of them had just come back from a mission. And neither of them were about to go on one. She hadn't just had a nightmare. They hadn't been chilling around, either. It was nothing.

He walked over to her and said: "Do you want to come over? I have a shitty movie we could watch."

She didn't respond. She walked up to him and stared at him.

"You don't have to?" It was more a question than a statement.

Her hand grasped his jaw, and she stretched up to reach his height. 

His heart started racing, though he wasn't quite sure what was happening.

Then she kissed him.

It wasn't their first kiss. They had kissed dozens of times while undercover. But this one was real.

Her lips pressed against his. She tasted like peppermint. He wasn't sure if he kissed her back. He wasn't thinking about anything other than her at that moment. Her lips were soft and gentle and peppermint and beautiful.

After the short and soft kiss, she pulled away. She turned sharply, and walked away. All he could taste was peppermint.

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