Clintasha One Shots

Holiday Part 2

Natasha walked out of the bathroom wearing a black swim suit with red stitching. She tied up her red hair in a bun and sat down on the bed. "Why you wearing a swimsuit?" Clint asked whilst reading a brochure. Natasha looked at him with a face that would say 'seriously?' Natasha scoffed. "You know why I'm wearing a swimsuit." She rolled her eyes at him and put on her sandals. "C'mon honey. No one will care! It's a small scar! And besides, no one will be looking at you. People won't notice anyone else but they're own families." "I know but when I showed Steve he cringed." Natasha looked saddened and brushed over her side where the scar lay. "Yeah but that's Steve. He cringed at the paper cut Tony got the other day." Natasha nodded her head in agreement. She opened the white curtains and saw the beach in the distance. "And besides, I don't even own a bikini." Natasha turned round to face Clint who was still engrossed in the brochure. "Well. It's lucky that I'm so amazing." He gasped. Clint stood up and strode over to the wardrobe, opened it, and bought out a bag. "What's that?" Natasha asked. "A little present." Clint pushed the bag over to Natasha. She smiled and opened it pulling out a beautiful white bikini with a blue floral print. "It's gorgeous!" She screamed in delight. "I've never worn a bikini before!"

Clint and Natasha walked down the beach, the sand sticking onto their feet and the water washing it off. They held hands and looked into each other's eyes. "We really needed this break." Clint said, breaking the silence. "Yeah, I totally agree." Natasha grinned at Clint. "I found this brilliant sea food place in that brochure, we should go check it out." Natasha looked up at Clint and nodded. Someone selling something walked up to them. "Could I interest you in a-" The woman stopped, looking at Natasha's scar. "Geez sweetie, if I had a scar like that I would NOT wear THAT bikini." The woman stopped talking when she saw the look on their faces. "Thank you for that. I'm really going to listen to your opinion and take it on board now. You must be very clever indeed." Natasha said sarcastically. "I'm sorry sweetie I was just saying, it's not very flattering." The woman's thick Australian accent came through. "How dare you!" Clint shouted. "You know I have never met a woman as amazing as her. She is beautiful, funny, kind, sweet and can kick ass when she wants to. You must be a exceedingly shallow person for you to pick out the faults in people." Natasha and Clint both glared at this woman. "What do you mean? She can kick ass! Pfft like a girl like her could do that." The woman exclaimed. Natasha rummaged around in her bag and bought out her ID. "I'm a trained S.H.I.E.L.D Agent taken by the name Natasha Romanoff or The Black Widow. I'm a professional Agent and a known Avenger." Natasha held up her ID. The woman gulped. "That's you? And you Hawkeye?" They both nodded and the woman ran off. What a bitch.

Natasha drove back to the hotel after dinner. Clint yawned. "Hey sweetie?" Natasha asked the sleepy Clint. "Mmmm." He murmured. "I got you a little something." She said. Clint immediately sat up in his seat. "Really?" He sounded like a five year old at Christmas. "Wait let me pull over." Natasha stated before turning the car into a space. She reached down and pulled out a bag from underneath her feet. "I didn't know when to give it to you." She handed Clint the bag which he opened eagerly. "You got me a Rolex!" He screamed. Natasha smiled as Clint put the watch onto his wrist. "This must have cost you a fortune!" He said sternly. "I know, but, you get me gifts all the time. It's time you got spoilt." Natasha started driving again swiftly down the roads. "Wait wait stop the car." Clint demanded. "Why?" Natasha asked. "I have to show you something." Natasha parked yet again. Clint exited the car and opened Natasha's car door for her. "There's something round here that the map displayed." They both walked down a thin path with overgrown weeds. Clint dragged Natasha forward and they reached a little cave. Clint went inside first. "Come in!" He begged Natasha, who sighed and walked into the cave carefully. Inside there was a pool of water and the moonlight shone through a hole at the top of the cave. They stayed there all evening until Natasha checked her phone. "What's the time?" Clint asked. "01:32 AM." Natasha said before getting up and leaving, not forgetting to take a few photos.

Clint yawned and rubbed his eyes as he woke up the next morning. He could hear the shower going. They were going back the next day and there was something Natasha wanted to do before they left. Clint got out of the white bed sheets and made the bed neatly. He put the pillows on and then, feeling pleased with his bed making skills, made coffee from the little kettle on the side, using the coffee sachets and the milk in those little tubs. Natasha walked out of the bathroom towel drying her hair. "Tasha?" Clint said stirring the coffee. "Ummm." Natasha answered. "When we get back you might what to dye the ends of your hair again." Natasha looked down. He was right. The colour was wearing off and was staring to show streaks of blonde hair. "So. Can we go to the mountain today!" Natasha screamed happily. Since they got there it was the one thing she really wanted to do. "Yup." Clint said simply.

"I didn't think climbing a mountain would have been that hard." Clint groaned as they reached the bottom of he mountain. He brushed over the graze on his knee. Natasha was grinning. "It was fun!" She said kissing Clint's forehead. "If you say so..." Clint trailed off. "What times our plane tomorrow?" Natasha asked. "10:00 AM." Natasha sighed. "Well then, shouldn't we start packing?"

AN/ Can I just say a huge thank you for 500+ reads! It means so much to me and I never expected it to get over 100 to be honest! I'm working on a new Clintasha book, but it won't be one shots. Really excited! Love you all so bad! ~Sam~