Just Like Budapest

Just Like Budapest

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Natasha comes back a little battered from a mission, and the hawk makes a reference to a particular place in Hungary.
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Need some Clintasha? You've come to the right place. (random Clintasha one-shots based on the senses) [ cover made by @persephonee- ] -- Budapest was afterwards. Budapest was sitting in a shitty diner eating fatty cheese fries. Budapest was cheese fries “taking years off my life” and the way he grinned in response. Budapest was cuts and bruises and fun. -- “I don’t see why they sit on the same side, if I was dating, I’d sit across— that way I could see them better when carrying on a conversation,” she said. “It’s because couples like to grope each other,” he replied. -- Clint never thought he’d be making out in a closet like a teenager with anyone, least of all the ice-cold great assassin. -- Another crash of thunder broke the silence, and he instinctively grabbed hold of her. Realizing it was just thunder, he let go. “Thought it was an explosion for a minute,” he whispered.

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