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widcwbites

❝  THAT'S IT ,  GREG !  WE'RE / DONE / .  ❞  natasha exclaimed ,  taking off her faux engagement ring && throwing it at clint .  it was a mission - one that left them both deep undercover for a little over a month now .  two recently engaged americans wanting to follow tourist traps throughout barcelona ,  spain .  natasha played the part of a ditzy brunette called 'rachel' ,  vain && often careless with her items .  it was fun for a while ,  tailing a high-profile target with intel able to send their government into a tizzy but now they were on their last leg && had to retrieve the intel or the mission was a bust .
          
          clint knew the routine .  they'd practiced it in their shared hotel room over && over .  her throwing the engagement ring would send their target looking at the scene && while there would be an attempt at consoling her poor fiance ,  natasha would take the chip from their targets pocket && be on her way .  clint would then follow ,  attempting to talk down 'rachel's' dramatics before she hailed a cab out of there .  they would proceed to leave together in said cab ,  with no one the wiser as to what happened to the chip .
          
          suffice to say ,  the plan was executed flawlessly .  there wasn't anyone following them && no trackers on them to speak of besides the ones from shield .  it was rare for these things to go this well && natasha knew clint was as cautious as she was in the field .  it was looking in the vanity of their shared bathroom mirror that natasha removed her earrings && makeup that natasha finally relaxed .  she proceeded with the rest of her routine ,  taking off all the falsehoods of her persona before looking to clint .  with him handling the transfer && them / technically / finishing up early ,  they had at least another six hours before having to take off back to the usa .
          
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widcwbites

❝  / HEY / ,  ❞  natasha began ,  sitting beside clint on the bed before nudging him with her shoulder .  she knew him well enough to know when his mind was working .  usually ,  after a mission ,  clint was talkative .  whether it be jests or complaints at wanting to go home ,  natasha would know he got a little stir crazy 'being' someone else for a little too long .  now ,  however ,  he was silent .  it was unnerving to natasha && so she continued on .  ❝  YOU GOT THAT LOOK ON YOUR FACE .  YOU STILL WITH ME ? ❞
            
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-HAWKEYES

"You're talking non-sense... even for your own standards. You don't have a concussion again, right? Let me test it: who's your favourite person? I'll know something's definitely wrong with you if the answer isn't *me*."
          
          
          // here you goo !! ;)

-HAWKEYES

She was trying really hard not to laugh as she watched him — that look of confusion (?) in his eyes was way too good to resist! "Of course it's you, Katie — *Kate*. You keep saving my a$$! How could it be anyone else?" she changed her voice to try and make an impression of him.
            
            
            // haha I'm glad, ty ty !!
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hawkism

@-HAWKEYES      …
            
            " i can’t think of any other way to put it, that’s how it is.. "           his voice had a slight gruff to it, followed by a feint shift at her direct question. one he would rather not indulge, though he knew at this point, he already had.        " you’re really asking me that? "
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-RUSSIANSPIES

"What's that? You know how I feel about 'surprises'..."
          
          
          // *loud gasp* hiiii

hawkism

@-RUSSIANSPIES      …
            
            clint slowly sipped his drink, though the humor was clear in his expression. he set it down a brief moment later before welcoming the soft, subtle touch of her fingertips against his cheekbone. 
            cerulean eyes met natasha’s gaze intently, her integrity never going left unnoticed, which was why the archer would expectedly requite her sincerity. even despite the fluttering feeling of anticipation, his smile was fond and appreciative, her words touching his heart, to which he wore shamelessly on his sleeve.          ❝ well, you don’t have to worry about that. ❜❜            his voice softened, slightly choking with gratitude now that he actually spoke. he couldn’t help but laugh at himself in the moment.          ❝ you talker.. you always know what to say, don’t you? ❜❜
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-RUSSIANSPIES

She would place down her glass after a small sip — the drink was great, and she would make sure to let him know, as well as thanking him... later. Now, her attention was on him: "Aw, too bad. I was already imagining you on a purple dress," she teased, a playful, fleeting smile flashed his way, before she, slowly, reached forward to cup his cheek. Her thumb brushed affectionately over his skin, as she considered her *wish*. "Funny, I have all I need right here," her voice was quiet, but sure — words spoken whilst her eyes were locked with his, so he would notice her sincerity. "I could wish for nothing more... than for *you*..." a pause, consequences analysed as quickly as she had said the words — inevitably, she had to 'fix' this: "For you... to be happy. And well. For it wouldn't ever be the same without you in my life," it was still the truth, still something she wished for, and for that reason, it effectively hid her secret one... knowing very well she couldn't have it. And that's okay. It was better this way... she had to protect the most important person in her life: him.
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hawkism

@-RUSSIANSPIES      …
            
            there was something unplaceable about the spirit that glimmered just past her bright eyes. always a hint of mystery and mischief, which would keep clint’s attention reasonably captured. 
            he couldn’t resist reciprocating the mood. his body faintly mirrored her gestures, a determined challenge in his tone.         ❝ call me your fairy godmother —- actually, please don’t.. but you get the idea. anything. you name it. ❜❜    
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strongshields

 clint ? is that really you ?

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@hawkism  ⁀  ྄ᤲ᤺ / / * * IVE MISSED YOU TOO OMG ?? HIT MY DISC UP ANYTIME <3
            
               no shit. ( the agent folded her arms over her chest. ) i’m doing better. especially seeing an old friend. . . pfft, the hell did you do now ?
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hawkism

@strongshields      …
            
            good —- survived a four month manhunt, so that’s gotta count for something. you?
            
            /  hi kai :3  i miss rping with u sm
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strongshields

@hawkism ⁀  ྄ᤲ᤺ / / * * AINT NO WAY
            
             . . . hey, wow look at you. you haven’t changed a bit. ( . . . ) how are you ?
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