Clintasha Advent
Christmas/Holidays
(Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! <3)
“It’s over,” Natasha sighs sadly, flopping onto the bed.
Clint, still on a sugar high, strips his clothes and heads to the bathroom.
“It’s not over,” he calls, “we get to play with all the toys tomorrow!”
The shower switches on.
“Aren’t you looking forward to playing with the drone Tony got you?”
Natasha sits up off the bed and kicks her shoes off.
“Yeah, but the day is over. Christmas is done.”
She looks forlornly at the tree.
“I like the lights,” she whispers to herself.
Clint sticks his head around the corner.
“Come join me,” he pouts.
“Please?”














