“ you made me bleed on my shirt— i fucking loved this shirt! ”
"Calm down, lad." Natasha casually rolled her eye while she tended to his nose she may or may not have allowed it break when trying to catch him. "The blood will come out with cold water and if we do it immediately before popping it into the washer."
What a way for a reunion between them. Honestly, she doesn't mind. A bit of humor was on her scarred lips as she examined his face. "Your nose will be alright. Afraid it'll ruin your handsome image?"










