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[excuse you Godspell is amazing you hush]

(I agree wholeheartedly, but is singing OH GOD I'M DYING at 3 in the morning too dramatic?)

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Summer days

"Oh come on you can't still be sleeping!"

It's quiet around the tent and the only noise around is the wind in the trees and the birds on the branches, singing in the cool morning air. Clint's been awake for hours now, but of course - of course - he wouldn't get the other to come out of their nest.

The only response he gets is a grunt and the rustling of the sleeping bag as Tony turns in it to get away from the waiting archer peeking through the opening in the tent.

He rolls his eyes and steps in, shaking the other, even just a little. "Come on, you promised to go to the beach with me. I also have coffee, okay?"

At those words, the engineer slowly gets out of the sleeping bag, making the Hawk grin like a little kid. They had gotten here late at night and they hadn't been at the beach yet, even Clint hadn't. He had been awake for a while now, though, and got them some coffee.

It had been his idea to go here, just camping, for once. Just simple camping, without hotels or people that cooked for them. Just both of them, sharing a tent and a few days of pure silence and relaxation.

The archer sits next to him, fidgeting, making the engineer antsy himself, because he knows that Clint only wants to get going now. So he pours the coffee into a cup, grabs his towel and asks the other to go now, which only makes the agent smile once more, grabbing his own towel and gets going, over to the stairs leading to the beach where he just stops, until Tony's up with him.

There, Clint just looks, just takes in the sun on his skin, the smell of the sea and the warmth reflecting from the sand under his feet. He grins once more and simply starts running, the childish side - usually so hidden - breaking out of him as he runs through the sand, dropping the towel somewhere before his bare feet run over wet sand and then hit the cool sea water, making him laugh.

He grins brightly, his feet playing with the water, kicking it, feeling the salt on his lips and on his skin for a while, before he runs back to the other, who had just laid out the towels for them, making Clint chuckle and let out a comment, but he sits down, after all, still staring at the waves hitting the stone walls on the side of the beach, he watches a small crab trying to get back into the water, completely hypnotized by the impressions raining down on him.

It only takes him a few more minutes to lose interest, looking over at Tony and just looking at him. He just watches the other, laid back on the towel, feet buried in the sand, shirt lost after a while, now under his head to serve as a pillow.

He just looks at thim, marvelling in the way his face is so relaxed, the way the other just looks.. as relaxed as he feels. So.. Of course, Clint has to change it.

He grins and jumps off the towel to the next free space - which is a lot, because it's still early - throwing off his shirt to start digging a hole, soon waking the interest of the engineer, making him look over, and it takes him a few more attempts of encouraging him, but then he gets up and together, throwing sand at each other and 'decorating' one another with sea shells, they build a sandcastle together, the childish happiness of the archer soon influenting the other, making him laugh with him.

And so the day goes by, they share pizza with sand - due to sandy fingers -, run over to the sea, chase some sea gulls and watch the sunset together before sharing a meal consisting of the worst kind of dinner Clint had ever made, but they laugh over it and their day ends in their nest, sunburns and freckles on their faces, just warming each other and savouring the smell and taste of sun-kissed skin.

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Superstar || Tim x Tony || AU

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It was - for once - a quite nice day and Heather had gone outside for a walk, at least for once, She knew that the further she went away from the house , the higher the risk got that she'd get into a downpour and not make it back in time.

But she was more of a fearless kind and drying herself up in the house was something she could always do. It was windy, though, so she pulled her sleeves down, crossing her arms in front of her chest, walking through the high grass around the house, over the bridge that made her pass the small river next to their house.

She did spot something, well, at least something that made her wonder if there was anyone else living around here. It was small, yet easy to spot in the grass, so she walked towards it, picking it up carefully, looking down at it. A book?

She turned it, not opening it, because it looked like a diary or something of that kind, the initials A.W. making her narrow her brows in confusion. Who would..