#t; enough

[jienkora]

Enough

{ sherlockmusing }

She waited for him to get back to the flat. Sitting on the sofa, her knuckles bloodied and bruised. She looked over her hand, stretching it out and making a fist again. She sighed before rolling her hand through her hair. She had a cut in there too, must have been from the head butt. She chuckled, before glancing down at the creature laying in the middle of the flat, knocked out and just as bad. She had done a number on him.

Ziencora rolled her shoulders, leaned back and let out a sigh.

"14 weeks pregnant and can still kick your ass," She cooed. Even though she hardly showed any signs of being pregnant at all.

[arrowsandradiation]

Enough

"Just hit me, for fuck's sake!" The words come out as more of a bark than a normal demand, the archer's angry, definitely. He's on edge, has been for days now, not able to relax or settle down. He needs to hurt, to fight, to hit, and just hitting the sandbag doesn't do it anymore.

He needs the pain, he needs the burn, the hurt, the lack of oxygen.

"You're such a coward!" he provokes the other, "You can't do it, can you? You're nothing more than a coward!" Clint yells, trying to get a reaction from it. Any kind.