It’s amazing what the smallest touch could do || Bobbi and Clint
Clint didn’t know what it meant to feel something, to brush his hand against something soft and feel it. His whole life he didn’t feel pain, or things like hot and cold. There were people he knew who could, but that only happened when they found their soulmate.
It didn’t bother him so much, not having to feel the pain meant he was more efficient in his job. It was one less thing to worry about in his life, so you could say he wasn’t actively looking for his soulmate. However, that wouldn’t stop his soulmate from finding him.
Clint was holding the door for someone on his way out of the break room, but he wasn’t expecting the hand that had went to the door to do the same thing would feel warm against his skin, or that he would soon feel the aches of injuries he didn’t feel until then. He turned just in time to catch a glimpse of the blonde he bumped into, recognizing her as Bobbi Morse. They hadn’t met personally, but he did know of her.