OOM: Milliways; Lake

[redintheledger]

[Placeholder things! Nat is outside by the lake, walking along the shore. Hiking boots, jeans, a long-sleeved shirt like any normal hiker.

She's thinking about the weapons black market, though, which isn't a particularly normal activity for hikers. Also missing Clint, because she's Nat.]

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[redintheledger]

For a moment, she's startled. Normally, the power of positive thinking doesn't bring so prompt a reward.

Then she just smiles, and raises her hand.

"Hey you!"

She can meet him half-way. It's polite. And gets him within talking distance faster.

[hasthehighground]

Clint walks right into her personal space, grinning as he puts the bow case down.

He sets his hands lightly on her hips as they kiss, but after a few seconds his left hand drifts up into her hair. He pushes it behind her ear and holds it there, the pad of his thumb resting against her cheekbone.

[redintheledger]

Personal space is overrated when greeting best friends. At least, in Natasha's thinking.

"Nice to see you, too," she says finally, her expression bright.

[hasthehighground]

Clint's thinking there are some things he likes about them being married in Milliways.

He laughs, quietly, and presses a kiss to the corner of her mouth before withdrawing. "How've you been?"

[redintheledger]

"Busy," she says with a sigh, dropping her head to his shoulder briefly before stepping back. "Tired. Pretty...tired."

Her smile is wry: physically, she's fine, but emotionally and mentally, the long missions are taxing.

"Getting up to any excitement in my absence?"