Speaking of drabbles...
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scribblemynameHave a few:
01. MCU, Bobbi/Clint, "Morning Touch"
Bobbi's touch wakes him. She's still dressed, probably just got in.
She kisses Clint gently, like he's fragile and breakable. He closes his eyes against the soft sensation of her warm lips on his forehead then cheek. She runs one finger over the line of his jaw and he waits for her palm to smooth over his skin close enough to kiss her back.
She stills under the touch.
He opens his eyes, smiles at the familiar complicated expression on her face. "I'm okay," he tells her.
Bobbi just shakes her head, golden hair falling into her eyes. "This time."
02. Cowboy Bepop, Faye, "She Runs"
Sometimes she's fragile. Sometimes she thinks she's going to shatter into pieces, and then she runs as far into space and casinos or horse races and the shouts of bets as she can.
She isn't entirely sure sometimes if she's real, if she wants to be real. It's easier to glitter and fight and forget herself in the risk of a toss and a win.
She knows her real name is Faye, but she does not know the rest.
Memory tickles at the edges of who she is, another moment triggers something she can almost remember, and fragile, she runs.
03. MCU, Bobbi/Clint, "Give Me a Chance"
"Why did you save her?" Bobbi stares at Clint as if he's a stranger instead of her husband.
What could have possessed him to take such a risk or to throw away his orders so thoroughly? This is Clint. It's not entirely surprising, but the Black Widow?
She waits out the way his throat works and he looks away before finally shaking his head.
"She never had a chance, Birdie. I was— I never had a chance until someone gave it to me." He stares at her, seeming to will her to understand.
Bobbi softens and pulls him close. "Okay."
01. MCU, Bobbi/Clint, "Morning Touch"
Bobbi's touch wakes him. She's still dressed, probably just got in.
She kisses Clint gently, like he's fragile and breakable. He closes his eyes against the soft sensation of her warm lips on his forehead then cheek. She runs one finger over the line of his jaw and he waits for her palm to smooth over his skin close enough to kiss her back.
She stills under the touch.
He opens his eyes, smiles at the familiar complicated expression on her face. "I'm okay," he tells her.
Bobbi just shakes her head, golden hair falling into her eyes. "This time."
02. Cowboy Bepop, Faye, "She Runs"
Sometimes she's fragile. Sometimes she thinks she's going to shatter into pieces, and then she runs as far into space and casinos or horse races and the shouts of bets as she can.
She isn't entirely sure sometimes if she's real, if she wants to be real. It's easier to glitter and fight and forget herself in the risk of a toss and a win.
She knows her real name is Faye, but she does not know the rest.
Memory tickles at the edges of who she is, another moment triggers something she can almost remember, and fragile, she runs.
03. MCU, Bobbi/Clint, "Give Me a Chance"
"Why did you save her?" Bobbi stares at Clint as if he's a stranger instead of her husband.
What could have possessed him to take such a risk or to throw away his orders so thoroughly? This is Clint. It's not entirely surprising, but the Black Widow?
She waits out the way his throat works and he looks away before finally shaking his head.
"She never had a chance, Birdie. I was— I never had a chance until someone gave it to me." He stares at her, seeming to will her to understand.
Bobbi softens and pulls him close. "Okay."
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