A Gift
Title:A Gift
Author: I_llbedammned
Fandom:The Avengers
Pairing: Clint/Natasha
Word Count:365
Warnings:None
Prompt:101, Gift wrapped.
Summary: Natasha hates the holidays and Clint tries to cheer her up.
Natasha never really cared for the holidays. It was just another part of a disconnected society that she had not been a part of. The twinkle of lights looked like a chintzy mess of wires and bulbs to her. The gifts were just another part of the materialistic society that her communist upbringing had taught her to hate. Though she had long since separated herself from Petrovich's teachings the bad taste that excess left in her mouth had stuck. So when she had woken up on Christmas morning after spending the night at Clint's house she was disheartened to see a note reading "Nat, I have a surprise for you. Come to the living room."
With a somewhat annoyed sigh she extricated herself from the bed and gathered her clothes from the floor, putting them on in a familiar ritual. With soft steps she made her way down the gaudily decorated hallway of his apartment. She could hear him shuffling around in the living room and she called out, "You know I think your skills are slipping, Clint."
She heard him curse, "Damnit, you weren't supposed to be up yet." He yelled. "Just give me a minute longer."
"You know I don't like gifts, right?" She yelled, placing herself against one wall and humoring him by giving him his minute.
"You'll like this one, I swear." He declared arrogantly. She could hear ribbons being tied.
"You are being ridiculous." She yelled, though she patiently waited.
"Okay, you can come in now!" He declared.
She turned the corner with a roll of her eyes and saw Clint standing there in one of the most ridiculous outfits she had ever seen him in- including that purple monstrosity he wore as a costume during the circus. On his head was a red santa hat and he was clothed in little but wrapping paper and ribbons tied around his waise. She began to laugh.
He looked proud at getting her to laugh, "Do you like it?"
She walked up to him, winding her arms about his waist and pressing her hands to his bare chest, "As far as gifts go, it is pretty fantastic. You are still ridiculous though."
Author: I_llbedammned
Fandom:The Avengers
Pairing: Clint/Natasha
Word Count:365
Warnings:None
Prompt:101, Gift wrapped.
Summary: Natasha hates the holidays and Clint tries to cheer her up.
Natasha never really cared for the holidays. It was just another part of a disconnected society that she had not been a part of. The twinkle of lights looked like a chintzy mess of wires and bulbs to her. The gifts were just another part of the materialistic society that her communist upbringing had taught her to hate. Though she had long since separated herself from Petrovich's teachings the bad taste that excess left in her mouth had stuck. So when she had woken up on Christmas morning after spending the night at Clint's house she was disheartened to see a note reading "Nat, I have a surprise for you. Come to the living room."
With a somewhat annoyed sigh she extricated herself from the bed and gathered her clothes from the floor, putting them on in a familiar ritual. With soft steps she made her way down the gaudily decorated hallway of his apartment. She could hear him shuffling around in the living room and she called out, "You know I think your skills are slipping, Clint."
She heard him curse, "Damnit, you weren't supposed to be up yet." He yelled. "Just give me a minute longer."
"You know I don't like gifts, right?" She yelled, placing herself against one wall and humoring him by giving him his minute.
"You'll like this one, I swear." He declared arrogantly. She could hear ribbons being tied.
"You are being ridiculous." She yelled, though she patiently waited.
"Okay, you can come in now!" He declared.
She turned the corner with a roll of her eyes and saw Clint standing there in one of the most ridiculous outfits she had ever seen him in- including that purple monstrosity he wore as a costume during the circus. On his head was a red santa hat and he was clothed in little but wrapping paper and ribbons tied around his waise. She began to laugh.
He looked proud at getting her to laugh, "Do you like it?"
She walked up to him, winding her arms about his waist and pressing her hands to his bare chest, "As far as gifts go, it is pretty fantastic. You are still ridiculous though."