so intimately rearranged

May 28, 2012 04:18

Maria didn't question it anymore, having Clint sleep next to her. It was something they had fallen into, first when they'd started having sex, but now sometimes they just slept. It felt good, to hold him close, to have his heart beat and steady breathing as simple lullaby. He comforted her when she felt like she was going to start tearing her hair ( Read more... )

verse: lost and loaded, clint: genuinepleasure

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genuinepleasure May 28 2012, 10:37:58 UTC
His sleeping patterns were always wonky even before the incident with Loki. Before he started sleeping with Maria he usually took two sleeping pills and was out like a light without any nightmares. When he started up with Maria it became incredibly difficult to pop sleeping pills in her presence and have to explain them off as nothing. He chose to not have to deal with that. He tried to sleep and hope that the nightmares wouldn't come. A few nights he had actually gotten lucky and nothing happened. Clint was either too tired or worn out to even have the nightmares ( ... )

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agent_hill May 28 2012, 11:20:44 UTC
Maria was vaguely aware of the movement next to her, groaning softly as she stretched. It took her a moment to realize that Clint had left the bed. She sighed and settled back in, assuming he needed to use the restroom or something similar. Only when she didn't hear any other movement, she noticed something was off.

"Clint?" she called, rolling over to try and find him. She squinted, rubbing her eyes and pushing herself up a little. She found him in the middle of the room with his gun pointed into open air. "Clint!"

She sprung into action, finding her gun on the bedside table and rolled out of bed. her first instinct was that if Clint felt the need to have his gun, she had better damn well be ready. "What is it, Clint? What do you see?"

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genuinepleasure May 28 2012, 11:42:15 UTC
They were swirling around him now. They were closing in and fast. There was no escaping them. They needed to be prepared for the event that things rushed them and took them out. They were fast and they were the enemy. They were things that Clint felt the need to kill. His hands were shaking from the coldness in his dream and he felt like he was going to freeze up at any moment. Just completely turn to ice ( ... )

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agent_hill May 29 2012, 03:46:07 UTC
He was scaring her. Scaring the living daylights out of her, honestly. He was shaking and breathing hard and Maria didn't know why. It wasn't until he'd turned the gun on her that she realized that there was something really wrong with him.

She stepped forward and pushed his gun-arm up, aiming it away from her, a small panic rising up in her. This was like when he'd been taken, almost. All over again.

"Jesus Clint, what's going on?" she pleaded, not pulling away from him. She tried to knock the gun out of his hand. She could see now that it wasn't exactly the same. Clint had never been this shaken while under Loki's influence. In fact, she wasn't sure if she'd ever seen Clint like this.

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