➸ you are the only exception by bittervoid
Warnings: none
Characters: Clint, Natasha
Genres: hurt/comfort, angst | Smut: no
Word count: 1461 | Status: complete
My comment: A take on the development of Clint and Natasha’s relationship.
The blood seeps from splintered knuckles—
It hurts, bones brittle and snapped so easily like a fence panel, but it’s nothing she hasn’t had before. Burst vessels in her eye, a broken leg or ribs shaped into a new cage by someone’s boot; most at a younger age, at her most vulnerable and just learning the trade of an assassin, most done by her creator.
She hisses as the bandages press against raw skin, split open by how hard she’d punched her target, and doesn’t look up when she senses Clint hovering at the door. She knows his arms are crossed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
‘Who pissed you off this time?’
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