➸ I’m Not Ready (For the Weight of Us) by Sproid
Warnings: none
Characters: Clint, Natasha, Phil Coulson, Maria Hill
Genres: hurt/comfort, angst, romance | Smut: yes
Word count: 7655 | Status: complete
My comment: Clintasha in the early days of their partnership.
Clint isn’t worried.
Really, he’s not. He knows damn well that Natasha’s capable of handling whatever Fury throws at her and then going back for more. Just because she’s been in his office for three hours now doesn’t mean that things are going badly. Fury probably approved Natasha’s enrollment with SHIELD within two minutes, and they’ve spent the rest of the time exchanging frightening stories from their even more frightening pasts.
No, Clint isn’t worried. He might be a little anxious though, which is why he’s currently sat in his room cleaning his bows while listening to radio chatter. Just in case. If Natasha and Fury had a throwdown he’d probably hear the commotion even from here, but it pays to have an ear to every available source of information.
At the knock on his door, Clint scrambles off the bed so quickly that he almost gets tangled up in the sheets and just barely stops himself going head first into the wall. Gives his elbow a good whack in the process though, which hurts like hell. When he opens the door to Natasha, who definitely heard the thump, she looks amused but doesn’t say anything. Clint’s pride is grateful for that.
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➸ Silver Bells by AlphaFlyer
Warnings: none
Characters: Clint, Natasha, Fury, Coulson, Hill, OC
Genres: romance, fluff, family | Smut: none
Word count: 12061 | Status: complete
My comment: It’s not even near Christmas, but this fic brings back all the beautiful Clintasha Christmas feels :’) Lots of cute fluff to satisfy all your immense fluff-needs. It isn’t one of those ‘cute family fics’, if you’re wondering.
“You gotta be fucking kidding me.” Clint stares at Fury as if the good Director has suddenly sprouted a second eye – on a stalk. “S.H.I.E.L.D. actually expects us to take a live baby on a mission? An immobile, inarticulate, defenseless miniature civilian…”
“… who isn’t even toilet trained?” Natasha finishes his sentence, but her partner isn’t done.
“And you want us to take that same baby into a situation where they’re not only exposed to dangerous criminal activity, but are actually the featured bait? Can’t you get R&D to give us a – what’s that term they throw around down there – live model decoy? Seems appropriate enough, under the circumstances.”
Natasha invokes the final trump card.
“Have you talked to Legal, whether S.H.I.E.L.D.’s third-party liability insurance covers cases of gross negligence by senior management? Imagine the law suit.”
“I’m confident that you two can make sure that the kid is not actually in danger,” Fury growls, unmoved. (The bit about the insurance, Natasha notices, is left unaddressed.)
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