#it's been ever so many years since I've seriously thought about writing Clintasha

[daisylincs]

Natasha raised one shoulder, acutely aware of his gaze riveted on her. "Why would I tell you about my birthday?"

"So we could celebrate it," Clint replied, his voice so genuine that she actually paused, setting down the unholy container of crappy American coffee he loved for some inexplicable reason and returning his gaze.

"I appreciate that," she said softly, because she did - the idea of his caring made something inside of her unfurl and soften in a way she hadn't felt since the Red Room's doors closed behind her that first time.

Shaking her head, and sending the bittersweet memories away with the movement, she picked up the coffee again. "I appreciate it," she repeated, "but I've never had a reason to celebrate my birthday before."

And that was that.

Or: Birthdays have never been cause for much celebration throughout Natasha Romanov’s life - but the family she found? They tend to disagree.

A very happy birthday to my dearest @ohwriteiforgot! ❤️

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#clintasha #clintasha fic #clint & natasha & kate #natasha romanoff #natasha fic #ohhhhh 🥺🥺🥰 #it's been ever so many years since I've seriously thought about writing Clintasha #but I actually really liked how this one turned out!! #I ADORE natasha romanoff; I really do; and this fic was kind of the perfect way to start readying fof Black Widow feels #😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 can't WAIT #but yes; till then we have fic #and I really; really hope you like this one; Bobbi!! #love you LOADS #lily's fics