Natasha laid on the couch, clutching her abdomen looking at the TV. This was her least favorite week of the month. Her period week, or as she liked to call it, bloodbath week.
She didn't care what was on TV, she needed a distraction. As long as it wasn't one of those modern vampire shows or movies. Never had she encountered a vampire that sparkled... and she was pretty sure that nobody else had either.
As she contemplated this, Clint walked in to the living room where she laid on the couch. Clint strode over to her and tilted his head to the side.
"Having a lazy hour, are we Nat?" He smirked.
"More like a lazy day." Natasha grumbled into a pillow. He moved her legs, sat down and laid her legs across his lap.
"You okay?" He stroked her hair.
"No... I'm having a bloodbath week." she removed her face from the couch, showing Clint her face.
"Aw, baby... I'm sorry. That sucks." He looked at her with puppy eyes.
"Thanks." She turned off the TV. She sat up and winced. She scooted closer to Clint and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Is there anything that I could do for you or get you?" He continued to run his fingers through her bright red curly hair.
"Hmmm... ice cream! And lots of it." She chuckled.
"Um... Okay."
"Are you calling me fat?" Her smiled faded into a sad frown.
"No, no! I-I just thought that you might want something along the lines of aspirin."
"Oh... I already had some. Thank you though."
"No problem." He looked at her nervously, as though he might say something wrong.
"Oh Clint, I'm sorry. It's the hormones."
"It's fine. Now, how 'bout that ice cream?" He smiled and patted her leg.
"Ah, yes!" They both sat up and walked to the kitchen. Clint opened the freezer and pulled out the carton of chocolate brownie chunk ice cream. He stuck a spoon in it and handed it to Nat. She gratefully excepted it by devouring it, bite by bite.
"Jesus..."
"I'm hungry." She said.
"I can see that." He smirked.
"Shut up." She smiled and set the ice cream down on the counter, her lips covered in chocolate.
"Nat you got a little chocolate on your face, there."
"Mm? Oh, can you get it for me?" Clint smiled.
"Gladly." He cupped her cheeks, and drew her in close. Their lips collided. Clint pressed his tongue into her mouth, exploring it. She pressed back, loving that he took advantage. She cupped his face as well, and enjoyed the kiss while it lasted. Once they pulled away, a funny thought came to Clint's mind. He began to chuckle.
"What? What's so funny?" Natasha asked with a smile.
"Nat... You've got red in your ledger." this sent Natasha into fits of uncontrollable laughter.