Clint is sitting in the uncomfortable hospital chair reading a book. He was vigil and wanted his partner to be all right. He kept on glancing at Natasha's vitals every few minutes. Natasha had gotten shot while protecting the scientist on a solo mission. She was in a critical state.
Clint wanted her to get up soon. He looked up as the door opened and Phil Coulson walked in. Phil was their handler and also a good friend of both the agents.
"How is she?" asked Phil.
"No change. Vitals are steady." said Clint.
Phil could see Clint was worried and agitated. He himself was a little rattled.
"She'll be fine. Natasha is strong." said Phil.
"I just want her to wake up." said Clint.
There was silence for a few minutes, then
"I am going to tell her my feelings Phil, when she wakes up." said Clint.
"Are you sure?" asked Phil.
The attraction between the assassins hadn't gone unnoticed. Phil knew that it was one of the reasons Hawkeye and Black Widow worked well together. Phil knew their feelings for each other were mutual.
He had seen Natasha's reaction a year ago when Clint went MIA during a mission in Budapest. She almost had an internal breakdown.
But neither had made move for the fear of compromising their friendship.
"I'm sure. I almost lost her, Phil. I'm not going to waste anymore time." said Clint.
"Good. You have my blessings." said Phil.
Both men sat as they waited the assassin to wake up.