Jealous
He honestly didn't know why she was getting so worked up. Didn't she know that he had only feigned the flirtatious scene that occurred moments before? It was merely done so that the nurse wouldn't suspect anything.
"Hawkeye…"
"Drop it, Sir."
His brows furrowed in a light frown, before he sighed, shaking his head. As serious as the situation was, she needed to lighten up... Pace increased until he was beside her, their step one in one.
"Are you jealous?"
"I said drop it, Sir."
His features became unreadable as his thoughts picked up once more. Sighing softly once more, he shifted slightly closer, yet behind in step.
"You deserve more than a cliché line. I respect you more than that."
He didn't see the faint smile that tugged at her lips.
