Spiders
Clint squinted his eyes as the sunlight shone through the curtains. He yawned, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He smiled at the still sleeping beauty next to him. He sat up slowly, still somewhat asleep. Clint swung his legs over the side of the bed, sighing. He stood up, slipping on his robe. He began to walk to the door, and stopped dead in his tracks. He yelled out, jumping back onto the bed.
Natasha was startled awake by Clint's yell. She pulled her gun out from underneath her pillow, pointing it around the room. "What the hell, Clint?", she asked sleepily. Clint looked over at Natasha, eye wide. He pointed at the ground. "There's... a spider.", he replied, shakily.
Natasha stared at Clint, giving him her 'What the fuck' look. She rolled her eyes and stood from the bed. "It's a spider, Clint." She walked over to the spider, picking it up. Clint looked at Natasha like she was crazy. "It could be poisonous.", he told her. Natasha let out a laugh, holding the spider out to Clint. Clint scrambled back on the bed, holding a pillow up. Natasha rolled her eyes, smirking. She walked over to the window, letting the spider go.
Clint frowned. "Why didn't you kill it?", he asked, bewildered. Natasha raised an eyebrow at him. "It wasn't bothering you." Clint glanced at the window, then back to Natasha. "So.", he replied. Natasha let out another laugh. "Okay, so let me get this straight. You go up against terrorists, assassins, and unspeakable terrors without so much as a shiver... but you're afraid of a little spider?", she asked, hands on her hips.
Clint looked around the room, refusing to meet Natasha's gaze. "Yes.", he quietly admitted. Natasha smiled softly and sat next to Clint. She lifted his chin up, her eyes meeting his. "It's okay. I'll protect you.", she told him. The corners of Clint's lips turned up into a small smile. He pressed his lips to Natasha's.
Natasha returned the kiss, chuckling lightly. She pulled back, patting Clint's cheek. "Since you woke me up, you can go make me coffee." Clint laughed at that and nodded his head. He stood up and walked out the door. Natasha laughed and lied back down. "That's my big, tough Hawkeye.", she said to herself.