So I found a thing FULL of a bunch of drabble prompts and I'm choosing my favorites and making them into short one shots! Enjoy.
"How long have you been up here?" Clint asked upon his discovery. While he was aimlessly looking around in the kitchen for something to eat, he noticed it was unusually cold in there. He knew Stark didn't keep the tower warm like most people keep their houses, but it was even too cold for him. That was when he noticed the door to one of the balcony's was open, blowing cold air inside. He walked over to close to door only to find Natasha sitting on the ground.
"About an hour, I guess." Natasha responded, her voice smooth with a hint of tiredness to it.
"But it's freezing! You should come inside." He urged her, walking over to where she was sitting. He tried to pick her up but there was no chance her moving. For a second he thought she was frozen to the ground.
"I'm from Russia, Clint. I can deal with the cold." She said, to which he responded by mocking what she said with a high-pitched voice. The moment he did that he immediately regretted it when Natasha grabbed his ankle, sending him falling to the ground next to her.
"Jesus Tash!" he yelped as he hit the ground. After a few minutes Clint finally stopped whining that 'you're an evil woman' and Natasha stopped saying, 'oh, man up Barton'.
"So why are you out here anyways?" Clint asked, wrapping his arm around her so she was pressed into his side. He noticed immediately how she relaxed when he put his arm around her. The thought of that brought a small smile to this face.
"Nightmares." She replied easily, letting her eyes flutter shut for a few moments as she got entirely too relaxed in Clint's embrace.
"What are they about this time?" He asked, rubbing her bare arm to make sure she stayed warm. It wasn't unusual for them to get nightmares. Hell everyone in the tower ended up with them at some point.
"You." Natasha said after taking a deep breath. "After the thing with Loki, I...I just got scared that you'd never be, well...you again. That you'd always be possessed by Loki and I'd never get to see you again." she whispered, noticing Clint's grip tighten around her.
"Tasha...don't let that scare you. I'm here, and I'm Loki free. Do you think you could get rid of me that easily?" He joked, hearing a quiet chuckle from the redhead. "I'm not going anywhere." Clint reassured, kissing the top of her head.