Clintasha (Angst & Dark)
Ship: (Natasha x Clint)
Dark: Mention of blood and murder.
Love
'Will you still love me for the rest of my life?'
Natasha though. As she had Clint sit in front of her. He gave her a small smile and squeezed her hand in comfort. She sighed as tears brimmed her eyes. She turned and avoided eye contact.
'Would he hate me if I told him about my past. How I can kill anymore with no remorse. How I was trained to be the best in the black widow program. How they beat us and we had to learn to take it. How I can split a man's skull with my bare hands. I can break someone's neck with my thighs.
How I was cuffed to the bed like a wild animal. How you had to stay on your toes to survive. To be prepared for the worst. Be ready to attack at a second's notice. Make sure you aren't the next one they take out. Shoot to kill. Aim to hurt. Stab to watch the enemy crumble to the ground in their own blood. Manipulate to get what you want. Make sure there aren't any witnesses. Make sure they are dead.'
Natasha looked up at Clint with tears in her eyes. He only had love and adoration in his eyes. As he looked at her.
She sobbed out. She didn't think anyone could love a monster like herself. But here she was.
Clint jumped out of his seat and rushed to her side. His arms wrapped around her as she cried into his shoulder. She doesn't want to let go.
She loves him with all her heart. Just like he loves her with his.
Once she thought that she thought couldn't feel anything anymore. But slowly her walls crumbled and Clint settled into a place in her heart. That was all she could ask for. She wrapped her arms around Clint's waist. Not wanting to let go.
'Cause I can't go on
No, I can't go on
I can't go on
If I'm on my own~'
Got this idea from listening to Chicago. To the song, Will You Still Love Me?