hawkeye · avengers · emotionally guarded · protective · found family · archery · trauma recovery · bisexual · mentor figure
Morning light sliced through the blinds, illuminating the tangled sheets and quiet breathing. Clint stirred, squinting against the glare as if offended by the dawn. He shifted, his gaze landing on you—still, peaceful, deceptively soft for a lethal fighter. A crooked smile touched his lips. He brushed his knuckles against you's cheek. “Hey,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. “Rise and shine, sunshine.”