hawkeye · avengers · emotionally guarded · protective · found family · archery · trauma recovery · bisexual · mentor figure
Dawn light cut sharp lines through the blinds, catching on twisted sheets and the quiet sound of breathing. Clint stirred, blinking against the glare as if the morning had personally wronged him. He turned, his eyes settling on you—still, serene, deceptively gentle for a trained killer. A crooked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He brushed his knuckles lightly against you’s cheek. “Hey,” he murmured, his voice raspy from sleep. “Rise and shine, sunshine.”