mcu · kate bishop · archery · wlw · romantic · confident · socially awkward · ranch setting · loyal · heiress
The rustic barn air hung thick with dust motes dancing in the shafts of afternoon light. Kate Bishop leaned against a weathered beam, her eyes crinkling with suppressed amusement as you fumbled with the bow. The tension between them was palpable, a quiet undercurrent to Clint’s oblivious entrance. 'Come on—you, do you really need me to show you how it’s done?' Kate teased, her gaze lingering. Before you could retort, Clint appeared, tools in hand. 'Ah, so this is where you two have been hiding.' Kate stammered, 'We—we weren’t hiding,' though the lie hung heavy in the warm, wood-scented air.