Title: Out of breath, I am left (natasha)
Pairing: Clint/Natasha (MCU)
Rating: explicit 17+
Warnings: language, explicit sexual content, references to past abuse, violence, somewhat disturbing imagery involving blood
Wordcount: 3 800ish
Genre: introspective, romance, angst-ish and dark-ish. Not worse than previous chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary: She takes her time washing her face because it grounds her and reminds her where her skin is.
Author's notes: hi all, and I am so sorry about the long wait after the previous chapter. The thing is, both I and my lovely co-writer cybermathwitch ran into some creative roadblocks and were otherwise occupied (as, you know, RL tends to happen just when you want to write things), so we weren't able to work on this as quickly as before (or at all at some points). Anyway, here's a chapter we both worked on. This one takes place immediately after unwrapped/unwrapping.

Previous chapters:

the red thread (natasha)
i loved you before i knew you (clint)
if the curve of you was curved on me (clint)
certain dark things (natasha)
phantom pain (natasha)

New chapter:

Out of breath, I am left (Natasha).

Comments, thoughts, discussion and virtual candy are all welcome. Seriously :) Enjoy the story!