I love this trope so much, so if someone wants to write another one, that would be great!

Clint and Natasha pose as honeymooners in Argentina (just a quick fill written to try and shake out the writer's block.)

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Clint decided it probably wasn't a good sign that Natasha wasn't speaking to him. They left the air-conditioned airport in silence, Mr. and Mrs. Clint Ludlow, being led to their hotel shuttle. They rolled their luggage past smiling taxi drivers, who were probably the most of the local culture they’d be exposed to as resort-bound tourists in Argentina.

Their shuttle run was with two other tourists, an elderly Californian couple, who were commiserating with each other over how long the flight was. Natasha was eying them with thinly veiled disbelief.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” Clint asked, trying to remind Natasha of their cover.

Natasha just shook her head, and Clint wondered what he had been thinking, bringing her into S.H.I.E.L.D.. The great Black Widow and she couldn’t even play a happy honeymooner?

“Are you two here on your honeymoon?” The Californian woman asked Clint, with what could only be described as a lecherous smile.

“Yes,” Clint said. “We’ve got married last week!”

The woman winked knowingly, taking on the false familiarity that tourists shared in foreign countries. “I remember when that was me, it was glorious.”

Her husband, dragging both their suitcases behind him, rolled his eyes.

Natasha had somehow faded into the background, leaving him to deal with the woman alone. It was a long shuttle ride to their hotel.

The rest: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1185503

Edited 2014-02-15 03:08 am (UTC)

Ah, the start of a wonderful friendship. ;D Clint's definitely going to pay for the pet names later!

Definitely :)

I loved this! So much fun to read, and yes, definitely the start of a wonderful friendship ;)

Thank you :)