*happy squeaking noises* YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES. I love how this universe is progressing!

With an inaudible sound he turns, holds her in a viselike grip as he presses his face to her breasts and struggles to breathe, clinging to her like a lifeline for god knows what.

*wibble* Oh, Clint.

When she does come out, he’s gone but there’s a sandwich lying next to the bed and a note that says “Eat.” She smiles faintly, does as she’s told and lies back down again.

Oh, Tasha! I want to hug them both.

His face in that moment is a thing of beauty; she wishes she had the words to describe it.

This line is perfection. I love all the references to 'small acts' as well.

Next please!