#if disney are going to insist that clint is married i will insist on orchestrating his divorce

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Five times Clint insists it’s not Natasha (plus one time he has to tell Laura it is)

A continuation of Five signs Lila Barton misses (plus one she notices)

Rating: G Word count: 5946 Endgame: Clint/Natasha

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2005

He doesn’t tell her he’s bringing a house guest and she tries not to act too surprised when he turns up with a petite redhead in skin-tight jeans and leather jacket.

“Hey,” He greets her with a kiss to the cheek before swooping Cooper out of her arms. “This is Natasha, the defecting Russian I told you about?” He peppered Cooper’s face with kisses and the baby squirmed uncomfortably.

He had told her about the defecting Russian agent. The defecting Russian agent was why he couldn’t make it to her parents’ place for Thanksgiving. She had shrugged. It all sounded pretty complicated with the intelligence exchange and naturalisation process. She hadn’t been quite clear what Clint’s role in the whole thing had been. She had assumed it had been in a babysitting/supervision capacity. She had also assumed the defecting Russian agent would never be turning up on her doorstep or be quite so… youthful?

“I told you, he’s cute right?” Clint was holding Cooper out to Natasha for inspection.

Cooper whined and the young Russian looked a little uncomfortable. “Very cute,” she agreed. Cooper whined louder and Clint passed him back to Laura and she noticed how he didn’t quite meet her eyes as Cooper transferred between them.

“Mommy’s boy,” he gave the growing hairs on his head a little ruffle. “Come, I’ll show you the guest room.” He takes Natasha’s bag and jerks his head towards the staircase.

“Clint, I’m not sure-” She was going to say she wasn’t sure what state the guest bedroom was in. She had been home alone with Cooper for months and while things had lightened up a little around the three-month mark, when he had headed off to Europe on the mission that had led to finding the defecting Russian agent, she didn’t exactly have time to look after Cooper single handedly and keep the house in order.

Clint was up the stairs and out of sight before she could finish the sentence.

“It’s lovely to meet you,” Natasha offered her hand to Laura and awkwardly shifting Cooper to her hip she managed to take it.

“I’m Laura,” she smiled and felt a little reassured by the way Natasha returned her smile. It was easy, friendly.

“Clint’s told me so much about you,” Natasha’s smile grew. “And about Cooper,” she grinned down at the baby on her hip, who was now offering her a gummy smile. “He really is gorgeous, isn’t he?”

“I like to think so,” Laura looked down at Cooper as she bounced him on her hip a little.

“You’re lucky he takes after you and not Clint,” Natasha pulled an even bigger smile and was rewarded with a giggle and drool from Cooper.

“I heard that,” Clint called from the top of the stairs. “You want to see your room or not?

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(Gif not mine, from Tenor)