this series? When I saw the tag I smiled from ear to ear, and this chapter didn’t disappoint my expectations. It was amazing just like everything else you do! 💕
Every single chapter gets better, sweeter, loving,
perfect. As usual, your way with words astounds me, it gives me these visual images that just make me get the happies. Yes, that’s a thing. However, there’s a down side. I just KNOW you are winding up to throw a screaming fast ball of angst right at our heads and hearts. I don’t know that I’m ready for that. Nope, definitely not ready. But I will love it like everything else you do, for sure.
You’ve got a bit before all of the angst. But, yes, it’s coming.
This keeps getting better! (I guess it will make the angst that’ll follow worse :O) I don’t think Clint’s friends will be to happy with him, apart from Steve maybe, who won’t be a bitch about it…I love that he’s cooking for her, maybe we’ll read a little about them chatting while they’re eating together? (I’ll just hope for nice things until you smash angst into my face 😜)The way you write feels so natural! Once I start reading, the pictures are painting themselves easily in my head and you keep the flow up. There’s nothing that pushes me out of the scene because everything feels, well, natural. It’s like the sentences and scenes just keep clicking into place, one after the other. Your writing is amazing! I’m afraid and excited when I think about the next part 😅
Goodness, that is the greatest compliment, thank you so much!
And yes, the angst is coming, but not for a while. We need tons of fluff first.
Summary: As a senior in college, you kept your nose clean and never partied. You were at the top of your class, set to graduate with honors summa cum laude; unlike Clint Barton. In an effort to get a passing grade and graduate, he asked for your help. What could possibly go wrong? Word Count: 2,424 Warnings: Language, fluff, possible smut, heavy angst [I’m sorry] Author’s Note: I shouldn’t be this excited about how much angst there is. Something is wrong with me. GIF Credit [X]
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Tutoring Clint went slightly better than you had imagined it would.
True to his word, he was completely sober, not even a hint of a hangover showing in his eyes or voice. He brought his textbook, a notebook, and a pen. He even surprised you with a cup of your favorite coffee.
“How did you know?” you asked him in a surprised tone.
“I told you that I know you,” Clint chuckled, tapping your cup with his.
You gave a bemused smile. “You really don’t.”
He hummed in disagreement, but said nothing other than, “Where did you want to start?”
You pushed down the pang of annoyance, huffed out a breath through your nose, and took a seat across from Clint. “Might as well start at the beginning.”
Author’s Notes: This is inspired by Fifty Shades of Grey. If you have not read the prequel, you may not understand quite what is going on in this part (prequel parts are included in the master list).
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