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galactic-academia · 1 year

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Through The Door

Rating: T (for language)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Justified

Relationship: Raylan Givens x F!Reader

Tags: Language, angst, fluff, pining, age gap (10 years), making out, mention of violence, mention of alcohol consumption, mention of suicide (but in a cynical way, no one seriously thinks about taking their own life here)

Words : 4K

Summary: Once upon a time, Raylan Givens was the very center of your universe and you would like to think you were – at least – his favorite Moon. Then he left you behind. Now that you're face to face again, what's going to happen ?

Notes : Not canon compliant: no Winona here and Raylan left Kentucky later than in the show. This is dramatic, 4K of desperate pining 😅 I would like to say I don’t know what possessed me, but that would be a lie... 😶 Anyway, I’m not a native, please, forget my mistakes and I hope you’ll enjoy 🤗💖 Dividers are from animatedglittergraphics-n-more

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You look down the garden alley leading to the road as the movers puts furnitures up and piles card boxes in every room. Lexington, Kentucky; out of all the lost, forgotten-to-God, shitty places the U.S. Marshals Service could have hidden you, they chose here. All of this because you chose to not keep your damn big mouth shut - no, Hell - because you couldn’t keep it shut, never could, never would. There wouldn’t ever be any point to, now, and what could be worse than this? Whatever the answer could be, a bullet in your own temple still could solve all your problems if the time ever came, anyway.

A deep voice, far from unfamiliar, calling for your Marshal-turned-babysitter for the day wrenches you from the contemplation of the dead wildflowers. Dear God, the bullet in the head might come sooner than expected, in the end.

«If ain’t Raylan Givens in the flesh, I’ll be damned!»

You know it’s him, you would recognise his stupid, handsome face anytime, anywhere. The incomprehension written all over his face, though? It almost makes you doubt. Sure, he’s far older than the last time you saw him, and he looks like a cowboy in a shitty tv show, but the all-seeing, deep, big brown eyes? The cocky smirk? That aloof, arrogant stance? Uhuh, you’re positive, that can’t be anyone else but him.

The surprise turned into suspiciousness doesn’t make him less attractive, but the words coming out of his mouth do make you want to slap him.

«Do I know you, Ma’am?»

Ah! He doesn’t recognise you! Alright, then.

«No».

You don’t plan on explaining yourself furthermore and, after a few moments of awkward silence - when he finally understands he will have to pry if he wants anymore informations, he asks, «But ya know me?»

«Yes». Then, you turn on your heels to go back in your rented-house. It’s been a long time but knowing you were right all along, all these years ago? That you were truly insignificant to him, to the point he can’t make you out a few years later? It stings.

When you were a kid, Raylan was your god. Without any big brother to protect you, it had seemed easy to the little sandbox scums to pick on you, until a fifteen - almost sixteen! - years old Raylan, passing by the elementary school on his bike on his way back from high school, had witnessed two little boys holding you while a third lift your skirt. Two of them went back home with soiled shorts and the third - who’s been stupid enough to try and push you to the ground after Raylan had promised them a hard time if they came near you ever again - with a black eye. That day, six-years-old-you had won a friend, a big brother and a protector all at once.

Not a day passed without Raylan stopping by the playground to check on you since then, until the day your turn came to go to high school, hand in hand with Raylan - or dangling off his arm - with him carrying both your bag and his more often than not. Boys of all ages - including the densest of them - came to understand that messing with you meant messing with Raylan Givens and therefore black eyes, broken arms, lost teeth and aching groins. Even tough he went to college while you stayed in high school, no bullying of any kind would stay unpunished. You did your best to return the favour: breaking windows, puncturing bike tires, stealing and then hiding school bags (for the homework to never be found again) and even, in one memorable occasion, pushing in Harlan’s lake all the little thugs you knew were bothering Raylan. And when his father beat the shit out of him, you would always manage to pass some treats off to him, sometimes with the help of Miss Helen.

There was no Raylan without you, and no you without Raylan. All the girls threw themselves at him, and they hadn’t anything to fear of you - unless your «adopted» big brother had something to complain about them, of course - until you reached something like fifteen. Until your first seventeen years old boyfriend freaking cheated on you and you ran crying into Raylan’s always-welcoming arms. Maybe nothing would have changed - he would have comforted you, let you bundled into one of his sweat by his bed while he beat the inanity of the culprit, then take you out for some ice cream or something like that - if, as the freshly twenty-five young man he was, he hadn’t been hangover as all hell, and maybe even a little drunk still, and did the only sensible thing he could think of at that very moment to make you shut up: grab the back of your head and plant a kiss square on your lips.

It was nothing, just a little peck. The kind you gave the great-aunt who had come from the other side of the country to see you on the day of your First Communion. A desperate, non-violent measure to quiet the noise you made and that kept him from thinking. But, on your side of the story, it has been a revelation.

«Are you fuckin’ serious?»

Raylan was dumbstruck already and Gutterson’s reaction just made it worse. He has been sent to Hell for no apparent reason, right? So why was he the bad guy here?

Turning to his fellow deputy, he chose to answer the question by another question: «What the fuck just happened?»

«You tell me!» Tim was truly offended, crossed arms, exasperated tone and all, «It took me two fucking hours to get her out of her office! Two true hours, not just saying! You point your nose here and bam! She locked herself in this godforsaken office once again! What did you do this time?!»

«Me?! I just... Hell! I just ‘pointed my nose here’ as you put it and I got yelled at on every side!» The Marshal was beginning to lose his temper; he could be blamed for a lot of things, but being dishonest wasn’t one of them. He truly had no idea about why the new U.S. Marshall Services’ protegee was mad at him, he was burning to learn the answer, though. «Who’s this gal, anyway?»

«For fuck sake, Givens!», Marshall Gutterson rolled his eyes before putting his hand to his forehead, even more tired than angry, «Did you even read the fucking record? Or just the memo requiring you here?»

Raylan did his best to look indignant but Tim spoke again before he had any chance to find a good defence, «Don’t bother, I know you didn’t or you would at least know the fucking name of our witness».

«Alright, I didn’t , ok? Art told me to get my goddamn ass here, I did as I was told», the ‘for once’ was only implied, but the force of this implication only helped Gutterson to resigned himself to his usual sassy-self and just sigh your name to his colleague.

The following absolute lack of any smartass remark on Raylan’s side immediately told the deputy something was wrong, and if it hadn’t, the fact that he looked like he had seen a ghost would have.

«You do know her, then?»

«Shit, yeah...»

«And you did something to her?»

«Mate...», Raylan still looked aghast and, somehow, a little amazed, «If she took a fucking gun and shot me right this instant, I would go to the trial and advocate that I fully deserved it.»

Eyes round and mouth a little open, Marshal Gutterson watched his colleague shook himself out of his trance - going from stunned to determined - and ran to the door you were hiding behind, regretting to not have bring any popcorn.

Once again, Raylan Givens could - and should - be blamed for a lot of things, but one never gets bored with him!

The truth - sad as it may be - is that you never loved anyone but Raylan. You tried before, with your shitty first boyfriend, and you tried... After. When you were sure you would never see him again. But it never worked. They weren’t him.

The abrupt understanding of the nature of your feelings towards the one you qualified as a big brother didn’t really change your relationship. Raylan did beat the shit out of the fucker who has attended to your honor and came back to shower you in attention as he always did, and if you had been clingier, or needier he didn’t say anything about it. But less than a month later, he had disappeared. Without an explanation, without a word, without saying goodbye. Miss Helen said he was alright, that he had to leave for his own good. You couldn’t disagree with that. But surely he would come back to take you with him, right? Or at least write, so you would know when he would come back. Or phone.

He couldn’t just have left and let you there like that.

Your turn came to leave Lexington three years later. Three years too late. You came back only when you couldn’t avoid it and hoping - each and every time - that you would run into him and... Throttle him? Throw yourself in his arms? But Raylan never came back and, one day, you stopped coming back altogether too.

You had boyfriends out of Lexington, sure. They weren’t all that bad, but still, never as brave, or as kind and certainly not as piggy headed as the asshole that left you behind. They didn’t know how to make you laugh like him, how to comfort you like only him could. How to make you feel safe. They couldn’t even break your heart as perfectly as Raylan did.

You heard quiet scratches on the door against which you had slumped followed by his voice, low and muted by the wood, but so soft it made your heart ache, «Lil?»

Ah. He remembers, now.

«Lil... I’m so sorry...»

Lil. No one has called you that fore more than fifteen years. He has ever been the only one to call you that, ‘little one’ or ‘lil’. It became a habit, a nickname. Something just between the two of you.

«I figured you would want to... talk? I have some explanations to give, yeah?»

You’re sure he looks even more awkward than he sounds; apologizing has never been Raylan’s forte. You weren’t often mad at him, but when you were, a few words, playful kisses all over your face or a battle of tickles would settle everything. Nothing was important enough to endanger what you had.

«Are we gonna have this conversation through the fuckin’ door? Out of the two of us, I’m supposed to be the grumpy one, remember? Lil’?»

You can resist. He can’t kiss or tickle you right now, only talk. You have survived without him for the last fifteen years, ignoring him won’t be a big deal.

«You gonna make me beg, don’t ya? Hell, you wouldn’t believe how many assholes would pay a pretty penny to hear me beg you to open this fucking door, you know? I don’t beg. I don’t. But for you, I will.»

Hell, you forgot how the fucker can sweet-talk anyone into anything. You don’t say «no», to Raylan Givens, it’s physically impossible - to you, at least. You want to smash your own head on the wall, but you’re smiling.

«Baby», oh no, not that, «Baby, please, open the door». His voice is nearer now, like he dropped to his knees on the other side of the door. And his voice’s gone a little rough, you would think him on the verge of tears, if you didn’t know better. «If you want to hurt me, I’ll let you, I deserve it. I will let you yell at me. You can insult me. Or even just ignore me, but I need you to open this door, please. Let me see you. Let me know you’re ok. Baby, please.»

You always loved when Raylan called you «baby». It was a rare treat meant to either placate you or emphasize a praise. You’re drowning in it, now. A loud, choked sob startles you into the present moment, you didn’t even notice you had started crying.

«Ok», his voice is so soft now, you’re surprised you still can hear it trough the wooden panel, «I’ve said everything I could while on this side of the door. Now I’m gonna wait for you to go outta there and then we can speak some more. I’m not goin’ anywhere, take your time.»

Hugging your chest, you lean your head against the door. You should be proud of yourself: for the first time in your life, you were able to resist to Raylan Givens. Thanks to a door that blocked out everything except his voice, but still a victory. Maybe you could taste a parcel of it if the gaping hole that took place in your chest fifteen years ago wasn’t aching like day one once again.

The truth - the real one, this time - is that you never loved anyone but Raylan, because you never stopped to love him. Ever.

You stayed a few hours holed up in your hiding place before nature started calling. By two in the morning, it wasn’t a call anymore but a summoning. That was what got you out of your office; had you locked yourself up in your en-suite bedroom, the problem would never have occurred.

You cracked the door open as silently as you could; you were sure Raylan was still somewhere in the house, as he told you he would, but maybe you could run to the bathroom without him noticing. And you will have to face him one way or another, you couldn’t stay hidden forever anyway. But a few extra hours to put yourself together before it wouldn’t be unwelcome. With this beginning of a plan, you were ready to give it a try, but certainly not prepared for what you saw once the door truly open.

Raylan hadn’t left, neither the house, nor the hallway for he was fast asleep on the floor, back and head resting against the wall right next to the door. In a way, you shouldn’t even be surprised, it’s not unlike Raylan to be dramatic like that. But the Hell if your heart doesn’t miss a beat and then try to escape through your throat. And now that you’re looking at him, you can’t stop. The bastard has always been handsome, with this carved jaw and those hair - God, those hair - and those deep, sparkling eyes thankfully shut for now, but jeez... With the beard? The salt and pepper? He’s not a boy anymore, he’s a man now, a true one. He’s never been more attractive. And asleep? Soft and vulnerable like this, with his stupid hat resting next to him? God help you, it’s a fucking miracle that you’re still set on bypassing him altogether.

You take a few tentative steps in the hallway, careful to not bump into him, to be as quiet as possible. But it’s a lost cause.

«Little one?» His voice is rough with sleep, hushed, like you will vanished if he speaks louder. The grip he has on your calf is slack, you could easily shake him off and run away. You don’t. «I should quit calling you that, you’re all grown up now. Look at you.»

If you turn around, it’s over. If you look him in the eyes, there won’t be any going back.

«Are you going to kick me while I’m down here? You can, you know; as I said, I won’t try and stop you. But before you beat me to pulp, you should let me apologize. Not sure I still will be able to when you’ll be done with me.» He’s so calm, yet so sure you’re going to trounce him. He knows he deserves it. He’s resigned. He’s wrong.

«’M not gonna hit you.»

«Would you look at that? She does have a tongue, after all!»

Maybe you will - hit him - maybe it’s the only way to make him understand, this fucker. Before you can realise, you’re on the floor, straddling his never-ending legs, a hand up ready to strike him square in the face and the other holding him by the collar of his shirt. He’s wincing, waiting for the blow to fall, not even trying to avoid it, like he promised. But you can’t.

Stomach plummeting, sick by your own weakness, you start crying, hiding your face in your palms. He abandoned you without a glance back, didn’t even recognize you, he’s making fun out of you after charming you out of your safe place, and you can’t even slap him. Maybe you deserved all of this, maybe you did this all to yourself.

As you’re spiralling down, you feel two strong arms enveloping you, shielding you from the world as they’ve done countless times before, and you can also feel your body - this traitor - immediately relax in their hold, like it never forgot you’ve never been safer than between them.

«Shit, baby... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean... It wasn’t meant to be nasty, I wanted... It was stupid, I’m a damn fool, but I think I’m not telling you anything new here.»

The more he talks and the more you’re sobbing, hunched on his lap.

«Shh, don’t cry little one, I’m here, you’re safe, everything is alright, ok? I wanted to make you laugh and I brilliantly failed, that’s all. I’m so glad you finally went out of there! C’mon...»

You almost can’t breath, mainly because Raylan is hugging you to his chest - tight - but also because you can’t stop relief to flood you. He’s there, and it’s enough to make you feel better, even if it doesn’t make any sense.

«Will you look at me? So I can see those beautiful eyes of yours? Mmh? Can you even breath in there? It doesn’t look like. Hey, sweetie, I need you to take your hands out of your face, don’t want you to stifle.»

You can feel his hands lightly resting on both your wrists, at first, before they become heavier and heavier and manage to gently free your face. You open your eyes and, through your tears, everything you can see is him.

«Here she is, my pretty baby! Hello there.»

His smile is blinding, lighting his features up like the sun would the world. This is why Raylan Givens ever had and ever will have you wrapped around his finger, because you would do anything to be on the receiving side of his smile. It’s his best asset, more persuasive than any weapon. It makes him look soft. It kills you. He’s back, he’s holding you, he’s cooing sweet nonsense in your ear interspersed by kisses all over your face. This is everything you had ever wanted, everything. You could die now and claim to have lived your dreams. Later, you will hate yourself for this, gone is the tough, independent woman you ever claimed to be. You’re trembling in his arms and, without thinking at all, you kiss him. It’s barely a press of lips, at first, a brush; a ghost of a kiss. You feel more than you hear Raylan’s surprised gasp before he initiates another kiss, a little firmer this time - a caress on your mouth, delicate like the wings of a butterfly, but it sets you on fire. You part your lips, letting out a silent whimper, and he comes back for more with a little, electrifying lick that finds your tongue and sends shocks trough your entire body. He groans, and everything speeds up from there. You tangle your fingers in his hair as he hold your waist and pushes you against him with one hand and hold the back of your head with another. There’s nowhere to go, nowhere to escape the all consuming, nasty kisses Raylan feeds you. Even when you’re forced to come up from air, he doesn’t let you go, his forehead pressed against yours.

«I am sorry,» he whispers, «I am sorry for letting you behind. I am sorry for making you sad. But I need you to know that, if I had a second chance, I would do it again.»

Your heart has stopped. You’re sure it has. You try to jerk away from Raylan, what you will do, you have no idea, but you can’t stay there, tangled with him on the floor, not when he’s ready to abandon you again. But his hold is strong and he’s not done with you.

«You need to understand...», his eyes are so gloomy and he sounds so distressed, you would think he’s the one who’s been left behind without a second glance, «I should have said something, I should have phoned, but, in the end, it was better for you, you... You deserve so much better than me.»

It snaps. Your sorrow, the endless despair you let yourself drown for so long, your fear, your distress, your regrets, the disappointed hopes, the anger directed at him - and at yourself - all these things you felt for the last fifteen years, they gather in ball in your sternum, just above your stomach, and turn into rage. You don’t slap him, no, but he’s still holding tight onto you, so instead of jerking away, you violently jerk towards him, the back of his head hits the wall.

«Aw!»

To his credit, he doesn’t try to push you away; but you’re too mad to pay attention to it.

«You cut the bullshit right there, Givens! You left this hell hole because your fucking father would have ended up killing you, you had to leave, you had no choice. But don’t tell me you left me behind for my own sake. Who are you to decide what I deserve or not? Who do you think you are to take that decision for me? If you didn’t want anything to do with my anymore, just say so. If you don’t want me right now, just say so. You’re many things, Raylan Givens, but you’ve never been a coward, so don’t start now!»

For a few heartbeats, the only thing to disturb the heavy, thick silence is your laborious breathing. Raylan is stunned, looking at you like a fish out of water. Then he’s on you, kissing the living daylights out of you.

«’M sorry, I’m sorry», he mumbles in-between kisses, «’M fucking moron, gonna make it up to you, do want you, fuck, I do, I’m so sorry...»

You’re still mad at him, you’re exhausted, your stomach is empty, you need to go to the loo now, your head is spinning and your knees are starting to ache by dint of supporting your weight off the floor, but you’re kissing Raylan back fervently. There will be time for more explanations - and probably more arguing - tomorrow. Right now, you don’t need anything more, not even to breath. Just Raylan.

The next morning, when the Marshal Gutterson comes to your house to take his shift over, he can’t hide his surprise at finding you on the couch, tucked under Raylan’s arm, asleep and smiling. When he left the evening before, his fellow deputy was begging through a door, after all...

«Ok,» he breaths, trying to be heard without waking you up, «how did you do that?»

«’M not gonna lie», Raylan answers with a grin, looking tired as all hell, but more at peace than ever, «I’m a lucky bastard and I don’t think I d-»

«If you say you don’t deserve it,» you mutter from your resting place in the crook of his neck, «I’ll change my mind and truly hit you, this time, Givens!»

THE END(?)

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coyotesongwriting · 5 years

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Moving Day

Avengers - Clint Barton/Reader

Prompt Fill for anon

Prompt: 18. “Are you banned from all Taco Bells or just that Taco Bell?”

Author’s Note: I started this last night and it kind of just went on it’s own direction? Anyways, hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters so don’t sue me please. I just really like them haha

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You were finally moving out of your old run-down apartment and into a bigger and better place. You were so glad to leave behind the old rat-infested studio apartment to move into a newer apartment nearer the tower, but what excited you the most (other than the lack of rats) was that you were finally getting a separate bedroom!

Tony had offered to hire movers, but your best friend, Clint, had insisted the two of you could do it yourselves. At first, you’d been ready to take Tony up on his offer, but Clint’s constant begging finally got to you. You’d caved, and agreed that he could help you move, wondering what was the worst that could happen. The move had started off alright, and you’d managed to get all the furniture into the new place before disaster struck.

You’d held the elevator while Clint filled it with as many boxes as he could until there was barely room for you both to stand. Halfway up, the power for the entire block went out, leaving you and Clint trapped halfway between floors. You both stood in silence for a minute, sure the power would kick back on. It didn’t.

You shot a glare at Clint, “This is all your fault. I hope you know that.”

“Why? I didn’t do anything!”

“You and I could have been relaxing while movers handled everything. But noooo, god forbid we do that” you sighed.

“Well sorry for wanting to make sure no creepy men were touching your stuff!” He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

“That’s why you wouldn’t let Tony hire movers?!” you stared at him incredulously.

He shifted from one foot to the other, not looking at you as he responded, “I was just trying to look out for you, okay?”

“Oh my god, Clint. What did you think was going to happen?” you were tired, and your fuse was short.

“You’re an Avenger, [Y/N]! What if someone wanted to steal something and sell it? What if they sabotaged your stuff!” his voice dropped low enough you could barely hear as he continued, “What if they messed with your box of, y’know, underwear?”

A slow grin crept across your face as laughter began to bubble out of you. Clint glared at you, huffing at you. After a long minute, you were able to get yourself back and under control and stepped forward, placing your hand on his upper arm. He didn’t say anything, and as you looked at the grumpy look you schooled your grin back into a small smile.

“Clint, I appreciate you looking out for me. I do. But, no one's going through my underwear, okay? And I’m pretty sure that Tony would have picked movers who wouldn’t steal my stuff” your voice was soft now, a sharp contrast from the anger that laced it just a few minutes better.

He uncrossed his arms, sighing, “I just worry about you, I don’t want your stuff being messed with.”

You squeezed his arm gently once before letting your hand drop back to your side, “Clint…? Please tell me you locked the moving truck…”

A look of pure horror quickly spread across his face, and it took everything in you not to laugh at him again. Everything important was with you in the elevator, and it was really only clothes left in the moving van. If they got stolen, well, that just meant it was time for a new wardrobe!

“Shit, fuck, I’m so sorry [Y/N]” he began to stammer, and he began to study the elevator desperately, “I’m gonna get us out of here!”

It didn’t take the two of you long to find the emergency hatch in the elevator roof. Unfortunately, when you tried to open it you found it was stuck shut. It would only open about an inch before it stopped, and no matter what the two of you tried, you couldn’t get it to move.

When you reached for your cell phone, figuring you’d call Tony or Nat for some help, you realized that not only had you left your phone in the apartment, you’d left Clint’s too. The two of you were trapped until either the power came back on or someone came looking for you.

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Two hours later, you and Clint were seated in the small space you’d left. The two of you had packed in so many boxes though that sitting was slightly awkward. You were both seated with your back against opposite walls, your legs intertwined.

You smiled softly at Clint as he doodled on one of the boxes with a pen you’d had in your pocket. You loved times like these (well, not times locked in an elevator, this was a first), but the quiet moments you shared. He was chewing his lip in concentration as he drew, and you loved how serious he looked as he doodled a small hawk on the box.

As he put the finishing touch on the bird, he turned to you, an eyebrow cocking curiously at you, “You okay over there? Don’t be getting cabin fever on me!”

You laughed, leaning your head back against the elevator wall, “You’re buying me Taco Bell after this. You owe me.”

“Does it have to be Taco Bell…?” his voice was guarded.

Slowly you leaned forward, “Don’t tell me you’re a Del Taco person?!”

“No, but why do you want Taco Bell? What about anywhere else?”

“Because you owe me, and we’re going to the Taco Bell on Lexington. They don’t skimp on their tacos” you shrugged, watching him curiously.

He blanched slightly, looking at his drawing again before he spoke, “I can’t actually go there…”

“What? Why not?” you laughed.

“I’m kind of banned for life” he explained.

A mischievous grin lit up your face, “Are you banned from all Taco Bells or just that Taco Bell?”

“Just that one” he sighed, hoping you’d drop it.

You didn’t of course. For the next five minutes, you began to pester him to explain, and he refused to say anything at all. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and when he wouldn’t give in even after you swore not to tell anyone, you decided it was time to bring out the big guns.

The way you two were sitting, legs intertwined, meant that this was going to be a struggle. Carefully you pulled your feet back away from him and got up onto your knees. He watched you warily, the grin on your face worrying him. Before he could pull his legs in, you quickly moved to straddle him, sitting on his thighs.

“[Y/N] what are y-” he started, eyes blown wide, only to be stopped by you reaching out to tickle his sides.

At first, he fought to keep his face emotionless. He tried to shift and throw you off, but there was nowhere for him to go, he was trapped between you, the walls, and the boxes. Just when you were about to give up the ghost, he cracked a smile and began to laugh.

“Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll stop!” you were laughing by this point too.

“Fine! Fine!” he caved, and your hands stilled, resting on his sides and you tried not to think about how good he felt.

After taking a moment to catch his breath he began, “Remember Tony’s last Christmas Gala? Well, I may or may not have had a bit too much to drink, so Thor and I decided to ride back together but we managed to convince the driver to stop there. Y’know, Taco Bell is always the antidote to his parties. Thor and I got into an argument about which of us would win in a fight and things may have gotten a little out of hand.”

“You didn’t!” you gasped, your hands flying up to cover your face delightedly, “Are you guys why they shut down for renovations?!”

“We had to pay for them to fix everything, and they banned both of us for life” he paused, “I won though.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “Sure you did, Clint.”

“Hey! I did!” he argued, fake glaring at you.

“Whatever you say”

“Are you doubting me?” he scoffed.

Even in the crappy fluorescent elevator light, his eyes drew you in. As soon as your attention wavered, he made his move. He quickly drew his knees in, knocking you off balance and sending you into his chest. In one quick movement, he had you trapped underneath, one hand pinning your arms above your head and the other began to quickly tickle your ribs.

You began to buck, trying to twist and roll out of his grasp but he had you pinned tight. You weren’t getting out of it, and to be honest, you weren’t sure you wanted to.

“I yield!” your laugh echoed through the elevator car, “You truly are Earth’s mightiest”

A smirk lit up his face as he released your arms and stopped tickling you. He was still sitting on your thighs, and the moment seemed to drag out as you stared up at him. You caught your lower lip in your teeth as you stared up at him and slowly moved so your hands were resting on his hips. His eyes studied yours for a long moment, before he slowly leaned down over you, his hands on either side of your face.

He paused, hovering over you, and you decided to make the first move. You surged forward, catching his lips in a searing kiss. A low groan escaped his throat as the kiss deepened, your hands moving from his hips to roam under his shirt.

The two of you were too distracted by each other that you didn’t notice when the elevator started moving. The ding of the doors opening caught your attention but the two of you made no move to break apart.

“Told you they were fine” Nat snorted.

Your eyes flew open at Nat’s voice, and you quickly pulled away from the kiss. Your face turned a horrifying shade of red, and you buried your face in Clint’s neck as you looked over to see Nat, Tony, and Steve watching you guys. Well, Nat and Tony were watching. Steve’s face was just as red as yours and he was doing his best not to look at you.

Clint ignored them, his hand reaching out to the elevator control panel and pressing the button for your floor. As the elevator started moving again, he slammed the emergency stop button, trapping you between floors again. Maybe getting stuck in an elevator wasn’t that bad?

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my3sonsmoving · 5 months

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How do I find reliable movers in Lexington, Kentucky?

Do you know that finding reliable movers in Lexington can make your relocation stress-free? Weather it is residential and commercial move with experienced professionals movers ensure a smooth transition to your new place. From packing to transportation, movers services guarantee a hassle-free move, allowing you to focus on settling in comfortably.

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Trust your gut: After all the research, quotes, and meetings, pay attention to your intuition. Did a particular company make you feel comfortable and confident? Choose the movers who inspire trust and a sense of partnership for your important transition.

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In short consider below points when hiring the Moving Company in Lexington:

Read online reviews and ratings.

Define your specific moving needs.

Request detailed quotes in writing.

Verify licensing and insurance coverage.

Meet the movers in person for an in-home estimate

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