Highschool (Teen/Adult)

He goes up to her. "Hey."

She hums to herself, sticking her earbuds in her ears and listening to music as she walked.

Natasha instantly smiles when she sees him. "Hey." She grins.

Clint gets on the bike, kicking the stand up, sticking the key in and turning it, giving it a single rev.

He smiles and kisses her. "How are you?"

She smiles and looks around as she walks.

Natasha smiles, kissing him back. "Good, you?" She asks, her green eyes watching him.

Clint starts it up, riding home.

"Same." He grins. "I'm having a party tonight, wanna come?" He asks, playing with her hair 

She hums and goes inside.

Natasha nods, smiling as he plays with her curly red locks. "Yeah." She grins. "What time?" She asks.

Clint gets home, changing and getting his bow and arrow, driving to the archery range.

"10. You can come whenever though." He smiles.

She does her homework then went over tox her grandma's, who ran the animal shelter in town, hence why Kali loved animals so much.

"Okay." Natasha smiles. "I don't own a dress.. I'm not allowed." Natasha told him, which was a lie. She had dresses but they were mostly ripped or stained.

Clint, when finished, went to the animal shelter. He saw it and decided to take a look. Living on his own, he was quite lonely.

"Thats fine. You'll look beautiful in anything." He grins.

Kali was tending to Benny, the shelter-owned bull calf they let roam the shelter seeing as he was mentally undeveloped entirely. He tended to fall, but he'd get right back up. They just didnt want to risk putting him outside.

Natasha smiles, hugging him. "Can I come to yours? I don't wanna go home." Natasha almost begs, an ounce of fear in her tone.

Clint was crouched at a pen, smiling at the small Rottweiler puppies which bounded over to him.

"No need to ask love, you're always welcome." He smiles.

She rubs between Benny's ears before going off and checking up on the animals

Natasha smiles lightly, giving him a gentle kiss on his lips. "Thank you." She smiles.

Clint gets up, walking around, stopping at the pen of a 3-legged dog. He lets out a small sigh. "What happened, boy." He said quietly.

"You're welcome." He smiles.

"We found him dumped outside the building." Kali says, refilling the foodof the dog next to him. "His leg was prettt much mutilated. There wwasn't anything we could do to save it.".

Natasha smiles, holding his hand, brushing her thumb over his knuckles.

Clint jumps. "Jeez.." He breathes, not seeing her there. "How much is it do adopt him?" He asked, scratching behind the Boxers ears, looking up to Kali.

"I think hes about twenty. Somewhere around that. He's not registered so you wont have papers or anything like that." She says, shutting the gate.

He smiles and kisses the top of her head.

"20 bucks?" Clint asks. "Okay, I'll be back in 20 minutes tops." He says, rushing off in his car back to his house.

Natasha smiled. "Who is coming to the party?" She asks.

She hums, sitting cross legged on the tile and crossing her legs.

"I invited everyone, literally. So whoever shows honestly." He laughs

"Oh, okay." Natasha smiles.

Clint arrives nearly 10 minutes later, handing Kali a little more money than she had said. "Can I-.. Adopt him?.." Clint breathes.

"Yeah." He nods, gently squeezing her hand.

"Yeah. Here." She said, handing some of the money back. "Do you need anything for him?"

Clint nods. "Everything he'll need. I don't care what it is, just get it. I think there should be enough." Clint told her.

Natasha nods lightly. "Whats your house like?" She asks, looking up to him.

"Big." He chuckles.

She nods, getting him basic supplies. "He's already up to date on all of his medical needs. If something goes wrong just call, and you'll receive a notice a month prior to when his shots and whatnot become out of date."

Natasha smiles lightly, laughing a little. "That it?" She teases.

Clint nods. "Okay. Does he have a name?" He asks, clipping the leash onto his collar.

"Thats the only way I can describe it." He laughs.

"Nope. Not that I know of anyway." She shakes her head.

Natasha laughs a little, giving his hand a gentle squeeze as they walked.

"Alright. That shouldn't be a problem, huh, boy?" Clint smiled to the dog, picking up the bags. "Right. Thanks." He smiles, walking out with the boxer, keeping at a steady pace.

She smiles and turns back to what she was doing.

He smiles and kisses her cheek.