geniusininsanity:

earthsmightiestbabysitter:

geniusininsanity:

earthsmightiestbabysitter:

This afternoon. Yesterday afternoon, now. 

… So you’re back?…
Seriously?

*Natasha eyed him for a moment, then cautiously reached to poke Nick in the center of his chest as though testing him for substance*

*Nick brushes her hand away and lifts an eyebrow* 

No, I’m actually not back at all. I’m the ghost of Nick Fury come to torment you for breaking my stuff. . 

*she caught his fingers instead and held on to them rather seriously*

… You’re an asshole.

*Nick’s hand twitched at the unexpected contact, but forced his fingers to relax, gently allowing Natasha to hold his hand.*

You are not wrong.