Nesting Instincts: illustration

Tony was sitting up in bed, and the surprise was evident on his face as he looked at Clint and the bowl of soup in his hands. “……..you did.  You really did bring me soup.” “Yes, I brought you soup.”  He brought it over to the bed.  “Careful, it’s still hot.” Tony took the bowl, looking ridiculously happy, and Clint had to move away before he turned even redder.  He returned to his own side of the bed, sliding in beside Tony once more.  Tony was simply sitting there, beaming.  Clint poked him. “Eat.”

Tony was sitting up in bed, and the surprise was evident on his face as he looked at Clint and the bowl of soup in his hands.
“……..you did. You really did bring me soup.”
“Yes, I brought you soup.” He brought it over to the bed. “Careful, it’s still hot.”
Tony took the bowl, looking ridiculously happy, and Clint had to move away before he turned even redder. He returned to his own side of the bed, sliding in beside Tony once more. Tony was simply sitting there, beaming. Clint poked him.
“Eat.”

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  1. britewing

     /  October 21, 2013

    aww i love this one 🙂 what a sweetie

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