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Natasha walked into the house, her back and arms sore from the workout she had finished with Steve outside. As she passed the living room, she paused and took a couple steps back to be sure she had just seen what she thought she saw. And she had.
Clint was fast asleep on the couch spooning Lucky, his lab mix, both lightly snoring away. Liho, her cat, had spooled herself into a fuzzy black ball on top of Clint’s head. Her golden eyes slivered open as Natasha’s foot hit the loose floorboard, but slipped shut again. Natasha smiled and decided to join them after she had gotten a shower.