He nods, clinging close to her while they made their way into the building. He tucks his head into her shoulder but relaxes a little once they're in the elevator. The trip up is quiet and by the time they're out he's almost hanging off of her, needing her for support. He's burned out of energy and incredibly stressed.
Coffee and sleep would be the two best things for him.
Her arm wrapped around his wait, holding him up as they moved through the building. Her part of it wasn't too far and when they finally make it into her bedroom, she guides him to the bed.
After that, she headed towards the closet, moving a few things out of the way and shelving others, so that he might have enough room to curl up if he so chose.
"Do you need anything," she asked over her shoulder. "I can get you something to eat, or coffee..."
"Coffee..." He watches her clear the closet for him, arms drawn around himself. This place is so much different... Her apartment was warm and small and cozy, and this place was harsh and cold and big.
"Do I have to have my own space?" He doesn't really want it. He doesn't want to live someplace like this. He would never be able to leave his closet if he did.
She nodded, moving to the kitchenette and starts preparing a cup. While it brewed, she settled on the bed next to him.
""No, not if you don't want to." She moves one arm so that he can come settle near her if he so chose. "You can stay with me. We don't have to say here either, we just needed somewhere to go that was safe for now."
He curls up closer to Natasha, draping one arm over her lap. He adjusts his position so he can see into the closet. It's bigger than the other one, and not as clear on the floor. But he wants contact with her more than he needs to curl up in the closet. He wants coffee first.
She moved so that her hands could run through his hair, a soft hum coming from her lips. "We'll figure it out later, okay?"
She wasn't sure if she's going to sleep when he does but she knew she would probably have to take a rest soon. Her body was tired and the tension finally leaving her body a little bit.
He leaned into her touch, closing his eyes. With his eyes closed he could forget that he wasn't at her apartment, that they weren't somewhere else.
He finally sat up, curling up his legs under him. He pulled his hood up over his head and sighed weakly. He carefully got up and padded over to the closet. He sank down onto the carpet. It wasn't the same but it was close enough that he felt secure, clothing pressing around him firmly.
Once he's up, she moved to the coffeemaker, preparing two cups and bringing one over to him. Settling down at the mouth of the closet, she offers him the other cup.
"Enjoy," she smiles. "And let me know if you want anything else, okay?"
He nods and takes the mug. He slurps at it but it's a lot more like what he's used to than he's expecting it to be, with how much everything else has changed.
"This is okay." He carefully reached out to pull the closet door shut, sealing him in darkness. He wasn't about to come out for a long time, and Natasha definitely would be able to get at least a nap.
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Coffee and sleep would be the two best things for him.
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After that, she headed towards the closet, moving a few things out of the way and shelving others, so that he might have enough room to curl up if he so chose.
"Do you need anything," she asked over her shoulder. "I can get you something to eat, or coffee..."
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"Do I have to have my own space?" He doesn't really want it. He doesn't want to live someplace like this. He would never be able to leave his closet if he did.
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""No, not if you don't want to." She moves one arm so that he can come settle near her if he so chose. "You can stay with me. We don't have to say here either, we just needed somewhere to go that was safe for now."
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She wasn't sure if she's going to sleep when he does but she knew she would probably have to take a rest soon. Her body was tired and the tension finally leaving her body a little bit.
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He finally sat up, curling up his legs under him. He pulled his hood up over his head and sighed weakly. He carefully got up and padded over to the closet. He sank down onto the carpet. It wasn't the same but it was close enough that he felt secure, clothing pressing around him firmly.
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"Enjoy," she smiles. "And let me know if you want anything else, okay?"
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"This is okay." He carefully reached out to pull the closet door shut, sealing him in darkness. He wasn't about to come out for a long time, and Natasha definitely would be able to get at least a nap.
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"Get some sleep," she tells him before she slipped out the door. "I'll be outside if you need anything."
And she keeps that promise, mostly because when she's fairly sure he's asleep, she lets herself fall into bed, settling in for a nap of her own.