It has been so long since I've read this, that it was almost like reading it for the first time all over again.

This. All of this. Love, love, love.

Ha, ha, Phil, change in the weather it is, isn' it.

This one fits perfectly into the head canon you created and that I'm rapidly getting used to because I like it that much. I love the way they go from now-partners to a different level of partners, not yet a couple but at least people who would trust each other with anything, and don't mind the other one being close. Fot two solo operators, that's quite a step. One of the best parts of your stories is that you vary the perspective, it's so much more interesting to see the scene both from Natasha's as well as from Clint's point of view. Because, as a reader, sometimes you can only guess at the other character's thoughts, and that's good, too, but sometimes it's better to simply know.

The plot might be clicheed - sharing body heat during a cold night, possibly on a mission - but you still manage to make it unique. I think that's so because your way of characterizing CLint and Natasha - and because of the way you build up the story, bringing them closer gradually, then having them share something life-altering for the both of them. Plus, your humor adds to the story and makes it a really nice read. All of this makes the story beautiful, interesting and heart-warming - and while it's surely not as cold as it is in "Capital" in my town right now, I'll feel a lot warmer today remembering this story.

Thanks for sharing!

Oh . . . wow . . . this was brilliant. Seriously brilliant! The setting, the description, the shared poignant memories, the different POVs - wow, you are so creative and talented!

Love this.

Lovely. Good read.

Awesome! Reading this story would certainly keep me warm on a cold night! ;)

Thanks for sharing, don't know how I missed this one? Oh well, glad I found it now hehe

This was great - the first line, the last line and everything in the middle. The usual humour plus some poignant backstory. They should've tried burning the book for warmth - doesn't sound like that apartment would've had smoke detectors installed. A very enjoyable read.

Excellent fic! Really beautiful story. Love that they are so stubborn and walls break down with sharing their pasts. Thanks for sharing!

LOL, Phil has the worst timing here, he should leave them right there.

Oh... Wow. That was just... WOW. The way you wrote Natasha and Clint's characters' was PERFECT, and the story, and your writing, and the ending, andandand...

My writing is not good enough to describe the perfection of yours. Marvelous job xD

Omg this story is really well written I just felt that I had to give a review to let you know. Continue writing! This oneshot isn't enough

How do you do this? How do you put so many layers into EVERYTHING you write? I'm in love with this fic. Unsurprisingly.

I love Clint's voice, the sarcastic, goal-oriented, no-nonsense, yet deeply felt way he thinks. And I love that even though a lot of their thoughts are mirrors here ("Uh, never mind, Barton"/"Not a constructive line of thought, Romanoff"), Natasha's head (emotion, vocabulary, reaction, interaction) is not the same. Not many people pull off distinct POV this well. I also love the believable way they shared pieces of their pasts.

Highlights: "Maria Bloody Hill. Staring. At *her* partner." "'B-b-body heat.' 'Ummmm, what?'" (Lol.) Clint's He-Man-Protector instincts (love him so much!). "He uses his mouth like he does his bow, all focus and strength" (of course he does). And the fact Clint's the one who cautions them, because he would. He's willing, but this is going to mean something if it happens. Oh, and "Well, Coulson being Coulson, he probably didn't exactly put it that way, but Clint being Clint, that's what he heard and passes on to Natasha." LOL! Love it.

And then you went and outdid the fic itself with your little epilogue. "It will take one year, six months and seventeen days before they will finish what they began this night - one year, six months, seventeen days and the ice-cold touch of a Northern god." Gah. Beautiful. You make things epic without trying (and that's the secret to epic, I think-not trying).

To sum up, I'll say again-I don't expect to find a better portrayal of Clint than yours. Every nuance you show me, I'm left thinking, oh, yes, of course. That's Clint.

So, thanks, and keep writing please. :)

That was so beautiful and touching- the characterizations were perfect. It was perfect. Loved the Canada refrences too- represent! It's true it's that cold, There was 2 feet of snow in mid march. I also loved your old world soviet descriptions and refrences. Thanks for that amazing piece!

Uh...uh...uh...cockblocked! This was well written, as always. So much so that I didn't even mind the lack of hot, steamy sex. Excuse me while I go take a cold shower...

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE with every fibre of my being.