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^{Skye twirled a piece of cotton candy around her forefinger before popping it into her mouth, humming contendedly as it disolved on her tongue. Even if the never ending smell of popcorn got old and there were days when the smell of hotdogs on a roller made her almost want to be sick, she still loved cotton candy.}

^{When he asked when her next show was, she shrugged. “I’m done ‘til we move out.” She explained with an almost dismissive wave of her hand. “I think the last one had a whole six people show up.” Sometimes she wished she could perform more, but really, in the dead of summer, and it was hot, so she wasn’t overly eager.}

^{Her eyes flickered to the darkening sky when Clint’s did, content to watch the sun vanish. Already she could see the tiny pinpricks of stars. She loved the times they stopped farther away from the cities, because it meant they could see more stars, and that they’d be brighter. She loved to watch the sky, which was why she’d taken it’s name. Her gaze didn’t move when his hand grabbed hers, and she threaded her fingers between his without a second thought.}

^{Sure there were moments, large ones even, when the life of a carnie could be miserable, and more than once she’d dreamed of a life a little more normal. In the end though, she wouldn’t give moments like this up for any number of white picket fences or normal days. Nights like this, she was happier than she’d ever been.}

^{Her eyes dropped from the stars to Clint, and her smile grew. With him she was happier than she’d ever been. God did she love him, so much so she didn’t have to words to express it. Instead, she squeezed his hand.}

^{When he asked what she wanted to do, she shrugged at first and didn’t reply. And then, keeping her eyes carefully trained on the sky above them, she decided to be brave. Heart hammering in her chest, she asked, “If… If I tell you, do you promise not to get upset with me?”}

Clint sighed and shook his head, looking over to her. “ More people should be coming to your shows. You’re good. ” Then again, when he did sneak in to watch her, he would see some ‘way too old to be watching a young girl’ old guys, and it always gave him a bad feeling in his gut. It could be a weird situation at times.

Still, she deserved more of a change to show off, prove herself here. While she should be safe from being left behind, both of them were, it wasn’t fair for her to perform so little compared to everyone else.

Clint smiled to himself when he felt her thread her fingers through his, and he squeezed her hand tight in response, taking another bite of cotton candy. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a few people walking out, the circus slowly but surely winding down for the night. He smiled again and sighed contently. It was always better when there were less people floating around. More freedom to do whatever they wanted.

Clint looked back at Skye again when she didn’t say anything, raising an eyebrow at her curiously. When she got her question out, he sat up a little more and leaned forward, resting his chin on her shoulder as he tilted his head, a smile on his face. “ I could never be upset with you. ” He assured.

And that was true. There wasn’t really anything Skye could do that would really get him upset. Things were… easy with her. Right, even. He was still holding on to her hand, his thumb brushing over her knuckles softly as he watched her, another smile playing on his face as he offered her a bite of his cotton candy while he waited for her answer.

Skye meant so much him, and he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to find the words to explain that, and sometimes he wished he could find away to let her know.