**i believe that this is work-safe, considering that they are mostly covered**
without further ado,
29. the sound of waves
He sleeps the sleep of the righteous. He wraps an arm around her, kisses the top of her head, closes his eyes, and quietly drifts off. She lingers behind, stays awake, with her ear pressed over his heart so that she can measure the short time they have together by every thundering beat. When he falls asleep, he breathes deeply, not quite evenly, but in and out, in and out, so that she rises and falls with his rhythm. And when she closes her eyes, she follows the tides of his breath, chasing after him as he recedes, retreating when he threatens to engulf her.
In this way Hawkeye steals into sleep, lulled by the quiet roaring of waves.
by the way, i did not write that drabble. greywing did.