Only seconds are left, trickling down the drain as she and Root stare at each other, the world hanging in the balance with this mission, and Shaw aches with unsaid words and missed chances.

They say a kiss is a terrible thing to waste. This one lasts an eternity too short, desperate and bittersweet, but it says a million things Shaw could never put into words, words like the echo of what she’d said on the subway: “Die for something you love.”

(P.S. i LOVE this prompt!!)