#yelena belova one shot

[lives-in-midgard]

You're her entire world

Pairing: Yelena Belova x reader, Bucky Barnes x reader (platonic)

Summary: You finally tell Yelena about your feelings for her.

Word Count: 1225

Request: Bucky telling Reader how obvious it is that Yelena likes them but Yelena is a little shy//nervous to say anything to reader so basically Bucky becomes the match maker? [See full request here]

Prompt 5: “Me and.… are just friends. You’re kidding, right? …. looks at you like you’re their entire world.”

A/N: Thank you for requesting this from my 1K celebration I hope you like it!!

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In the last few weeks, you and Yelena have become closer to each other. You spent a lot of time together and your crush on her grew because of that. She often visited you at the compound or you drove to her apartment. Spending time together also distracted you from worrying about Natasha and Bucky since they were both on a long and difficult mission. Even though you knew you didn’t have to worry about Bucky, you couldn’t help it because he’s your best friend. And Natasha is also one of the best assassins out there, probably even the best, but since Yelena is her sister, she can’t help it either.

So, for the past few weeks you’ve been watching movies or TV shows, visiting some places in New York that Yelena hasn’t seen yet and wanted to see, and when you found out that Yelena can only cook mac and cheese, you had to change that and asked if she would like to cook something with you. You had a lot of fun and Yelena started to really enjoy cooking with you. Yelena and you also really enjoyed being outside at night and watching the stars. Sometimes Yelena would fall asleep almost cuddling with you and resting her head on your chest. This also happened when you had movie nights together, and you loved when that happened.

You love hanging out with Yelena. You love everything about it. Her silly jokes, her sarcastic comments, her laughter, sitting close to each other and having a deep conversation late into the night.

The other Avengers who weren’t on a mission all noticed how close you were. Wanda always smiling at you both and Clint was also very happy that you were having fun together.

You were currently sitting on the couch in the living room at the compound and were discussing what you wanted to watch this time.

“So, what do you want to watch?” You asked as you opened Netflix.

“What would you suggest?” She asked shyly and you smiled at her.

“Hmm, let me think.” You said, looking at your movie watchlist you had on Netflix.

“What about this one? It’s called ‘Little Women’, and I really liked it the first time I saw it.”

“Okay, let’s watch that.” She said and you started to giggle.

“What?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Maybe you should know that there is an actress in this movie who looks a lot like you.”

“Is that why you like this movie?” Yelena said, starting to blush.

“Maybe” You teased.

“Okay...umm, let’s just watch the movie.” Yelena said quietly and you started the movie.

After a while you sat very close to each other, and rested your head on her shoulder while you watched the movie. You were so distracted by the movie that you didn’t even hear the Quinjet land at the compound. You didn’t even notice the elevator door opening behind you.

“Hey you two.” You suddenly heard Natasha say. You both quickly moved away from each other and turned around. You started to smile when you saw Bucky standing there. You got up from the couch and ran to Bucky.

“I’m so glad you’re back safely.”

“I missed you.” Bucky said and wrapped his arms around you. As you hugged him, you heard Yelena walk towards Natasha.

“You’re back sestra! “Yelena said and hugged Natasha.

You decided to let them take a shower, while you finished the movie. After you all had dinner together, Bucky and Natsha told the others about the successful mission. Then Steve suggested to watch a movie. After the movie ended, you went to your room. You had only been there a few minutes when you heard a knock on your door.

“Come in.” You said and Bucky opened the door.

“Hey.” He said with a smile.

“Hey, Buck.” You said, walking up to him with a smile.

“I thought I’d come to you to hear what I missed while I was away.”

“Sure, come on, let’s sit down.” You said and walked over to your bed. Bucky sat down next to you, and you smiled at him.

“So, what do you want to know?”

“Isn’t there something you want to tell me?”

“I don’t know what you mean, Buck?” You said and Bucky chuckled.

“When were you going to tell me that you and Yelena are finally a couple?” Bucky said and you were confused now.

“What no me and Yelena are just friends.”

“You’re kidding right?” Bucky said and you just shook your head, not knowing what to say.

“Yelena looks at you like you’re her entire world.”

“What?” You said nervously.

“It’s so obvious that Yelena likes you too. The way she looks at you tells everything.”

“Are you sure, Buck?”

“Definitely.” You smiled and started telling Bucky everything he missed and how you and Yelena became so close.

“Please promise me that you will tell Yelena about your feelings for her.”

“Okay, I promise, but I don’t know how.”

“Just tell her how you feel and what she means to you.”

“Thanks, Buck. You’re the best.” Bucky started to smile and pulled you closer with his metal arm. You talked for a few more minutes when Bucky decided to look for Steve.

Three days have passed since Bucky and Natasha returned from the mission. You were watching a movie with Bucky, Steve, Natasha, Wanda and Yelena. After the movie ended you talked for a few more minutes until Bucky suddenly said.

“I think I’m heading to my room, I’m already tired.” He said and looked at Steve.

“Yeah, me too.”

“Okay, goodnight, Grandpas.” Natasha said, making the others laugh while Bucky and Steve looked at her annoyed. Before Bucky left the room, he winked at you. Natasha and Wanda stayed for a few minutes and then decided to leave as well. So, now you were alone with Yelena.

“Do you want to watch something?” She asked and you nodded, but then had to think about what Bucky had said. Now was the opportunity to tell Yelena.

“Well, actually there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while.”

“Of course, go for it.” She said but sounded a little nervous.

“Well, how do I start…” You took a deep breath and Yelena smiled softly at you.

“Yelena, I like you a lot and not just as a friend. My day always gets better when I see you…you mean so much to me.”

“Oh, Y/n, I can’t believe you’re saying that because I feel the same way about you.” She said, making you smile.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I was just too shy to tell you and wasn’t sure if you feel the same way, especially because of my past.” Yelena said, looking away for a second, but then back at you.

“Hey, I know you’ve been through a lot and that doesn’t change anything. I love you for who you are.”

“Thank you for saying that, it means so much to me.”

“So, what are we doing on our first date?” You asked and her smile started to grow, and she spoke, “I think I already have an idea.”

You were so glad that Yelena feels the same way and you can’t wait to see what idea she has for your first date.

Taglist:

@marvelogic | @yelenasdiary | @youralphawolf72 | @buckys-wintersoldier

[marvelwomen-simp]

*Wanda Maximoff x reader

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Secret- Yelena Belova

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Characters: Yelena Belova

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- can you please do “I’m not going to be your secret anymore.” w/ Yelena Belova

Word Count: 422

Author: Charlotte

It made sense to keep your relationship hidden. In your line of work, emotions were not supposed to be part of anything you did, and love was certainly off the table, especially if it was with another black widow. Surprisingly that wasn’t the most daunting part that had led to you keeping your relationship hidden, rather your best friend was her older sister and neither of you wanted to deal with telling her that you were together. At first it felt special, just having Yelena to yourself, not having to answer questions or justify anything, just having the woman that held your heart and whilst others were around you appreciated the stolen glances you shared.

You trusted Natasha with your life, but you didn’t know how she’d feel about her sister and best friend being together and although you could blissfully be ignorant to it, guilt began to flood you, knowing it would only hurt her the longer you kept the secret from her. Yelena’s guilt was unknown to you, but she was less willing to let the cat out of the bag and wanted to keep the relationship a secret. You tried to accept that, but time only made it harder and finally you had to pull her to the side when Natasha wasn’t around and tell her the truth.

“I can’t keep doing this,” you admitted. “I love you Yelena but I’m not going to be your secret anymore. It’s just going to hurt Nat more if we keep this from her.”

“She will be mad either way,” she stated.

You shook your head. “I doubt she’ll be happy, but I can’t keep being dishonest to her and everyone else. It was nice just having you to myself, but I am ready to show you to the world and I don’t think I can keep staying in the shadows.”

Yelena paused for a moment, avoiding your gaze. For people that were meant to keep their emotions at bay, you both had internal turmoil that certainly proved otherwise.

“Is it really that important to you?” She questioned.

“Yes, I love you, but I also love her. I don’t wish to hurt either of you.”

She hesitantly nodded her head. “She is going to kick both of our arses, but I guess it’s worth it for you.”

A smile curled upon your lips. “So, we can tell her?”

“Yes, we can tell her,” she sighed. “I hope that you know what we are getting ourselves into.”

“Anything is worth being with you.”

[reuinx]

What If (Yelena Belova x Reader)

Summary: The night is supposed to be spent with Natasha, your best friend. Nevertheless, fate has other plans for you. She's running late. You're shocked to find Yelena home, soaked to the skin. She doesn't seem to be herself. It's time for a friendly game of Truth or Dare to cheer her up.

Word Count: ​3,466

Translations: Krasivo (Pretty), Krasivaya (Beautiful)

The What If. We all have them. They sneak up on you whenever you least expect it. You are rendered powerless by them. They left you feeling more anxious than you ever have before. Whenever this happened, the same person would appear again. Yelena. Yelena Belova has left you with more What Ifs than anyone else. She would be smug if she knew how much time you spent thinking about her.

For as long as you can remember, Natasha has been your best friend. Natasha was closely followed by Yelena wherever she went. Initially, you and Yelena clashed constantly. It was her way or no way. You didn't notice the change between you both. When you first met, you used to roll your eyes at one another but now it had changed to gentle smiles at each other in passing. While Natasha thought you and Yelena were finally getting along, you knew there was much more to it.

It was impossible not to stare whenever she walked into the room. Her smile was contagious, and her gentle laugh was a comforting sound for you now. You didn't hear it that often, which was unfortunate. Despite her openness when it came to sharing her opinions, she was quiet when it came to how she felt about other people. This included you. She was always so closed off. You wished she wasn't.

It was unclear how things stood with Yelena now. The tension between the two of you, however, was always there. Something unspeakable. Continuously building to a boiling point, it was threatening to explode. Whenever you met her in passing, you'd catch how she looked at you, and well, it made you melt. She would often message you on Instagram. Every time she sent you a message, you'd be lying if you said you weren't excited.

There were times when they were the simplest things. She might just be asking about your day. Through the screen, you knew she was sincerely interested in what you had to say. She would send voice messages explaining her day, and you couldn't help but swoon when you heard her voice. You could never admit that to her. Maybe you were overthinking this? It wasn't exactly possible to have a relationship with your best friend's sister.

There was a plan for you to spend the night over at Natasha's. You were supposed to be going to a party, but it changed last minute. It was impossible to say no to her when she asked to get together to study. It wasn't a secret that Yelena planned on attending the party tonight too. She mentioned it several times to you over text.

There was no way you could get it out of your head. What If you had gone? You would have had some alone time with Yelena. Is that what you really wanted? Would you be able to trust yourself? You've made up your mind, stop it. Regardless, you won't be going. Initially, it had been a horrible night. The rain hadn't stopped and the cheap umbrella you carried couldn't keep from collapsing when the wind blew. Every time you promised yourself, you'd buy a new one, you didn't.

It served you well, only managed to dampen you a little bit. Natasha wasn't home yet when you arrived. You had received a message earlier saying she was running late and would get you something to eat on her way. The key was hidden in the plant pot, so you let yourself in. After ascending the stairs and making your way down the hallway to Natasha's room, you heard faint music playing. It stopped you in your tracks, leaving you wondering where it came from. You knew the song. Crimson and Clover. As soon as you heard it, you knew it was coming from Yelena's room. She must have forgot to turn it off.

You approached Yelena's room; you noticed the door was slightly open. You didn't hesitate to enter. The room was being lit by a lamp in the corner, she must have forgot to turn that off too. She must have been in a rush to leave the house. Your eyes met the source of the music. Her vinyl player in the corner of the room, the same one Natasha got her for Christmas. Your eyes were drawn to the spinning vinyl as you made your way over to it. You were about to switch it off when you suddenly heard a noise behind you. It was a quiet gasp.

You were startled, you glanced over your shoulder to the source of the noise. Yelena. It was hard not to notice what she was wearing. In a short red dress with a figure-tight fit, she looked stunning. You both stood on opposite sides of the room in silence, it felt like forever but in reality, only a few seconds had passed. You watched as her chest heaved in, she looked like she was holding her breath. Why? Her green eyes weren't on you for once. They were focused on the ground. She wouldn't even look at you.

Her face looked tense; she was chewing on her bottom lip. What had happened? You decided you were going to break the silence, but she must have had the same idea. You both spoke at the exact same time

"Hi"

"Hi." The second it happened; you heard a quiet laugh release from her lips. In an accidental lift of her eyes, her gaze met yours.  The sound of her voice was raspy, as if she was worn out. Her lips parted ever so slightly, and her face instantly relaxed. The blush on her cheeks was instantaneous. Her eye contact with you lasted longer than she would have liked. Even if it was just for a moment, she let down her walls. Upon entering the room, she rolled her eyes at you, biting the corner of her lip as she rubbed her wet hair.

"You don't like my music?"

"Who doesn't like Crimson and Clover? I just didn't think you'd be home."

"Not happy to see me then?"

"No, no! I- didn't mean that. I-"

"No? So you aren't happy to see me?" She interrupted you, raising her eyebrows. You were being teased by her. Of course, you bit despite knowing better. She was the cat, and you were the mouse.

"Stop teasing me!"

"I thought you liked it."

"You're doing it again."

"Doing what?"

"God, I hate you. You're so annoying, I swear" A chuckle escaped your lips as you glanced down at the Vinyl player. A slight adjustment to the volume was made as you leaned up against her dresser. Your mind was torn between leaving and staying. You were too busy lost in thought to have seen Yelena's expression. When you looked up at her, she was frowning at you.

"You don't hate me."

"Maybe I do."

"I know you don't" There was such a sense of seriousness in her voice. You weren't sure whether she was trying to prove it to you or to herself. She did something that was unusual for her.  A subtle thing caught your attention. She was fiddling with the fabric of her dress. All the time, she seemed so carefree. What made her anxious? She never was. It seemed to have hit a nerve with her, so you changed the topic.

"How was the party? I just wasn't expecting to see you tonight and you're so wet." The second the words left your mouth. Yelena raised her eyebrow up with you, a dirty smile crossing her lips as her eyes didn't leave you. You felt your body tense up under her gaze. You had stepped right into that one. Every move you made was scrutinized by her as she leaned against the door.

"You're acting like that's a bad thing."

"I was talking about your clothes"

"I wasn't" Yelena released a soft chuckle. You could feel your stomach tighten. There is a flush of red on your cheeks right away. You hated that she had that much control over you. As she approached you, you held your breath as she brushed up against you softly making her way to sit on the window still. Her favourite place to sit was there, especially when it rained. She rested her head against the glass, her eyes drooped as she looked at you. You'd love to know what she was thinking right now.

"You're blushing."

"I'm not."

"Are too"

"Quit it"

"Do you really want me to stop?" She almost said it in a whisper, her eyes slowly tracing your face for a reaction. You shook your head, bringing your attention to something else. Anything else.

"Why did you come home so early?"

"Just felt like it."

"Unlike you."

"I just wasn't feeling it."

"I feel like there's more to that then you're letting me know" As you heard her release a sigh, you murmured under your breath. Looking out the window, she focused her attention on the raindrops. Despite the faint music playing, the sound of the rain beating against the glass was louder.

"I got all dressed up and for what? I mean. Sure. It was a party, and all parties are the same but I just..." A look of regret flashed across her face as she shared that with you. She began twisting a ring on her finger. You sat down beside her on the window still, a gap between you both. She didn't look at you, not once. You could feel it in the silence.

"You just?" You added, you wanted her to talk. You wanted to hear what she had to say.

"Nothing." She shrugged her shoulders at you weakly. The walls you thought were gone, were built sky high.

"How about we play a game?"

"A game?" Yelena lifted her head up where you could finally see her green eyes up close. You could feel yourself beginning to melt.

"I think you need a cheering up and what's more fun than me beating you."

"Oh please. You're on! I win every time."

"You sure about that?"

"Absolutely positive."

"Cocky."

"Pick a game then"

"Any game?"

"Any game."

"Truth or dare. First one to pull out, loses."

"That's easy. I never pull out." Yelena was smug, she always was. You wanted to wipe that look off her face. You wished you could say she was lying but Yelena always won. The only time you ever did was if she let you. It started off extremely reserved for dares. You knew she was building up to making you lose. You both didn't hesitate between the truths and dares. However, Yelena had been asking you too many truths. You noticed. She was enjoying asking you questions that you simply couldn't get out of answering. She was trying to figure you out.

"I dare you to tell me what's your biggest fear?" She questioned. She observed your every movement, she didn't want to miss a thing. You had forgot music was still playing at this stage. You were twirling a loose strand of your hair around your finger, lost in thought.

"You can't do that!"

"Said who?"

"Ugh. I guess falling." You finally managed to say. She slowly titled her head to the side at you, her eyes craving for you to elaborate on your answer.

"Falling?"

"Don't make fun of me."

"No no, I'm not. I'm just curious!"

"I don't know! It sounds stupid now!"

"No! It doesn't. Trust me. It doesn't. You're talking about falling in love, right?"

"Oh god, don't say it like that. That makes it seem so serious. I answered it, we are moving"

"I want you to keep talking"

"Yelena-"

"Please?" Her voice was soft, she was pleading with you to continue.

"I don't know. The whole thing about falling, you know? I just. It's terrifying. You don't know it's happening before it's too late. You're just totally vulnerable and out of control. I hate losing control. There's nothing you can do beside let yourself fall. It's too late to stop it. No matter how much you try to prevent it, it just happens."

"Sometimes people don't break your heart, they'll break your fall."

"That's poetic."

"It's the only thing going for me."

"Oh please. You just need to look in a mirror"

"Is that a compliment?"

"Maybe."

"I'll remember that."

My turn, Belova. Truth or dare?"

"Dare, obviously." You dared her to make a prank call. She was busy trying to keep in character, but you couldn't help but stare at her during it. When she caught sight of your eyes, she began to stumble over her words. You loved how her lips pulled up into a smile, how she threw her head back like a little kid laughing when the call ended. She didn't realize how beautiful she was as she sat there, soaked through her dress and her wet, wavy hair running down her shoulders.

"Well, Krasivo. Truth or dare?"

"I'm going to say dare. You've been going easy on me. I know you have. I thought you would've pulled out all the stops to win."

"Oh? You think I'm going easy on you?"

"Of course, you are."

"Okay then. I dare you to kiss me." She didn't even hesitate. You blinked; you couldn't believe she had just said that. Did she? Maybe you misheard. The way she looked at you said it all. Her green eyes slowly travelled from your eyes, tracing down your face until it met your lips. Her lips began to slowly pull up into a wide smile, she was giving you a toothy grin.

"Checkmate. I win." She whispered. You could feel your stomach beginning to twist and turn. You could feel your throat tighten. She turned her head from you to look out the window, her big smug smile on her face. You hated that. It was a friendly game of Truth or dare. It meant nothing.

"What were you saying about beating me this time-"

"Hey."

"What?" She questioned, turning her head back to look at you. It wasn't expected that you would speak to her. The gap between you two was filled by you moving over to her. Yelena's body tensed up as you were so close to her. The What If was in your head again. What If she was only joking? What If she hated it? Fuck the What If. Just kiss her.

"What are you- "Before she could complete her sentence, your lips touched hers. It happened so quickly. It was all you could manage. If you kept your lips against hers longer, you feared you would not be able to stop. In utter shock, Yelena blinked rapidly while her face turned red. Her gaze was fixed on you.

"I- I... Dare. Just dare me" Yelena uttered, rubbing her cheeks with her knuckles.

"Um.. I dare you to tell me why you came home from the party earlier." The colour began to drain from Yelena's face as you abruptly spoke. Something you'd never seen before filled her eyes, worry. There was a long pause in the silence that followed her. The music could be heard again before she answered.

"I was expecting you to be there." She admitted. Her hand raised up to her forehead, carefully rubbing it as her eyebrows creased.

"Me?"

"I got all dressed up to see you. It sounds so stupid now that I say it out loud because God, how pathetic is that? If Nat could hear me right now. Imagine what she'd say." In order not to hesitate again, she spoke quickly. As soon as she said it, she looked at you. A worried expression on her face, her eyes flickering into yours in search of an answer. Any answer.

"You did all that for me?"

"Of course, I do. Everything I always do is for you. I just wanted you to see me how I see you."

"And how's that?"

"Krasivaya" Under her breath, she whispered. You had never seen this side of her before. Yelena had become accustomed to getting what she wants whenever she wants, the confident one. From the moment she saw you standing in her bedroom, there was a lot of uncertainty around her.

"Beautiful." She translated. It was impossible to stop the smile from forming on your face.

"You're funny."

"Why?"

"You're beautiful, El. You always have been." There was no way you could believe this was real. The thought of telling her all this made you feel sick to your stomach.

"You know I still won Truth or Dare." Taking a moment to look at her hands, she fiddled with her fingers while smiling softly.

"No, you didn't."

"Yes, I did."

"I kissed you. We're even"

"That wasn't a kiss. This is a kiss." With her hand raised, she slowly ran her finger tips over the side of your cheek as she spoke firmly. With such tenderness, she presses the palm of her warm hand against your cheek. To get closer to her, her free hand reached into the neck of your t-shirt and pulled the collar down.

Slowly, she pressed her lips against yours, making your lips burn. She moved her lips in harmony with yours. You adjusted yourself and wrapped your arms loosely around her neck, slowly entangling your fingers in the strands of her blonde hair that you pulled. As soon as you did, you felt her body pressing up against yours in need. She lets out a soft moan, encouraging you to keep pulling.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you."

"Why? What are you going to do about it?"

"I'll show you." You smiled against her lips. Her words said one thing, but her body said another. Dropping her hands from your cheeks, releasing her lips from yours, she still climbed up off the window. After a curious look from you, she slowly bent down in front of you as panic set in. She gave you a look that could almost kill.

Her sudden movement made you squeal as she grabbed you in her arms. As she pushed you up against the cold window, your body jolted as the cold shocked you. As soon as it happened, you pushed straight up against Yelena. As your body struggled between her warm body and the cold window, you knew which you preferred. Her.

"Good girl" A hushed voice echoed her words. She wasn't the one to lean in. It was you. She felt your lips on her instantly as you wrapped your arms tightly around her neck. Your lips were hungrily kissing hers. It wasn't clear where this would go, but God, you didn't want it to end. The clothes she was wearing were still damp. The reason you realized she didn't get out of her wet red dress was because she was didn't want to stop talking to you.

"God, El. I want to be yours." She smiled in response to your whining against her lips. After lifting you off the window, she carried you over to her bed and gently laid you down.

"You are mine" She corrected you. As she climbed on top of you, she tightly wrapped your legs around her waist. You were going to take advantage of this opportunity. Playfully, you flipped her over, resulting in you being on top. As she relaxed beneath you, you watched. You were the focus of her intense gaze. Slowly, you ran your hands along the thin fabric of her dress. You were craving her.

"That's cute." Your eyes met hers with curiosity as she commented.

"What's cute?" You questioned. She flipped you back over without any ease. Her performance was so effortless. You had taken control for a short time, but that was gone now. You were exactly where she wanted you. Your wrists were pushed over your head as she leant in close to you. She was so close you could feel her hot breath against yours.

"That you think you can be on top." Her eyes remained fixed on her as she spoke. Your wrists were released from her hard grip. As you furiously pulled on the fabric of her dress, you knew exactly what you wanted. You wanted to feel her skin against yours. Unbeknownst to you. Yelena was about to remove her dress when the bedroom door was pushed open further. From the door, there was a loud splat sound. Both of you froze. As you pushed up on your elbows, you looked at what caused it.

"What the fuck." After being shocked, Natasha dropped the Chinese she had been carrying, spilling it everywhere. Astonished, she stood in the doorway. Her sister and her best friend.

"Not the noodles." Yelena whined.

[yelenasgreenvest]

Hey! Can I ask for a r x Yelena with r being nervous about having their first kiss with Yelena and her reassuring them? Basically just a soft moment, thank you!!

Yelena and Y/N had been best friends for as long as they could remember. They had always been there for each other, through the good times and the bad.

But as they grew older, their feelings for each other had started to change. Y/N couldn't deny the butterflies in their stomach every time Yelena was near, and Yelena couldn't stop thinking about the way Y/N's lips looked when they smiled.

Finally, after months of anticipation and nervousness, the two of them were alone together in Y/N's bedroom. Yelena had closed the door behind them, and the air was thick with tension.

"Y/N," Yelena said, taking a step closer. "I have to tell you something."

Y/N's heart pounded in their chest. They knew what was coming, and they couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I like you," Yelena said, her eyes sparkling. "I've liked you for a long time now. And I know you like me too. So, I just want to know if you want to take this to the next level and be together."

Y/N's breath caught in their throat. They had been dreaming of this moment for so long, but now that it was actually happening, they couldn't believe it.

"Yes," Y/N said, their voice barely above a whisper. "I want that too."

Yelena's face broke out into a huge smile, and she leaned in closer to Y/N. "I'm so glad," she whispered, her lips hovering just inches from Y/N's.

Y/N could feel their nerves getting the best of them, and they started to back away.

"It's okay," Yelena said, sensing Y/N's nervousness. "I'm nervous too. But I promise, it'll be worth it."

Y/N took a deep breath and closed their eyes, leaning in to meet Yelena's lips with their own. The kiss was soft and sweet, and it sent a shiver down Y/N's spine.

When they finally pulled away, Y/N opened their eyes to see Yelena smiling back at them.

"See?" Yelena said, her voice full of love. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Y/N shook their head, grinning from ear to ear. "No," they said. "It was amazing."

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Fearless - Yelena Belova x F!OC

warnings: super fluffy, halloween themed love

word count: 3k

WP: https://www.wattpad.com/1392687021-fearless-amara

Masterlist

“Alright kids,” Sam clapped his hands together, his eyes roamed over everyone in the group with a wide smile on his face. “We’re all here to have fun–” 

“But stick with your buddies.” Bucky cut in with a nod and his arms crossed over his chest. “We don’t need anyone getting lost.” 

The carnival lights flashed around them while eerie music and the smell of fried food filled the air. Amara was buzzing with excitement. Halloween was her favorite time of year. All of the spooks and haunts that lured people in, the costumes, and candy. Especially the candy. Her mouth watered the moment she spotted the Caramel Apple hut when they first walked in. 

Yelena nudged her side before leaning into her. “They do realize we are adults.” She whispered with a grin. Amara bit back a laugh as a throat cleared ahead of them. She glanced up to see Bucky sporting a frown though the amusement in his eyes contradicted it. 

“Don’t come running to me when you face a clown Belova.” He challenged. 

“Do not worry that pretty little head Barnes,” Yelena smirked, “Amara is scarier than a puny clown.” 

Amara laughed and shook her head, “Have you met me?” 

Golden eyes landed on her with a smirk, “I have and you are. Do not piss this one off.” Yelena laughed, wrapping her arm around Amara’s shoulders, “she is a fiery one.” 

“Oh my god, would you stop.” Amara laughed. 

By now even Peter and Kate were snickering together as they watched the exchange. Sam waggled his eyebrows at Amara while Bucky fought to bite back a grin. She was the least scary of them all but Yelena never failed to make her laugh. 

"You've all got your wrist bands?" Bucky huffed in weak attempt to hide his amusement.

"Be smart, stay safe," Sam nodded, "meet back here in a few hours for the bus home."

"Aye Aye, Cap!" Peter and Kate chimed at the same time with phony salutes that had Amara doubling over in laughter.

"What should we do first?" Peter tucked his hands into the bomber jacket he wore, his nose already reddened from the chill night air.

"Oh?" Yelena frowned at him, "You're wanting to stay in a group?"

"What's wrong Pete, you scared and need her to protect you?" Kate laughed, pretending to hide behind Amara and pushing her gently in front.

"Hey, leave me out of it," Amara protested. "I'm just here for the candy apples. Anything scarier than that is for you super heroes to deal with."

"Well there's hardly a queue so we can go there and eat them while we're looking around," Kate suggested, knowing just how sweet Amara's tooth was and knowing that she was a dog with a bone until it was sated.

Amara grinned, "Yes!" Pumping her fist in the air, she grabbed Yelena's arm and began to tug her in the stall's direction. 

Peter and Kate followed behind them, grumbling good-naturedly but as they approached the stall’s counter they didn’t hesitate with their orders.

Amara grinned and pulled out her tongue at the two Avengers as she reached behind her with her free hand and twined her fingers with Yelena’s. Feeling the ex-assassin squeeze her hand affectionately made Amara’s belly fill with butterflies.

Apples in hand, the group turned to survey the rest of the carnival.

"What did you get?" Yelena asked, leaning further and further into Amara's side as they walked, warming her against the October evening chill.

"Salted caramel with chocolate sprinkles, wh- Lena, you got your own!" She grumbled playfully as Yelena made a point of pouting and eyeing her apple. 

"Yeah, but I just got normal caramel. Just one bite? Pretty please?"

"One bite," Amara smiled, holding the apple up to Yelena's lips. 

"It could use hot sauce, amore." She mumbled with full cheeks and knocked her body against Amara's.

"If you had your way Yel, everything would have hot sauce." Amara smiled. "Oh! Corn maze?" She pointed toward the well lit, friendly looking maze to their left. 

"No way, you picked apples," Yelena spun in a circle, dragging Amara by the hand. "That's where we are going!" 

Yelena pointed to a menacing looking construction haunted house with fog dripping from the front door and the faint sounds of people screaming from within its makeshift walls.

"You've got to be kidding me," Amara grumbled, shaking her head. "Haunted houses are so tame." 

"Well there'll be nothing for you to worry about then," Yelena grinned, firming up her grip on the other girl's hand. "See you guys at meet up," she yelled over her shoulder at Pete and Kate, who were still bickering about whose turn it was to pay for their candy.

Kate waved back distractedly and Yelena took that as acknowledgement.

“Come on, amore, you’ll love it.”

“I really don’t think I will,” Amara warned but, seeing the shine of excitement in her girl’s eyes, she caved in and allowed herself to be dragged across the trampled grass towards the haunted house.

They approached the door, the chemical smell of artificial fog permeated the air and deadened the sounds from the carnival. A particularly loud screech echoed out from the curtained doorway and Amara jumped despite herself.

“Not loving it, Lena,” Amara muttered as Yelena dragged her further into the structure with a comforting squeeze of her hand.

“I won’t let anything get you, my little scaredy cat,” Yelena whispered, a smile on her face. 

And how could Amara not believe her when that smile is the one Yelena reserves only for her?

A man appeared from the left of the doorway in a black ski mask and blood soaked sweater, “what is that corn syrup?” Yelena narrowed her eyes, “blood dries much darker, and not so sticky.” 

Amara couldn’t help but laugh, “leave him be,” she said but Yelena’s lack of tack in social situations was helping ease the pace of her racing heart. 

"I'm just- you know what nevermind." Yel scrunched her nose up at the man. 

"Please do not touch the staff members within the house, if you need assistance or want out at any point there are clearly lit exit signs at the end of most rooms." He pointed to a red sign above the main entrance. "Just like that one. Have fun ladies." 

Amara looked at the next doorway, the room beyond was pitch black, she wasn't afraid of haunted houses  and she was determined to show Yel that she could be just as fearless as the others. She reached back for Yelena's hand again and moved towards the darkened doorway.

"Are you sure you want to go first?" 

Amara laughed,"It's a fairground attraction Yel. There's nothing real here, the worst thing that'll happen is we'll scream." She took her first steps at a pace, "Come on girl, unless you're chicken."

Yelena scoffed in mock-annoyance and followed along after Amara as she plowed on forward and into the first room.

It was quiet, too quiet. A curtain fell across the doorway behind them, cutting out even the flashing lights from the carnival and plunging the room into darkness.

Amara’s breath hitched in her throat and she couldn’t help but grip Yelena’s hand just that little bit tighter.

With their eyes fixed on the figure, as if daring him to move towards them, the two girls began made their way towards the next doorway. As they progressed the figure turned on the spot, watching their every step.

Suddenly the lights went out. Both girls shrieked and clung to each other, their hearts racing out of their chests. The suspense was so palpable they dare not move.

After a few seconds Amara whispered,"it's ok Yel, we'll be ok..."

She could feel Yel freeze," shush, listen..."

A shuffle sounded alongside the sound of metal scraping against wood. Amara felt Yelena’s breath on her cheek and the pounding in her chest eased just a little.

The light flickered once more, which revealed the horrific reality that it wasn’t Yelena at all. 

The figure, whose face was crusted with decaying flesh, was standing so close to Amara that she could see the dim lights flicker in its eyes.

With a piercing scream she leapt backwards, trying to put as much distance as she could between herself and the nightmare before her.

“Yel?” She whispered, peering around as she continued to back up. Yelena was nowhere to be seen and Amara could feel her heartbeat thumping against her ribcage as she hissed,“Lena? Yelena?!” 

She kept her eye on the figure who was watching her leave with a gruesome grin until the light changed to a reddish hue indicating she was in the next room. 

Spinning on her heel, she was about to shout when her body collided with another and she let out another scream.

“Run!” A husky voice whispered from behind a melted clown mask. 

Amara wasn’t waiting, she took off through the darkness, stepping in time with the flashing lights trying to avoid smashing into anything and anyone else as she moved. Her heart was pounding and as much as she hated to admit it, she was terrified. 

“Lena!?” She yelled again and rounded a dark corner into a room that was lined with what looked like plastic painting sheets hanging from the ceiling. 

Shadows moved across and the flashing lights turned into a dark maroon color as she tried to feel her way through. 

Amara sensed, at this moment, she was alone. The low light was oddly comforting and she took a minute to breathe deeply and slow her racing heart. She hadn't a clue how she and Yel had separated, together one second and alone the next.

She looked to see which way she could go next, there was a set of stairs to her right and a door straight ahead. 

"Lena!" She shouted behind her into the darkness, and stopped again to listen carefully.

Suddenly ear splitting screams came from ahead, something had truly terrified someone ahead and she could hear footsteps running away.

"Fuck this," she thought, and took to the stairs.

"Yelena? Baby?" Amara asked tentatively, her hands out warily as she approached her. 

"Don't! Amara, don't come any closer." 

"Yelena, you're safe. It's just a smoke machine." 

Amara took another step towards her until Yelena fell into her arms. 

"I don't-- I don't like it," Yelena said in broken breaths, Russian accent thicker than usual. Amara swept Yelena's blonde hair from her face, cradling her cheeks in her hands as she pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Come on, let's get you out of here."

The two wove through the obstacles toward the final room of the haunted house. Their fingers tightly tangled together as they kept their eyes on the exit sign. 

“Boo!” A worker jumped out from behind a barrier. His hands jutting out and his frame towering over Amara. 

She swore under her breath, the sound coming out a scared yelped as Yelena shoved him backwards with her hand, unlinking the two of them and stepping forward. 

Adrenaline pumped through her features as she hovered over him pushing him into a wall, “stay back!” She growled when the worker tried to move forward. She tutted at him, waving her finger, “down boy. Stay.”

“Lena,” Amara whispered to her, “it’s ok, he’s just doing his job.”

“He scared you,” she shot a look over her shoulder, clearly very uncomfortable in the situation. 

“I’m okay,” Amara pressed a hand to her face.

“No-one gets to do that to you amore, not on my watch.”

“It’s fine Lena, honestly. Come here,” Amara said softly.

Yelena did as she’d been asked and wrapped a protective arm around Amara’s shoulder, glaring at the carnival worker as she did. The guy swallowed nervously and Amara threw him a sympathetic smile.

“H-have a good evening?” The guy stammered, his smile more of a grimace.

“I need a drink,” Yelena muttered once they were out of earshot. “You think I can get good vodka around here?” 

Amara huffed a soft laugh, skimming her hand down to link her fingers with Yelena’s. 

“We could find the others? Unless you wanna do something else just us?” She asked, peering at Yelena with a bashful smile. “There’s a ferris wheel, I haven’t been on one of those since I was a kid!”

“Well then, amore, then it’s about time your girlfriend took you on one,” Yelena grinned, squeezing her hand gently.

“Say that again?” Amara asked, a blush painting her cheeks.

“What, girlfriend?” Yelena teased, pulling Amara closer to her.

“Yeah, that. I’ll never get tired of hearing it.”

“Then I’ll say it as often as I can,” Yelena purred as she weaved them through the crowd.

The line for the ferris wheel was longer than the haunted house and the girls waited huddled together, Amara wrapping her arms around Yelena from behind, chin tucked over her shoulder. 

“Before we do this, you’re not hiding a fear of heights from me are you?” Amara asked. Yelena peered up at her, an eyebrow raised as if she couldn’t believe the question. 

“I did tell you about that time I literally flew a helicopter, right?” 

“Just checking!” Amara chuckled, pinching Yelena’s side playfully as they waddled forward together toward the ride.

The line moved quickly, as they held hands and nuzzled noses. Amara could smell the caramel apple on Yelena's lips- it was dizzying. 

The sounds of the carnival enveloped them and Amara relished in it. Distant screams of joyful terror drifting over from the haunted house. Bells and whistles from carnival games, kids laughing and running through the crowds. It was perfect. And she couldn't wait to cuddle up on the ferris wheel for a quiet moment with her girlfriend.

They heard the wood and iron frame of the giant wheel creak softly as they neared the front of the queue. Amara craned her neck backwards to stare up at the structure, squinting her eyes against the brightness of the lights that adorned the struts. A thrill of excitement ran through her veins at the thought of being in the car at the very top of the wheel.

A tug on her hand brought her back to the moment as Yelena fished in her pocket for coins to give the ride operator. Amara could have sworn she saw her girl slip the guy a bill or two but she shrugged off the thought when it was their turn to step up to the empty gondola.

Sliding into the seats, Amara sidled right in up against Yelena, relishing in her solid warmth as an arm slid around her snuggly.

With a contented sigh, Amara let her head fall to Yelena’s shoulder, and the wheel set off with a gentle sway as they climbed higher above the lights and sounds of the carnival. 

“I’m so happy,” Yelena murmured, voice so quiet Amara nearly missed the soft words spoken into her hair.

Amara's back melted further into the seat, as her stomach fluttered- was it the slight sway of the ferris wheel causing the butterflies? Or maybe it was Yelena's hand, slowly tracing circles against her upper arm. 

Maybe it was all of this moment. Everything that added up to this experience. The warmth and love she felt- she never wanted it to end. They were almost at the top and Amara felt as if the butterflies in her stomach were going to burst forth into the crisp, night air. 

Yelena nudged her out of her thoughts- "Where did you go, amore?"

“Just…just taking in the moment, Lena,” she smiled, tilting her head slightly to look at the woman beside her.

They were getting high now, the lights of the carnival were a carpet spread below them and the music became more muted the further they climbed.

As they reached the apex of the wheel’s rotation the gondola shuddered as the ride came to a halt. Amara swallowed nervously as the gondola swayed silently with residual motion.

“Lena, it’s not stuck, is it?” She asked nervously.

Yelena shook her head, fingertips skimming tender circles over Amara’s arm. 

“I wouldn’t let that happen to you,” Yelena replied, and Amara shifted in her seat to see her a little better. 

“What did you do?” 

“I just want to enjoy the view with you, my love.”

Yup. She was right. Amara did see Yelena slip the dude a $20. Relief washed over her and a warmth grew in her chest. 

"Lena, I-" she paused as the gondola finally slowed. "You're the sweetest."

Yelena chuckled and raised her other hand to Amara's face, lightly tracing her cheek. "That's why you're my girl. I bribe someone and you think I'm sweet."

“You are though,” Amara chuckled, but deeper emotions swirled within the depths of her eyes. “Lena…”

“Amore?”

“I know that we haven’t been together very long but these past few weeks have been amazing.”

“I know, right?” Yelena beamed, squeezing her tighter against her body.

“Look, I just…I need you to know.” Amara took a breath, nerves tingling in her belly under Yelena’s intense gaze. “I love you, Lena.”

“Amore,” Yelena whispered, leaning closer to Amara before cradling her face gently between her palms. “I love you too. More than anything.”

“Anything?”

“Even more than hot sauce,” Yelena admitted.

“Woah. That’s a whole lot,” Amara smiled, tipping her chin towards her love’s as their lips met in a sweet kiss.

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One Shots

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Revolving Around You (Beefy!Natasha x Fem!Reader)

Calling On You (Wanda x Natasha x fem!avenger!reader) 18+

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Marry Me

Summary: Once upon a time, you dreamed of marrying your girlfriend of two years but she broke up with you before you had the chance to ask her for her hand. Now with a wedding invitation in your hand, she's getting married but she's not marrying you.

Pairings: Past!Wanda Maximoff x reader, Yelena Belova x reader

Warnings: mention of cheating, angst with a happy ending, modern AU, no powers/Avengers, Starks aren't dead and decent parents lol

Word Count: 4.4k

‘Together with their families Wanda and Vision invite you to their wedding,’ the world around you seemed to become white noise. You didn’t hear your roommate talk about some guy that stood her up or the weatherman talking about the weather. Nothing else seemed to matter. “Are you listening to me?” No, you weren’t. That’s what you wanted to say but you stayed frozen, unable to speak. Sarah snatched the invitation out of your hand. You didn’t bother to stop her. “No fucking way this bitch invited you to her wedding,” Sarah had strong feelings about the ending of your relationship with Wanda. She had every right to be upset as she was the one to mend the broken pieces. “Are you going?”

“Fuck Sarah I don’t know,” you glanced at the time on the stove. “And I do not have time for this.” You were supposed to have a quick lunch at home and then return to the office for a meeting with important investors. Being blindsided by an invite to your ex-girlfriend’s wedding was something you didn’t have time for. “I have to go. Just leave it on the fridge,” you grabbed your backpack. Lunch was a protein bar and a banana.

“Hey, dumbass,” you stopped at the door, turning to face your roommate. “I love you.” You rolled your eyes.

“Love you too, dumbass.” You walked out of your apartment, not bothering with the elevator. It was a beautiful sunny day, a stark contrast to the emotions that were swirling inside of you. Once upon a time, you dreamed of marrying Wanda. You were together for 2 years and knew every detail of how she wanted the wedding to be. It would be out in the country, not too many people to save on money. Maybe on an apple orchard or magnolia trees surrounding the ceremony. You would have given her everything, no matter the cost, and you were looking at rings to buy. Then she broke up with you. It was rather sudden, out of the blue, and she never gave you a good enough explanation. She told you that she fell out of love with you. A month later, she and Vision started dating. Sarah figured she was cheating on you. You couldn’t stomach that possibility.

“Nice of you to finally show up,” Tony said as the elevator’s door opened to his office. You rolled your eyes and sat down in the empty chair in front of his desk. You gave Pepper a small smile.

“I’m technically early,” you opened the protein bar. “I got distracted at home.” Tony sent a questioning look to his wife.

“Do you want-?”

“No,” you cut him off. “Let’s begin.” You got out your tablet and the meeting began without a second thought. You were the Chief Entrepreneur of Stark Industries. Your parents were close friends with the Starks and you and Tony grew up together. He was the brother you never had. So when Howard stepped down as Executive Chairman, Tony took over and promoted Pepper to CEO and you to Chief Entrepreneur. You were responsible for managing a portfolio of entrepreneurs. Your team was the future of Stark Industries, taking on risks and coming up with new products while Pepper ran the company. You didn’t envy her job and you loved working here. It was the best part of your day. However, it got uncomfortable and awkward when you had to deal with the CFO, who happened to be Vision and Tony’s brother.

They weren’t related by blood but you knew that made no difference, you were close with Natasha and Yelena. Howard and Maria adopted Vision when you and Tony were in high school. He was two years younger than you. You remembered the day when Vision and Wanda announced their relationship so clearly. Tony dragged you into his office and asked if you wanted him to fire Vision and kick his ass. You told him that it wasn’t necessary. You were professional and respectful with the man. It was rare that your paths crossed. You only had to be in the same room as him during company-wide meetings or meetings with investors. Of course, you had one today. The universe was testing you.

Once Tony concluded the meeting, you and Pepper left his office. It was rare that he came to these types of meetings as he trusted you and Pepper to make the right calls regarding the company. You both stopped to make a quick coffee. “Can I ask you something?” She nodded. “Are you helping Wanda with her wedding?”

“She’s asked me for some advice here and there,” she looked at you curiously. “Why?”

“Do you know why she invited me then?” In hindsight, you probably should have waited for the CEO to not be taking a sip of her coffee before dropping the news. She coughed, choking on the hot liquid. You bite your lip, trying to get your laughter under control, and rubbed her back to help her calm down. “Sorry.” You giggled. She waved you off and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

“It’s fine,” she cleared her throat. “She invited you to her wedding.” You nodded as you continued on your way to the board room.

“I got the invitation today,” you said. “It was why I was late, kind of took me by surprise.” You took a sip of your coffee.

“Shit, I don’t blame you,” you giggled. You loved Pepper. She was a perfect fit for Tony. She was the only one that could reel in your brother’s energy. “Are you going to go?” You didn’t answer. “Tony is Vision’s best man and I know Wanda asked Natasha to be her maid of honor.” You weren’t surprised by that. Natasha was the reason Wanda was part of your workgroup and how you met her. The redhead held onto a lot of guilt because of what happened. You didn’t blame her.

“Not sure, Pep. We will see,” you saw Yelena and Natasha waiting for you and you quickened your pace. Natasha was the Chief of Staff and the first person you hired when you got promoted. She helped you manage executive goals and you trusted her to oversee projects you didn’t have time for. You worried when your relationship ended with Wanda your friendship would the redhead was going to be jeopardized. It wasn’t and a huge weight was lifted off your shoulders. “Are you ready?” You asked Yelena when you got closer. The blonde was the reason you were having the meeting. She was a new hire but there was no limit to the ideas she had. Her latest project would partner Stark Industries with Wakandans International to develop a better prosthetic.

“I think I’m going to throw up,” her Russian accent took you by surprise when you first met her as Natasha introduced her as her sister. You laughed, shaking your head.

“Don’t be nervous,” she gave you a pointed look. “Come here,” you dragged her away from her sister and Pepper to a more private area. “You are going to kill it today. Do you know why?” She shook her head. “Because you have a passionate for this project on a level I’ve never seen before,” she began to smile. “And you have the support of everyone at this company, okay?”

“Okay,” you smiled.

“Just go in there and speak with the same passion you had when you explained it to me and you’ll do great.”

“Thank you. I appreciate you having some much faith in me,” you put your hand on her shoulder and squeezed it.

“No need to thank me,” you brought her back over to her sister with her hand still on her shoulder. You didn’t miss the questioning look the redhead sent you and you removed your hand quickly. “Shall we?” You opened the door for your group and everyone found their seats to wait for the others.

The meeting went…okay. You introduced everyone to Shuri, T’Challa, and Okoye. You’ve spoken to the trip on the phone but it was nice to meet them in person. Yelena began to present her research and the importance of the partnership but Vision questioned every little thing to an annoying degree. You understood it was his job to understand how this would affect the company financially however it was starting to piss you off. Even Yelena knew he was getting on your nerves as you tirelessly defended everyone in your group. The glares he was sending your way weren’t helping. Was there trouble in paradise?

In the end, the deal was signed and work with the Wakandans could being. Plus, you didn’t murder your ex’s fiance so it was a win-win in your book.

*

You loved when a new deal was signed. It meant an influx of projects for your team to work on and more people to help. But the first day was meant with paperwork, scheduling, and delegating responsibilities. And meetings. So many meetings. You were tired, hungry, and in desperate need of a beer. You were putting on your headphones as you exited the elevator and headed for the door but a voice calling out your name caused you to stop. It was a voice you knew so well. “Wanda,” you said as your ex-girlfriend approached you. She looked good, wearing a long dress that touched the ground. Her hands were resting in front of her and she was playing with the rings that were on her fingers. A tale sign of her anxiety. “What are you doing here?” You questioned.

“Waiting for Vision,” Right. Of course, she was. That was a stupid question. “He said you and Yelena closed on a big deal.”

“We did,” you said. “Yelena did a majority of the work. I just guided her in the right direction.” You saw a strange emotion flash across her eyes. It was gone as quickly as it came so you couldn’t place it.

“Well congratulations,” you smiled as your thanks. An awkward beat of silence passed between you two. God, you didn’t know how to get out of this conversation. “Did you get your invitation?”

“Uh yes, I did,” Great. This is exactly where you didn’t want this conversation to go. “It was beautifully designed.” It wasn’t a total lie, you just had no memory of what it looked as you stared at the tagline - ‘Wanda and Vision invite you.’ Wanda and Vision. She wanted to get married but she wasn’t marrying you.

“Do you think-” your name being called out cut her off and you turned towards the sound. It was Yelena. You didn’t realize the blonde was still at the office and you never been more excited to see her.

“Ugh,” she groaned. “I didn’t think you were going to wait for me.” She said as she got closer. “Oh hi, Wanda.” The blonde plastered a fake smile on her face.

“Hi Yelena,” the smile on Wanda’s face was strained. Yelena looked at you.

“Ready to go get drinks?” Drinks? Her green eyes said a lot more than her simple statement. She was giving you an out. You made a mental note to increase her yearly bonus.

“I am,” you smiled at your ex. “It was good seeing you, Wanda. I’ll see you around.”

“Of course,” she said. “Congratulations, again. You both deserve to celebrate.” Yelena linked her arm with yours.

“Bye Wands,” the blonde dragged you to the door. When you both stepped outside and you were out of sight, Yelena dropped her arm. “Boy, you could feel the tension in the lobby.” You let out a relieved sigh.

“Thank you for the save,” you said. “I owe you one.” She shrugged.

“Don’t mention it. I do it a lot for Kate and America when we go out. It’s second nature,” she started to smile. Oh, that smile was trouble. “Buuuut, if you want to make it up to me I know of a bar that is close by. We do have something to celebrate.”

“Hmm,” you placed your hand on your chin pretending to think. “I don’t think we have anything to celebrate,” you teased. “And I am pretty tired.” You faked a yawn.

“Suka (bitch),” you pushed on your shoulder. You gasped.

“That is assault,” you said. “I’m calling HR.” Yelena rolled her eyes.

“Are we going or not?”

“Lead the way, printsessa (princess),” you bowed. She laughed, throwing her head back at your pathetic attempt at Russian. You liked the sound of it.

*

“I still can’t believe you are going to this stupid wedding,” Sarah said through Face time. You sighed as you put your tie underneath the collar of your shirt. “And you didn’t even bring me.”

“I didn’t have a plus one,” that was 100% on purpose. The last thing Wanda would have wanted was for your best friend that wasn’t her number 1 fan to come to her wedding. “What else was I supposed to do? Tony closed the office because everyone was invited and you are visiting family.” You weren’t going to sit at home and be depressed. At least some of your friends were going to be there, but most importantly Yelena. “You put your jacket on. “How do I look?” You were in an all-gray suit with a white shirt. The only pop of color came from your tie.

“Hot,” Sarah said. “Damn if I were into chicks I’d grab you.” You rolled your eyes.

“Thanks,” you sighed, looking down at the watch Howard gave you for your 18th birthday. “I better get going. I’ll text you after the ceremony.”

“Good luck!” You ended the call. You were going to need more than you, what you needed was at least 5 shots.

*

The ceremony was in an apple orchard. It appeared the happy couple rented out the inn and the orchard for a private wedding. You were handed confetti as you approached the rows of seats. There were small groups of people, all of them you knew, waiting for the ceremony to begin. You saw Pepper, who sent you a small wave. You waved back and sat in the back row at the end of the row. Thankfully, no one came up to you to talk because you weren’t in the talking mood. Instead, you played with the watch on your wrist. “Well,” you looked towards the voice and saw Howard Stark. “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”

“Mr. Stark,” you stood up, holding out your hand for him to shake. The man rolled his eyes and pulled you into a hug.

“Please. I changed your diapers when you were a kid,” you felt your body heat up in embarrassment. “Drop the act, kid, it makes me feel old,” you smiled and sat down, leaving the end seat for him. “How are you? You don’t come by the house anymore.” That was true. You didn’t want to run into Wanda or Vision by chance.

“I’ve been busy,” you told him. “Your son is running me ragged.” It was the furthest thing from the truth but it pulled a laugh out of the older man.

“It was the best decision that boy has ever made promoting you and Pepper,” you smiled. “But how are you?” He asked again. “How is this?” He placed a gentle hand on your heart. You sighed, looking at the ceremony. This was going to be you, marrying Wanda but she picked someone else.

“Tired, Howard, if I’m being honest. I feel a little lost,” he nodded. You knew the man would never judge you. He’s seen you at your lowest point when you found out your parents were killed in a car accident. You were in a meeting with him and Tony when Maria came in to tell you. Losing them broke you but the Starks were there to catch you. It was why it hurt so much that it was Vision who started dating Wanda.

“I always told my boys to go after what they wanted, I never expected that advice to hurt someone I considered a daughter,” your breath hitched. You always so him as a father-like figured but hearing him call you his daughter brought tears to your eyes. You looked at the archway. You didn’t blame him. “But,” he grabbed onto your shoulder. “You will have your love story that will arrival that of your parents and I can’t wait to see it,” you fought the tears that threatened to fall. “You will always be a Stark, okay?”

“Okay,” you whispered.

“Now I must be going but we will drink at the bar,” he stood up fixing his tie. “I believe I’m paying for it so drinks are on me.” You laughed, whipping away a tear.

“Thank you, Howard,” he gave you a salute and got ready for the ceremony. Folding your hands you sat back and watched as the seats began to fill. Soft music began to play and you were going to need a drink after this.

*

You took a glance at the seating chart. Table 3 with Natasha, Bucky, and Yelena. You were grateful she did that for you. Did you look like an alcoholic as you were the first one to the bar? Probably but you didn’t care. Besides you knew everyone at this wedding and it wasn’t like you were here to impress anyone. You ordered a strawberry mojito and waited for your drink as the rest of the guests filed in. “You know,” you turned to face Yelena as she walked over to you. She was wearing a light green full-length dress. It had a deep v-neck and a slit that went up to her thigh. Her blonde hair was braided. “I did not believe my sister when she said you’d RSVP but here you are.” She ordered herself a long island.

“Yelena,” you said. “You look gorgeous.” The compliment flowed so easily off your lips. You liked the blush that crept up on her cheeks.

“You don’t look half bad yourself,” she fixed the collar of your shirt. “How did you enjoy the ceremony?” She got her drink from the bartender.

“I’m glad to be drinking,” you said, holding out your arm. She took it and you walked her over to your table. The blonde laughed.

“Well, it’s an open bar. So let’s drink till our heart’s content.”

The reception was fun. The first dance was beautiful and speeches made by Tony and Pietro made you laugh. But if you were being honest with yourself, you weren’t paying attention. You found yourself watching Yelena. You weren’t sure when your feelings shifted for the blonde. Since the partnership with the Wakandans, you and she spent late nights at the office. Those nights were filled with laughter, stories, and dreams shared, and stressing over upcoming deadlines. For the first time since your breakup with Wanda, you felt free. Even Tony said something about your mode change.

Natasha sat down next to you with another drink. “I love that you’ve moved on from Wanda,” she handed you the drink. “But can you stop undressing my sister in front of me?” You jumped, startled by the accusation.

“Nat, shit, I’m sorry,” her laughter cut your nervous rambling off. “That’s not funny,” you whined, taking a sip of your drink. It was a lot stronger than your other ones. You wondered if she made it herself.

“I think it’s hilarious,” she leaned back in her chair. “So are you going to ask her out or just stare at her all night?” You groaned, rubbing your hands across your face.

“I don’t know,” your eyes immediately went back to the blonde. She was standing with Kate and Carol. The brunette must have said something funny because she laughed. God, she was beautiful. She must have felt eyes on her because she looked around until her green eyes found you. She waved and you waved back.

“Look, I’m going to intervene because I love you both. She likes you so make a move,” you looked at the redhead, trying to find any sense that she was messing with you. But you found none.

“Are you sure okay with this?” You questioned. “Because if you aren’t I will ignore my feelings for her,” Natasha put her hand on your shoulder.

“She will treat you better than Wanda,” she squeezed. “And if she does anything to hurt you. I won’t hesitate to kill her.” You covered your mouth as you laughed to now draw attention to you. “Go be happy.” You stood up, grabbing your drink.

“Thank you,” you began to walk over to the blonde. You were nervous. If she was going to allow you to date her, it would be different than dating Wanda. You worked with her, you were technically her superior. If it ended as badly, it could affect the work dynamic. But you couldn’t think like that. You had to take it one step at a time.

“Hi,” Wanda stepped in front of you. She changed out of her wedding dress and into a shorter one. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you all night.”

“Must be hard being the woman of the hour,” you took a sip of your drink and locked eyes with Yelena over Wanda’s shoulder. You gave her a reassuring smile. Wanda chuckled, sipping on her drink. It wasn’t her normal cocktail, which was strange unless being with Vision changed her that much.

“Do you have a minute to talk?” You didn’t but you nodded. She led you to a balcony, and your surprise there was no one out there. She leaned her back against the metal railing. Her hands were on her stomach, playing with the wedding ring. It hit you. The drink wasn’t alcoholic, her hands on her stomach. You took a sip of your drink.

“Your pregnant,” you said. She almost dropped her glass.

“How did-” she cut herself off with a laugh. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.” You moved to stand next to her. “It was impossible to keep things from you.” ‘I guess you found a way,’ you wanted to say but you bite your tongue.

“How long?”

“2 months,” That was why they got together so quickly. That was why the engagement came out of nowhere. She cheated on you. Your stomach dropped. “Y/n-” she went to touch your arm but you jerked away from her.

“Don’t,” you hissed. “Don’t try to justify your cheating on me.” Oh, Sarah was going to have a field day with this. You took a deep breath in and slowly let it out, trying to keep your emotions at bay. “Are you happy?” It took a moment for her to reply.

“I am,” you nodded.

“Then go be happy with Vision and I’ll be happy with someone else. Have a nice life.” You turned to leave.

“With Yelena,” you didn’t like how she said her name. A hint of dislike and jealousy. When you faced her she was already looking at you. That same look was in her eyes that night in the lobby. She was jealous and possessive. Oh, it was comical.

“Don’t say her name like that,” you said, closing the gap between you and your ex. “Do you want to know the difference between me and you? You moved on while we were still together and didn’t have the guts to call it off because you slept with someone else. You have no right to be jealous over something you have no claim to. See around Wanda,” You waved over your shoulder as you walked back into the party. Drowning the rest of your drink, you saw that Yelena was still talking to Kate but America joined them. You through your cup away and walked over to the trio. You placed your hand on Yelena’s back as you approached them. The blonde looked at you, smiling. “Mind if I burrow her?” Kate and America smirked at each other.

“She’s all yours,” you thank them and moved your hand into hers, leading her out of the party. She squeezed your hand every few seconds, singling she was still with you. Finally, you stepped outside.

“I was going to give you 5 more minutes with her before I went and saved you,” you smiled, bringing her closer to you. She set her drink on the table. God, she was gorgeous. The lights danced in her green eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” You asked the urge was becoming too strong to ignore.

“Please,” she whispered. You connected your lips with hers without a moment’s hesitation. Her arms wrapped around your neck, pulling you closer to her. You felt her smile against your lips. Soon you pulled away but you kept her close, feeling her breath against your lips and her heartbeat racing. “I’m sorry about Wanda.” The mention of your ex snapped you out of your haze.

“Did you know?” She looked away, glancing at the reception through the window. But you gently placed a finger underneath her chin to look at you.

“I did but I’m not even sure if Natasha and Tony know and I thought she told you,” she was working herself into a panic attack. You brushed your nose against hers and captured her lips in a quick kiss. She calmed down. “I caught them at the office. It was late like so fucking late,” you chuckled. “I wasn’t sure what the hell I stumbled on. I think you were with Tony on a business trip to Japan,” you remembered that trip. You didn’t want to go as you and Wanda were planning on going to visit her family. “I’m sorry.” You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or her being so close, you weren’t sure why she was apologizing. But that brain power was for the future, sober you to figure out.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” that much you knew. You didn’t blame her. “We’re okay.” She let out a sigh. “Do you want to get out of here?” A playful smirk formed on her lips.

“I’ve been waiting all night for you to ask.”

*

Wanda stood in her kitchen, listening to her twins playing with their toys with the TV on with the latest episode of Bluey, as she flipped through the mail. A majority of it was junk mail; magazines she didn’t remember signing up for or ads trying to get her to buy something. Her fingers stopped on an envelope addressed to her and Vision written in beautiful writing. She ripped it open and stared at the invitation, ‘You are invited to the wedding of Yelena and Y/n, with a reception to follow.’

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Part 2

[kevainthemultiverse]

April Fools - Kate Bishop

Pairings: Kate Bishop x Fem! reader.

Warnings: Fluff, romantic comedy, cuteness overload because I miss Kate, reader is Spider-Girl.

Word count: 1765.

Kate looks up from her place on the couch to see Y/n in the kitchen with Yelena teaching the blonde how to make her favorite dessert, Brazilian brigadeiro, after they made the whole dinner by themselves. Both were entertained as Y/n made little balls of chocolate and rolled on the sprinkles, completely unaware that Kate is observing Y/n’s every move.

“You look like a stalker,” Clint said next to her, making her, reluctantly, look at him with a questioning look. “Have you ever realized how much you stare Y/n? Every time move she makes is caught because you look at her like a motion detection camera.”

Kate opens her mouth to say something, but it closes quickly. There is nothing she can tell Clint to get out of this position, he caught her, and both know it. The raise of his eyebrow is enough evidence.

“Don’t you think it would be easier if you just talked to her?” He continues to question.

“She is my best friend, Clint.” Kate sighs, looking over her shoulder and seeing Y/n hand Yelena one small chocolate ball, the blonde caught it looking for a few seconds as if inspecting. “I don’t want to ruin our friendship, it’s better if we stay like this.”

“I think that’s stupid.” He bluntly says, shaking his head and sighing. “And you’ll just keep looking at her like a puppy waiting for an owner?”

“Yes.” She said without thinking much, before turning to him quickly. “Wait, that’s rude!”

“It’s the truth.”

“Oh, this is good!” Yelena says in the kitchen, and Kate looks back at them. Yelena has her eyes wide, one hand holding Y/n’s forearm and the other throwing the rest of the chocolate in her mouth. “This is very very good.”

“Right? Now you understand why it’s my favorite.” Y/n replies with a cute small laugh that makes Kate look at her yearning. “Now c’mon, help me make the rest.”

“She will find out, you’re very bad at hiding.” Clint was vocal again, but this time he was getting up, about to stop the commotion in the kitchen due to Yelena making another brigadeiro just to throw in her mouth. “Hey, get out of there, Yelena.”

“Shut up, these are made to be eaten.” Yelena narrows her eyes at him, challenging him.

“Go sit with Kate, Yelena, I will make some extra for you.” Y/n sighs as she points to the living room. “But only if you sit there and don’t steal more brigadeiros.”

“Fine.” She fake complains and gives Clint a hard stare as if saying ‘don’t you dare eat my damn chocolate’.

“Can you make little balls for me, Clint? I’ll make more for Yelena before she kills someone because of chocolate.” Y/n asks before showing Clint what needs to be done.

“Smart girl, I would not hesitate,” Yelena replies as she sits on the couch where the older archer had been before. “You were staring like a creep, Kate Bishop.”

Kate almost chokes on her saliva as she hears it. Not only her mentor, and best friend, had noticed, but now Yelena had noticed too. And maybe Clint was right, it wouldn’t be long until Y/n realizes as well.

Okay, she was a bit slower at noticing romantic advances and Kate would often give really good excuses for her staring, but she wasn’t stupid.

“Is it that obvious?” Kate asks and Yelena nods with a funny face.

“Maybe not to her yet, but she is a superhero. Quick thinking and all of that.”

“Goddamn it!” Kate complains putting her hands on her face with a sigh. “I’m doomed, Yelena.”

“Tomorrow is that day,” Yelena says, trying to remember. “April Fools, use that!”

Kate looks at Yelena clearly confused.

“Do I have to do everything? A prank, that is not a prank.” She rolls her eyes at Kate. “Jesus, Kate Bishop, love made you slow.”

“I’m both offended and grateful.” Kate said as she shook her head.

As the archer leaned her back into the sofa thinking about what she would do tomorrow. Yelena was right, she could use this opportunity to put up to test the strong chemistry between them, but Y/n didn’t make it much clear if she actually felt something romantic for Kate or just as a friend.

△

Yelena had left Kate’s apartment late at night, Clint went to sleep on Kate’s bed while Kate and Y/n had left early to go to her apartment. Y/n had inconveniently forgotten her Spider-Girl suit charging and the other one was still drying from when she accidentally fell at the lake. But it allowed Clint to have a better night’s rest with Lucky and no unstoppable laughs coming from the girls.

Kate woke up in the morning confused as to why Y/n was screaming her name in desperation, she sat up trying to open her eyes and focus on her distressed best friend.

“I’m up, what’s going on?” Kate asked shoving the covers to the side and getting up, almost falling in the process, vision still blurred.

“I lost my powers!” Y/n said and to make her point she tried to shoot a web and miserably failed.

“What?!”

“Exactly!” Y/n ran her hands through her hair, which was very disheveled. “I have no idea why this is happening, oh my god.”

Kate is still trying to process as she gets close and puts a hand on Y/n’s shoulder. “Is there something stressing you up? We will get to the bottom of this!”

“I mean, yes… My ex texted me saying they want us to get back.” Y/n sighed as she revealed.

“That little shit-“ Kate breathes in angrily. “I have excellent aim Y/n; I will shoot them!”

“Kate, there’s no-“ Y/n interrupts herself and scrunches her nose up, her mouth opening as she is clearly about to sneeze. “A-a-atchoo!”

Y/n sneezes and Kate’s face is suddenly full of webbing. Her best friend laughs out loud, helping to take out all the webbing covering her eyes, nose and mouth.

“Oops, I think it was webbing constipation.” Y/n defends herself poorly. “April fools!”

“Oh, you-!” Kate says as both manage to take the web out of her face, and she goes to the bathroom to take out the rest and brush her teeth, ignoring how Y/n’s cute smile released the whole zoo inside her stomach.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist!” Y/n defends herself, leaning on the door. “You always do something, so I wanted to get you first!”

Kate silently brushes her teeth taking the rest of the web and Y/n helps clean her hair. Kate finishes brushing her teeth and suddenly pulls the other close, pressing the spiderling against the sink, one hand on each side of the woman. Y/n’s demeanor changes immediately, eyes widening, breath hitching, cheeks burning crimson and making it very visible to the archer her frustration.

“You shouldn’t play with me like that, Y/n.” Kate says slowly, and Y/n visibly gulps looking deep into her dark blue eyes.

Kate’s fall comes quickly after that, Y/n forcefully changes their places and now the archer was the one being pressed against the sink, eyes wide in surprise at the overconfident way her best friend had done that.

“You accepted that the day you turned into my best friend, Bishop, you were very aware and if anything you think I'm funny as hell.”

Kate gulped, before blurting out. “I like you.” Y/n rolled her eyes as the other one added. “Romantically.”

“Haha, Kate, I already know it’s April Fools.” The spiderling answers, shaking her head. “C’mon I thought you could be more original.”

“I am being original; this is reverse April Fools.” Kate defended herself. “I’m telling the truth instead.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Y/n still didn’t believe her as she pulled away.

Kate then put both hands on the sides of Y/n’s face and pulled her in for a long peck. She felt Y/n get rigid, then sigh slightly as she relaxed, however as if a sudden bucket of cold water was thrown in her head, she gently pushed Kate back.

“Katherine!” She said with wide eyes and crimson cheeks.

“I am being serious now; I didn’t know how to tell you and Yelena suggested doing a prank that was real.” The archer started to talk, looking away a bit embarrassed. “I was planning on a more elaborate prank to see if you felt something for me too, but… I kind of lost my cool.”

“I…“ Y/n was speechless, finally downing on her what was happening.

“I am in love with you, reverse April fools!” Kate sings shaking her hands a bit as silence fills the room.

The other woman suddenly scoffs, shaking her head as she clearly cannot believe her ears. But it’s Kate that is shocked when she speaks again.

“It fucking took you long enough, Kate, seriously. Yelena had to suggest that? Jeez.” Y/n rolls her eyes as she gets closer and kisses Kate’s cheek. “I’m also in love with you, idiot.”

“I swear to god if you’re playing me right now-“ Kate narrows her eyes, getting distrustful.

“I will kiss you to prove it.” Y/n shrugged.

“A real one, no bromancing!” The archer raises an eyebrow, defying Y/n to do that. “Bromance without the bro.”

“…Mance?” Y/n asks in confusion.

“I meant romance actually.” Kate corrects herself, sheepishly.

“I think you should stop talking.” Y/n laughs as she shakes her head.

“I am trying to, but you’re taking too long to kiss me!” The other one defends herself yet again.

Y/n makes the last step and kisses Kate, first a long peck, but then both deepened the kiss putting all their bottled-up feelings into it. When they separated, breathing hard, both laughed.

“Okay, this really isn’t a prank.” Kate said, breathless as she looked lovingly into Y/n’s eyes.

“I’m not sure yet, I think you need to keep kissing me to try and convince me.” Y/n says, clearly not meaning it, but making more excuses to kiss Kate.

“Oh, how dreadful.” Kate replies, smiling. "Normally I'd say you need to put more trust in me but... I don't know, we need to really make sure this isn't a prank."

She had to remember to thank Yelena later, maybe pamper the shit out of her with some brigadeiros and spicy food as a thank you. She would definitely be happy with that.

In the meanwhile, Kate would take her time kissing her best friend, current lover, and future girlfriend. They obviously needed to make sure it wasn’t a prank (an excuse they would use even in the future).

[lives-in-midgard]

Elevator Confession

Pairing: Yelena Belova x reader

Summary: What will happen if you get stuck in an elevator with Yelena, the person you have a crush on?

Word Count: 940

A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you to @buckys-wintersoldier for giving me this idea. I hope you like it!! 💞

Divider made by @firefly-graphics

Masterlist

A few years ago you took the opportunity to join the Avengers. You went on missions with them and after a while you became very close to the other Avengers. When Natasha introduced Yelena to you a year ago, you immediately got along with her. After a few months, you and Yelena became very good friends, but you also started to have feelings for her. Just like Yelena did for you.

But you both decided to keep your feelings a secret from each other until you suddenly confessed your feelings on the following day:

It’s been a while since you’ve seen and talked to Yelena. Because you had a crush on her you wanted to put some distance between the two of you but this wasn’t easy because you started missing her a lot.

That day you went to the compound for a meeting with the other Avengers. You got there on time and as you walked towards the elevator you saw Yelena go in as well.

“Please wait for me!” You yelled and Yelena turned around and started smiling when she saw you.

“Only if you hurry up!” She yelled back, making you laugh. You walked to Yelena. After greeting each other, she pressed the button for the floor where the meeting would take place. Silence began to grow between the two of you and you didn’t know what to say. You got nervous and looked around, and when you saw the buttons of the elevator you suddenly got an idea. You looked at Yelena with a smile. She noticed your smile and started to chuckle.

“What got you smiling like that?” She asked curiously.

“What do you think would happen if I clicked all the buttons?”

“I’m not sure, but I don’t think that would be a good idea.” Yelena said.

“But I think it would be interesting and fun to see what happens.” You said excitedly.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Y/N.” Yelena warned you again, but you were already standing next to the buttons and started clicking all of them. It looked funny how all the buttons started to light up, but then suddenly the elevator stopped, the light went out and you flinched.

“I told you this isn’t a good idea.” Yelena said annoyed, but when the light came back on, she saw a scared and panicked look on your face. You were so nervous and started clicking the button, hoping that the door would open. You were so nervous that you didn’t even hear Yelena say your name.

“Oh, noo noo. This can’t happen.”

“Shit, I’m stuck…I’m stuck in an elevator.” Out of nervousness you started playing with your hands. Yelena moved closer to you and gently placed her hand on yours to make you stop. She smiled at you and gently moved her thumb over your hands. You began to calm down and took deep breaths with her.

“Hey, it’s okay, you’re not alone.” Yelena said after a while.

“Shit, you’re right. I’m stuck with you…the person I have a crush on.” You suddenly confessed out of panic. You quickly pulled your hand away from Yelena and covered your mouth.

“What did you just say?” Yelena asked.

“Oh no, I didn’t want you to find it out like that.”

“So, you really have a crush on me?” Yelena asked with a grin and you got nervous again.

“Yeah, now you know my secret.” You confessed and Yelena came closer to you. So, that there were only a few inches between the two of you.

“What would you say if I told you that I have feelings for you too?” Yelena asked and you began to blush.

“You do?” You asked quietly and Yelena nodded. You started to smile, and Yelena took the last step between the two of you.

“Is it okay if I kiss you?” She asked softly and all you could do was nod, which made Yelena chuckle.

“Are you sure?” She asked again.

“I’m so sure.” You said, making her smile. Yelena placed her hand on your cheek and smiled at you. You couldn’t wait for her to kiss you any longer, so you pulled her closer and kisser her. You could feel Yelena begin to smile as your lips touched hers. The kiss started gently but then became more passionate. You enjoyed the kiss so much that you completely forgot where you were until suddenly a sound was to hear and the elevator door opened. Yelena and you quickly let go of each other and looked at the elevator door where Natasha was standing, grinning at the two of you. She just looked at the two of you, nodded at you, then turned around and walked away. You looked at Yelena and you both started to laugh.

“That was so weird.” You said after you stopped laughing.

“Yeah, it was.” Yelena said and you looked at the clock on your phone.

“We missed the meeting.” You confirmed.

“Would you like to have a coffee somewhere?” Yelena asked and you started to smile.

“Sure” you said and walked back into the elevator. Yelena pressed the button in the elevator, but this time you stayed by her side and held her hand instead of pressing all the buttons.

You went to a coffee shop not far away from here and enjoyed the evening together. Later that day, Natasha told you everything important from the meeting and that she is really happy for both of you. Exactly like you and Yelena are. You still can’t believe that Yelena feels the same way about you, but it also makes you so happy.

Taglist:

@marvelogic | @yelenasdiary | @youralphawolf72

[writershapeholeonthedoor]

Happy Together

Pairing: Florence Pugh × Fem!Reader

Summary: A cute unplanned date night with your girlfriend, Florence

Disclaimer: English is not my first language, be aware and be kind

"Hey," Florence greeted as she walked closer to where you were leaning against the car. "You didn’t have to pick me up."

It was late. Very late, actually. There were maybe three or four cars still in the parking lot aside from yours, but there wasn’t anyone else walking around. They were probably still in the studio working, even at that ridiculous hour.

Florence's face showed her fatigue. She had cleaned her skin from the heavy makeup she had to wear on set and it was easy to spot the bags under her eyes. She was also wearing her comfortable sweatpants and a loose jacket, the same clothes she had walked out of the house earlier that day. It seemed she was a minute away from falling asleep while walking from the way she was dragging her feet.

However, as soon as she spotted you, her face lit up all at once. You could feel your chest warming up at the clear affection you could see in her expression, at the bright smile that curled her lips up, at the way she seemed taller and more alert than she had been a second ago. It was mostly dark around you two, and you wouldn’t have been able to see anything if it wasn’t for the reflectors around the parking lot, but you would be able to swear right there that Florence lit up everything around her like the sun.

When she stopped in front of you, glancing up, you realized you hadn’t replied yet. Instead of saying something yet, you cupped her jaw, tilted your head to the side, and pressed a lingering kiss on her lips. You didn’t bother to deepen it, though the simple, delicate touch was enough to make your heart race inside your chest.

When you pulled away, all smiles and warm cheeks, you wasted no time placing both hands on her waist to keep her where she was. Standing between your slightly parted legs, looking at you with those soft green eyes. Suddenly, you were in no rush to get back home. You could stay there forever with her, if needed.

"Yes, well, I wasn't going to let you get a cab this late," you replied after a few seconds.

It was past midnight the last time you checked your phone. One of the downsides of her work. When the night shots started, Florence would be in the studios for much longer than usual and, really, there were days she didn’t even know when she would be free to go home.

When she told you early that week that she would be getting back home around two or three in the morning, you were worried, of course. So, the obvious solution in your head was to make sure she would get there safely. You two didn’t live together yet, and you knew you would stay awake until she texted you to let you know she made it home, so, really, it was easier to go pick her up.

Besides, that gave you an excellent excuse to see her again. Even if you woke up together only hours ago.

Florence rolled her eyes fondly at you, a smile trying to make an appearance, before she placed a palm flat against your chest, right above your heart. Her hand stayed there for a moment, but her finger quickly started to draw the outline of your bra under your shirt. It was a move made out of habit, you knew it, but there was no stopping the shiver that ran down your spine.

"We don't need both of us to have a fucked up schedule, you know?" She said.

You shrugged. "I don't have work tomorrow, so it's not a problem." Then, because you knew she would insist that you didn’t have to be there, you kept talking: "Did you have time to eat yet?"

The grimace that took over her expression was enough to let you know the answer, but she still grumbled under her breath. "No. I literally just left the costume department to take off my clothes. We had to make, like, a million takes on the same thing," she complained and an adorable pout showed up right after.

It made you want to lean over to kiss her lips again, but you kept yourself in place offering only a smile at her. You didn’t quite understand her world - the shootings, the photoshoots, the costumes, the takes - though you loved the way her eyes shined whenever she mentioned her work.

That, of course, didn’t change the fact that, sometimes, her working schedule messed up some other aspects of her life, such as eating food and drinking water. It always made you worried whenever she told you she skipped lunch or that she totally forgot to drink water that day. You always jokingly said it was a hard task to make sure she would live another day, but, in reality, you were just constantly worried about her.

Which explained the way you physically cringed when you heard her poor explanation. "Oh, Flo," you sighed and just knew there was no point trying to talk her into healthy habits. "Well, let’s see if we can find an open restaurant, okay?"

"I'm tired." Florence pouted while drawing her hands to her shoulders and then down your arms.

"I know, but you need to eat something. We can order it to go, if you wish."

"Fine," she sighed and pulled away from you, which almost made you regret ever saying anything. "But just because I'm actually hungry."

"Get inside your carriage then, madam," you joked, adding a weird French accent in the last word, and making a quick run to the passenger's side to open the door for her.

She chuckled at you and kissed your cheek as she walked past you to enter the car. You took some precious seconds to recover from the way your heart fluttered because of the delicate kiss, but, eventually, you were able to rush to the driver's seat and take off not long after that.

"What do you wanna eat?" You asked.

"Whatever we can find open this late at night," she replied with a small shrug. "It's very late, I doubt we're going to find any open restaurants."

You would have to agree with her. You tried to keep your eyes on the road at the same time you glanced from side to side to see if you could find anything that was still working that late, but Florence's favorite places were closed, just like everywhere else. It was a bit crazy to think a city that size wouldn’t be working 24/7, but it seemed it wasn’t your lucky day because there were no restaurants still open for you to take your girlfriend for a late dinner.

Eventually, after you drove for several minutes and your frustration grew more and more, you felt Florence's hand touching your thigh to get your attention. "Let's go home, my love. I'm sure I still have some instant noodles in the cabinet."

You sighed, ready to admit your defeat. "I guess we would only find a McDonald's working this late. Sorry, babe."

Busy as you were trying to get a better look at the river mirror to change lanes so you could drive to her house, you failed to notice the face your girlfriend made. "Hmm," she hummed, tilting her head to the side as well. "I wouldn’t be opposed to McDonald's."

"Really?" You asked in surprise, throwing a quick glance at her. "McDonald's?"

"They have a vegetarian menu now," was the only thing she said before shrugging, and you really didn’t need much more to change your way to the closest McDonald's you could find.

Florence loved to eat real food, as she liked to say, and it was very unusual that she would express the wish to eat fast food like that. However, considering the other option was to go home and make instant noodles, you weren’t going to try to change her mind. Besides, you really loved good junk food.

"Fine," you relented. "But, if your mom asks, I get mad when you don't eat healthy food." To make your point, you turned your head at her, taking advantage of the red light, and made a face that was clearly you trying to have an 'I'm-Mad-Façade'.

Florence laughed loudly, throwing her head back for a moment and showing the column of her throat, before she leaned over until your noses were almost touching. What did touch you, though, was her finger poking where your eyebrows had joined thanks to your fake grimace. It made your face instantly relax and she laughed again when you pouted and looked at the street again. A second later, the light turned green and you were moving again.

"Very mad," she teased, although there was too much love in her tone for it to actually bother you. "The maddest."

You sighed dramatically. "My efforts are never acknowledged."

"They're always acknowledged, darling," Florence corrected you gently as she placed a soft hand on your thigh.

You grabbed her hand and raised it to your lips so you could kiss her knuckles, but you had to drop your light teasing with her since you had to pull into the drive-thru. "What do you want to eat?"

"Oh, I could eat an entire house," she groaned. Florence moved a bit to be able to read the bright letters as you drove in. "McPlant, the apple pie and fries."

"Anything to drink?"

"I should probably get water," Florence said, but, as you looked at her with a raised brow, she laughed. "What? At least I got the vegetarian one!"

"So that means you can drink the milkshake," you joked, already leaning over to make your order.

"That's way too much food," she commented when you moved to grab your credit card.

You shrugged. "You said you're hungry."

"But two large fries, four apple pies and nuggets?"

This time, you opened a smile at her as you waited to type your password. "I hope you enjoy the menu for our romantic date," you joked. "Very romantic," you added after putting your wallet away.

Florence rolled her eyes, but she had a big smile on her face and you couldn’t resist leaning in to give her a peck. You drove to pick up your order next and, after putting way too many things inside your car, you started driving toward her house. Florence kept talking about her day, her crazy agenda, her ongoing meetings and table readings, and you listened to her carefully as both of you stole a french fry from a bag every once in a while.

You were about a mile from her house when she tapped your arm suddenly and pointed at something. "Let's go to the park!"

"What?!" You asked without trying to hide your surprise. "Do you know how late it is?"

She glanced at you. "It's literally in front of a police station. And there’s a place to park the car."

"Are you sure you don't wanna go home?"

"I'm just trying to bring this romantic dinner to a nice location," Florence explained.

And even if you weren’t totally sure it was a good idea, you also knew you were very bad at telling her 'no'. That's why it wasn’t a surprise at all when you found yourself parking your car at the spot right under a lamppost. It was a nice park, but you already knew that. Florence takes her dog there for walks and you have joined them more than once. Even so, it looks even better at night. The fountain lit up with thousands of little lights that also made the trees and flowers around it glow as well. It was also a beautiful night. They could see the stars and the moon up in the sky, the street wasn’t awfully noisy as usual, and the few people walking around didn’t even seem to exist.

Florence apparently had intended for you two to eat inside the car, but you got out and started to put the different bags of food on top of the hood before you coaxed her outside as well. Your girlfriend looked a bit suspicious, although she didn’t offer any resistance when you helped her slide on the hood. You made a quick pause to give her a kiss, letting your hands rest on her hips for a few more seconds, and then you pushed yourself up to sit by her side, already grabbing a nugget to eat.

Florence only smiled at you, shaking her head fondly, before she reached for her burger to start eating. There, both of you talked and ate with no rush at all, talking and laughing and sharing fries. At some point, Florence had some ketchup at the corner of her mouth and you used the pad of your thumb to clean it, smiling when you noticed her cheeks turning a bit darker.

"I'm sorry," you whispered with a grin, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious.

"For what?" Florence asked and tilted her head to the side.

You shrugged, unsure. "Well, you're used to fancy restaurants and those complicated dishes I can't even pronounce. And here I am, making you eat McDonald's on top of the hood of my car."

Florence's hand touched your cheek before you could look away from her as you planned on doing. She waited until your eyes were locked with hers and smiled gently. "This is the most romantic dinner I ever had," she declared so certainly that there was no room left for you to doubt it even for a second. "Because it's you, and I’m so lucky to have you, darling. How lucky can I be, really, that I just got the best girlfriend in the entire world, huh?"

Feeling even more embarrassed and a bit flustered, you end up looking down. "Didn’t know you were dating yourself," you grumbled under your breath, almost low enough that Florence wouldn’t be able to hear it.

But she did, and her reaction was to laugh happily at you. Florence's body ended up leaning toward you and her forehead rested on your shoulder as her small frame shook with laughs, and you just couldn’t help but put your arm around her waist even if your cheeks felt like they were on fire. It still amazed you that you kept falling more and more in love with her as the days went by.

"Come on, let’s get you home," you said after her laughs ceased.

You tapped Florence's thigh and tried to move away, but she only leaned away enough time to place a hand on your cheek to pull you in for a kiss. Your lips touched gently at first, bringing a shiver down your spine, though you didn’t waste any time to slip your tongue between her parted lips. Florence sighed against your lips and that’s when you both knew it was time to break the kiss.

"You're coming with me, right?" Florence asked once she pulled away, licking her lips while brushing her thumb against your bottom lip to brush off her lipstick.

"If you wish for my outstanding presence," you joked and got an eye roll as a reply, which made you chuckle. "Anything you want, Flo."

"Let's go then," she declared. "I want to cuddle!"

"Your wish is my command, my love."

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Nosebleed- Yelena Belova

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Characters: Yelena Belova

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- Hello there! Can you do Yelena with a S/o who gets random nosebleeds? Thanks. Have a great day!

Word Count: 461

Author: Charlotte

Your knee collided into the woman’s chest before you swung your arm, narrowly missing the punch you threw. She braced herself, setting her feet firmly into the ground, returning a punch to the side of your face and knocking your legs out from underneath you, letting your back smack into the mat below you. You let out a groan, the air having been knocked out of you as the blonde woman leaned over you, a smirk on her lips and her hand held out for you to take.

“You did better,” she complimented. “You need to plan ahead though; I could see that punch a mile away.”

You nodded your head, taking her hand and letting her assist you back up onto your feet.

One of the things that Yelena made clear when you started to date was that you needed to be able to protect yourself as there would be someone one day that would try to hurt you to get to her. It wasn’t the most ideal thing to hear. You didn’t particularly like the idea of someone coming after you to get to your girlfriend, but Yelena was worth it, and she was a pretty good teacher as she taught you how to not only defend yourself but put up a good fight. You weren’t the best, but you were getting better, not that you could imagine you’d ever win any of the sparring against her.

You grabbed your water bottle, taking a large mouthful. As you pulled the bottle away, you noticed the drops of red at the mouth of the bottle, just beyond where you had been drinking from.

“Shit, did I get your nose?” She asked, handing you a towel.

Wiping the towel under your nose, you let out a sigh. Red stained the once off-white towel.

“It wasn’t you,” you frowned, using one hand to hold the towel to your nostrils, whilst the other moved up to pinch the bridge of your nose. “This happens all the time, it’s more annoying than anything. I’ve seen a couple of doctors and it just seems to be a thing that I’ve got to deal with unless I want to sell an arm and a leg for more tests, but it doesn’t seem to be anything too worrying.”

Yelena raised an eyebrow at you, not fully understanding what you were talking about as to her, chronic nosebleeds were a concern, but she trusted you to know your own body and was mainly just glad that she didn’t cause the nosebleed.

“As long as you are okay.”

You gave her a smile, past the towel hanging down the front of your face. “Just give me a minute to stop the bleeding and you can kick my arse again.”

[florencepughswhore]

Inspection

Warning: smut!

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Though it had only been about a week since you had seen her last and the two of you had went months before without seeing one another this trip was different. It was torture knowing that she somewhere in Costa Rica traversing through the dangerous jungle and not even being able to speak to her. It was driving you insane, you were worried about her, you knew that she would be okay and make it back to you however the fear that something, anything could go wrong had you on edge. The entire week of her adventure had you nervously pacing around your home or working to distract yourself from pacing around your home.

When she had finished the adventure and got back to her phone the first thing Florence did was call you. She knew how stressed you were about her trip before she left and she wanted nothing more then to reassure you of her safety.

“Hello Darling!” Flo yelled excitedly into the phone

“Flo? hi baby how are you? Are you okay? Are you safe? Where are you? When are you-“ Your worried questioning were interrupted promptly

“Darling Darling Darling I am okay I promise that I am fine absolutely fine, nothing happened to me. I loved every moment even those parts that I was a bit nervous about! All went well and I even got to jump out of an airplane in the end!” She spoke so happily about the adventure

“What did you say? You jumped out of an airplane? That is so dangerous oh my god, fuck, I am happy you are okay. When will you be home?”You asked biting your lip

“I have a plane out tomorrow morning darling, I will be back before evening, I cannot wait to see you! I love you hon!” Florence smiled at the thought while ending the call

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You don’t know what came over you when she walked through the door but you sprang from your place on the couch and to her at the door. She looked tired but otherwise externally okay as she dropped her bags to the ground and smiled happily at you as you reached her.

Your hands went immediately to her face holding it between your hands as you looked into her beautiful eyes and sighed happily.

“Welcome home floss, I missed you and worried about you the whole time.” You spoke with a frown

“I know y/n, I missed you too baby but I promised I’d come back to you and here I am.” She spoke sweetly placing her hands on top of yours and leant in to kiss you

The kiss was passionate instantly from the time and distance apart, or the tension of fear none may ever know but neither cared much as sighs of contentment escaped your mouths. Tongues not battling as they sometimes did but caressing one another in a worshiping way. Your bodies as close as they could get and your hands roaming to hold each other.

Flo pulled away and smiled at you stating that she should at least put her bags away before ravishing you however she did not know that that was not what you wished for.

You followed her to the bedroom and as soon as she placed the suitcases down you grabbed her shoulders turning her around to face you.

“Baby is eager today hmmm?” Flo grinned as she spoke

“ Just stand still for me Flo will you please?” You ask sweetly

Florence is intrigued, confused, but incredibly excited for whatever is about to happen. As her breath quickens she nods her head signaling for you to continue with your plans whatever they were.

You stood there for a moment just staring at her taking her him the short brown hair that she held back with her little gem stone clips, her beautiful makeup-less face, the hoodie and jeans that she had worn from he airport. She was beautiful, perfect, and seemingly untouched from the dangerous Costa Rican Volcanic rainforest.

You started with the clips taking them out and letting her hair fall around her face. when they were all out of the hair you ran your fingers through her hair massaging her head as you leaned in to share yet another long caressing kiss that left you both breathless and Florence reaching for your clothes which caused you to pull away with a giggle.

“Y/n what is this game you are playing?” Flo said eyebrows knitted and desperate for you

“Stay still and you will see baby” you responded moving your hands down to her chest

She released a breath as your hands slightly squeezed her breasts. Too quickly however your hands had continued their journey away from her breasts to the hem of the hoodie helping her pulling it off to see that the only garment beneath it was her black sports bra. You ran your hands over her shoulders and down her arms. Circled her body to kiss the tips of her shoulders and her back, checking as you did so for any injuries that could have been left from the dangerous adventure. You brought each of her palms to you lips kissing the blisters that she had received from using ropes to climb down waterfalls and other such activities. You sighed agitated that even though thus far this was the extent of any injury to your beloved girlfriend they were still injuries to her beautiful hands.

Flo at this point understood fully what was happening her girlfriend who had anxiously awaited her return for a week was inspecting her body for any injuries or differences. It was adorable the way that you cared for her the ways that you showed that love even more adorable your lips landing on each and every mole that she had and she had no doubt that you had memorized them with the amount of times that you spent kissing them and gazing at her body after the two of you lay spent and tired from and eventful night of pleasing one another. She loved you like this possessive, protective, loving she’d have you no other way.

Her thoughts slipped away with her breath as you mouthed her breast through her sports bra. The unexpectedness of it caused Florence to release a breathy moan but the moans continued as you lifted your gaze to hers and continued to suck on her breast slightly. Her hands reached out and grabbed your waist needing something to hold on to or she knew she would go mad.

You pulled away finally and lifted her arms to then help her dispose of the sports bra allowing her breasts to be freed making you whimper as they bounced slightly. You finally grabbed Flo’s hand and led her to the bed, now that her back had need inspected there was no need to keep her vertical. She laid down gladly smiling a cocky little grin at you as yo straddled her and placed your hands around her boobs. One on each groping them and letting your thumbs rub against her nipples, those pretty little nipples that hardened so easily at your touch. You were making almost as much noise as Florence was, loving having her home, and thus far unscathed (besides her hands which would need attention at a later time). As you groped her boobs your body thrust slightly absentmindedly against her loving her noises and the sight of her before you. Finally you couldn’t take it anymore and leaned forward wrapping your lips around one of her nipples sucking hard and swirling your tongue around it as well as the rest of her breast.

Her breasts were sensitive, they always were, her moans were deep and she couldn’t help but grip your head against her. She loved the way you were excited just to please her, the way you knew perfectly how to make her moan no one else. You were her little genius. Your mouth had now moved on to the other nipple which had been only serviced by your fingers until this point. After a few moments and a few sucks that made Florences hips buck on their own accord you popped off of her breast. Mouth slick with your saliva and smiling at her you leaned down and kissed her deeply, she had the urge to flip you over, pin you down and fuck the shit out of you but she knew you’d be sad to not finish your “inspections.”

You lifted yourself from the kiss and slid off of your lovers body back to the floor she lay propped up on her elbows legs dangling off the bed as you stood between them fingering the hem and watching the way Flo’s skin got goosebumps and she whimpered slightly at the too-little-attention. With a smile you unbuttoned her Jeans, unzipped them, and pulled them all the way off of her. Every action had Florence’s breath coming out in shorter breaths there was no way she was going to survive this. So there she lay clad in only her underwear propped on her elbows mouth slightly ajar, eyes dilated, and hair messy. You wished you were an artist so that you could paint this, have it hung up and stare at it forever. She was glorious.

You began kissing her starting below her breast and going down stopping briefly at her belly button and small piercing that she must have put back in as soon as she was done with the adventure. Your tongue played with the piercing a little making flo go a little crazier as she flung herself back onto the bed. Then you continued again kissing to the hem of her underwear then down her thighs all the way to her feet and back up the next seeing again no injury or change from the last time you saw her you were satisfied that now you had only one more inspection to do and it was one of pleasure more than anything else.

Florence gritted her teeth as you slowly pulled her underwear off of her the wet spot on them being very large and telling you that she was throughly enjoying this inspection. Her pussy lay bare before you, untouched by injury, and wetter then anything you’d ever seen. You let out a groan just looking at her. You leaned forward and kissed her licking up the slit and flicking her engorged clit just once. Then you stood back up as she groaned in protest.

“Hold on Flo, one more thing to do before you can cum.” You say as you swiftly stick two fingers into her.

This was completely unnecessary for the injury check but it was a very fun add on in your opinion and Flo seemed to enjoy it as she moaned and thrust against your fingers. You began thrusting them in in out of her watching her fall apart before you when you knew what you wanted and pulled out your fingers.

“Y/N! Why did you do that?” Florence growled sitting up and threatening to pin you down and take what she wants from you.

“Can you lay back against the headboard Flo? I promise no more games.” You said smiling at her before sticking your wet fingers into your mouth causing her to groan as she sat back against the headboard.

You promptly striped and climbed up the bed and to her smiling brightly.

“What are you up to ?” Flo asked breathlessly

“I want us to rub against each other flo, please?” You whispered to her though there was no one else in your home

Her eyes widened and she exclaimed a great “God yes baby”

You positioned yourselves so you were straddled over her and as you looked into her eyes you lowered yourself onto her. The first touch alone was delicious from there it was all thrusting, pulling, and pushing. At first flo laid back and watched as you worked to not only please yourself but also her. At a certain point it got too much for her and she sat up wrapping her arms around your naked form and thrusting with you. Your bodies sliding perfectly against each other causing the most amazing feeling as the too of you left open mouthed kissed and hickies all over each other. When your moans got to that high pitched area and turned only into whimpers Florence knew you were close and she wasn’t far behind. She began thrusting harder the wetness from the two of you was all over the place and the noises it created only added to the effect of the thrusts. Then she felt you bite down on her shoulder hard and your hips stuttered against her. She let out a grunt at the bite and continued thrusting to her own release finally coming to a stop a few minutes later while praising you.

“Y/n, yes y/n, good girl good girl god you are the best girl!” She said her face stuffed into your hair with you moaning at the overstimulation of her continued thrusts

After a few minutes of slowly ending your thrusts the two of you repositioned yourselves so you laid facing each other, legs and arms wrapped around each other.

“Fuck I should go on dangerous adventures more often if this is what I get when I come home.” She said with a smile as she moved your hair from your face and kissed the blush rising to your cheeks and nose

“I am sorry for being a bit over protective flo I had to make sure you didn’t just say you weren’t injured to make me not worry.” You said sheepishly kissing her palms where the blisters lie

She smiled at you “ I know y/n, I know.”

God you were adorable.

[yelenasdiary]

Not Really A Secret

Pairing: Yelena Belova X Fem! Reader.

Summary: Natasha makes it her mini mission to get you to confess your feelings for Yelena once she puts two and two together. 

Word count: 1.8K

Warnings: some light swearing, mentions of loneliness  If I left any out, please let me know. 

Type: Fluff.

AC: This came out longer than I expected. 

Since you joined the Avengers not too long ago, you’ve been training your arse off to impress the rest of the team, to show them you could be trusted and this is what you wanted, to make a difference. Wanda took you under her wing when the Avengers were on a mission, noticing your powers were similar to hers but all she saw was a scared woman who didn’t want to fight against those doing good. 

You quickly became good friends with Natasha who agreed to help you train while Wanda would work with you to help you keep your powers under control. “Y/l/n, are you ready?” Natasha entered the compound’s kitchen. “Go easy on her today, Nat” Wanda looked up from her book. “Wanda, it’s fine” you smiled at them both before following Nat to the training room. 

“What are we doing today?” you asked, eager to start your session. “Well, we’ve been training for what, 3 months now? I think you’re ready for a challenge” Nat replied. “I like the idea of that, what’s the challenge?” you asked as you both stopped at the entrance of the training room. Nat smirked at you then looked into the room. Yelena was doing her daily workout with a punching bag. “You’re gonna fight Yelena today” Nat spoke, turning her attention back to you. You watched as Yelena continued throwing punches at the large red bag. Natasha noticed a swift of deep green aura twinkle from your eyes. One of your powers was being able to see things in great detail, no matter how far you were from the object or person. Your eyes followed the sweat that Yelena had worked up. Nat tilted her head to the right slightly, watching the green aura dance around in your eyes. 

“Will that be a problem?” Nat asked, making you blink instantly, your aura disappearing. “Sorry, you want me to fight…Y-, you want me to do what?” you struggled to word your sentence. “If you can take on Yelena, then we’ll move onto something more complex for you” Nat explained. “Just remember everything we’ve gone over the 3 months. You’ll be fine. Come on” she added, pushing the doors open. Hesitant to follow Nat into the training room, swallowing the gulp in your throat you remembered the things Wanda taught you to keep yourself calm. You weren’t angry but you found it hard to be around Yelena. 

“Yelena, can we borrow you for a moment?” Nat walked over to the fighting ring in the middle of the room. 

“Natasha, I am not in the mood for your games today. I just want to train in peace” the Russian accent was thick. “Please, it’s important. I need to see if Y/n here is ready to move on to the next step” Nat begged while you stood beside her, not making any eye contact with Yelena. “Agh, fine” she groaned, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Nat smiled, “Thank you” she spoke to Yelena then turned to you, “You’ve got this, just remember everything I’ve taught you,” she said before taking a seat to watch.

“I do not have all day, are you coming up here or not?” Yelena spoke to you, annoyed that Natasha interrupted her session. You nodded, still unable to make any eye contact with her. 

You stood in the ring facing Yelena, eyes locked on the floor. “You have to look at me, y/n” she spoke again. Slowly raising your eyes, they met wither green eyes that you loved but would never admit it. “Okay you two, get on with it,” Nat said from her seat. You threw your first move at Yelena who easily blocked it. Throwing your next to one, just to be blocked again “This will be fun” Yelena chuckled to herself, making you even more nervous to fight her. You threw a 3rd move and within seconds Yelena had you on the floor of the fight ring looking down at you with a smirk. “Is that all you’ve got?” she asked. You got up and tried again, different moves this time. Natasha sat watching how unfocused you were. Yelena had you on the floor servals times before Natasha called it quits. 

“Looks like she needs more time Natasha” Yelena commented as she left the ring, leaving you laying there looking at the ceiling. Natasha hovered of you, “What was that?” she asked confused, “I thought you had this” she added. You could feel your face starting to heat up from embarrassment. You quickly got up and avoided eye contact with Natasha. “I’m trying to teach you everything I know, if you’re just going to throw some basic moves how do you expect to learn anything? You should’ve been able to at least trip Yelena by now” Nat spoke in a harsh tone. “Nat, stop. I’ve had enough” you snapped, quickly leaving the ring walking towards the door. “Where are you going?” Natasha called out as you slammed the door closed with your powers. 

Yelena looked back at Natasha, “Sore loser” she commented. “You could’ve gone easy on her” Nat replied. “How will she learn if I let her have it?” Yelena rolled her eyes. 

You used your powers to fly yourself to the roof of the compound, sitting on the edge looking into the distance. “You just had to stuff it up. You couldn’t just fight her like you know you can” you spoke to yourself in frustration. Despite everybody being so kind and accepting of you here, you felt alone. You had no family and no friends to call your own. Now you’re at a compound with people who have grown to love each other as a family. You wanted a space to call your own, a place you could escape from when things like today get a bit too much. Your deep green aura glowed from your hands and eyes as you manipulated the trees in the distance to form a hidden spot just for you. Unaware Wanda standing behind you, watching you as your hands moved, throwing balls of green here and there before you flew over to your newly made comfort spot. 

Before you could get comfortable Wanda unexpectedly joins you. “Are you okay?” her voice made you turn around, “agh, could I please just be left alone?” your tone was stern. Wanda shook her head. “You know, it’s okay” she stood there watching you. “No, it’s not. I just made a complete idiot of myself. Natasha has been training me for months and I could even fight Ye…I just couldn’t do it” you explained. Wanda’s head tilted ever so slightly at the fact you couldn’t even say Yelena’s name. “Take a moment to calm yourself, when you’re ready, come back to the training room, okay?” Wanda walked out, leaving you to have a moment to yourself. Rolling your eyes, you knew Natasha was going to make you train together whether you felt like it or not. 

You took your time before returning to the training room where you were met with Natasha and Wanda. “Welcome back” Nat looked at you. You didn’t say anything. “Come here and let’s try again” she added. “Nat, I’m not going to fight” you paused, working up the nerve to say her name, “I won’t fight Yelena” you spat. “You’re not. You’re going to fight me” Wanda said, standing in the middle of the ring. You felt relieved you could show Natasha that you have actually learnt a lot from her. “Come on, get in there” Nat encouraged you with a smile. 

You wasted no time; you go into the ring and under Nat’s strict rules of no powers you successfully showed Nat everything you’ve learnt. You had Wanda pinned to the floor of the ring multiple times, Wanda giving you a tough fight. Natasha stood, watching with a proud expression. She knew you could do it, just not with Yelena. 

When Wanda left the room, Natasha came up beside you. “Why can’t you be around Yelena?” she asked softly hoping not to overstep. “I can” you lied. “Really?” Nat’s left eyebrow rising. “What? So, what, I couldn’t fight her, she’s too skilled for me right now” you excused. 

“No, Y/n. You can fight her; you’re just fighting her in the wrong way” 

“What do you mean? I’m not fighting her” you started to panic. “You can’t make eye contact with her; you struggle to say her name and turn into a whole different person around her. I say I think you know what I mean” Nat replied with a smirk. “Tell her, it’ll make things easier for you with an actual answer” the Russian added before leaving the room. 

Natasha’s comment played on your mind for the next few days, this annoyed you. You wanted to ignore the way Yelena made you feel. Unsure how she felt you knew Natasha was right. “Get it off your chest,” you told yourself when it was just you and Yelena alone for once. 

“Y…Yelena” you spoke softly. She looked at you with eyes of beauty and care. “Yes Y/n?” she questioned. Suddenly you got cold feet. “Noth…nothing, it’s fine. Sorry I bugged you” you spoke fast as you stood up from your seat. “Y/n” Yelena looked confused. “I’m sorry, I have to go” you chattered. “Y/n, sit down” Yelena’s voice was stern, kind of scared you a little but you sat back down, not making eye contact with her. “What is going through your mind?” she asked. Shaking your head, “Nothing, I just, its, nothing” you studder. “Y/n, if you have a problem with me, tell me.” Yelena now has the wrong idea of you and the way you were around her. “I don’t hate you, Yelena, don’t think that” you looked at her. 

“If that is true, why do you act so” she paused trying to think of a nice way to explain it. “I like you” the words running out of your mouth. Yelena smirked at you. “I was hoping that’s what this was” she replied. “You knew?” her comment surprised you. Yelena chuckled, “Y/n, I am not stupid. I knew” her smirk grew bigger. “Why didn’t you just, I don’t know, tell me to leave you alone or something?” you asked, still unsure where her feelings sat. “Because I didn’t want you to. I was waiting for you to say it” 

“You were?” 

“Yes. I knew you would one day, I was hoping for it to be sooner but what can you do?” Yelena winked at you causing you to blush. “Come here so I can finally kiss you” Yelena spoke without breaking any eye contact. With pleasure, you stood up and walked over to her. Gently taking her face into your hands she stood up, placing her hands on your waist, and pulled you in softly, kissing your lips with care. “Say it again, please” Yelena smiled as you pulled away, looking at her deeply in the eyes, “I like you Yelena Belova” you smirked.

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