Shit, Bucky Kidnapping Yelena Became Canon

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I gotta wonder if all these 18yo keyboard warriors like Yelena or just like to argue and be petty.

– an asexual who enjoys shipping Kate and Yelena

Looks like Tumblr keeps eating my ask so I’ll take that as the universe saying my other fic sucks lol. On to the next! You put them moving in together after 6 months in your forks fic so they’re hitting milestones at a breakneck speed. Here we go, first kiss!

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It happens on the New Year. Clint and Laura told her repeatedly she was more than welcome to stay with them but she declined. Her mom’s first court appearance is set for the day after Christmas and despite everything, Kate wants to be there for her. A text comes through when she’s just getting home.

‘You promised me drinks, Kate Bishop.’

‘How’d u know I was back?’

‘I am a Spy.’

‘Should I be worried? Am I ur nxt assignment?’

‘Haha. You think I would make appointment to kill? Also poison is for cowards. I would use gun. You would be dead now if I wanted it so.’

Kate doesn’t want to examine how her life got to the point where that was both a turn on and a comfort to read. Another text comes through.

‘This Christmas market you spoke of where can I find it?’

Yelena wasn’t joking about hitting all the tourist traps. Rockefeller was out thanks to Kate’s lumberjack moment but she’d done the statue and the empire state. Kate agreed to the tour guide role, promising drinks and a trip to the market. They see each other every day after, Kate introducing Yelena to more of the city. The trip to Katz Deli followed by Magnolia’s bakery is particularly popular with Yelena but a hole in the wall pizzeria has her perfectly happy as do street meats from vendors in between stops at the Met and the Museum of Natural History. It doesn’t take long to realize food is the way to impressing Yelena and Kate pulls out all the stops to do just that.

They get shawarma at three separate places all claiming to be the destination of the Avengers after the battle of New York. Kate listens to childhood stories of two kids who would grow up to be two of the deadliest women in the world. Smiles at the thought of the woman in front of her, young and lost, whistling knowing she would be found by her big sister.

They agree to watch the ball drop together and it takes a while but Kate finally convinces Yelena not to do that in person. The logistics of it make it far too much of a hassle especially when it’s visible from her rooftop where they’d have easy access to toilets, heat, food and drinks.

Yelena carries the tv up there and rigs it to get cable. Kate refuses to help but watches her lug everything up with no effort. There's a lot of strength in that little body and Kate feels warmer just watching her.

“We have phones that work just as well, Yelena.”

“Not as well, Kate. Bigger screen, all the channels. I don’t want to miss any good performances. This is best.”

“They’re doing the opening number of Rogers the musical at 11-“

“No, no, no! We have tickets for this, I want to be unprepared. It’s going to be hilarious, I can’t wait.”

“Please don’t laugh the whole time, they’ll kick us out.”

Yelena laughs, setting up a couple lawn chairs in front of the TV.

“So funny, Kate Bishop. Kick me out? They do not have enough security in all of Broadway for that. You are hilarious.”

Kate sighs but lets it go. Whatever Yelena gets her into she’s sure they’ll handle it. She brings over a couple blankets and the cooler of drinks then she heads back for the pizzas Yelena brought with her and they settle in to watch ring in the new year.

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Tag!

I left the kiss up to you. Mostly cuz I can't decide if they also sleep together that night so you decide lol. Merry Christmas!

Not "breakneck speed"! They're just useless U-Haul gays. 6 months is taking it slow by gay standards lol :)

Let's do it. First kiss(es)!

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11:50

Yelena had already told Kate the story of her and Natasha, their childhood in Ohio with Alexei and Melina, her life in the Red Room, and everything after it.

"I read file but it is not the same. You tell me the Kate Bishop story in Kate Bishop's words."

"You already know all the spoilers."

"I like movies I know the endings of. Predictable. I can tell what's coming. Like well thought out attack."

"Of course you'd say that."

"What?!"

"Nothing. It's just a very...Yelena thing to say."

"I do not like how you say that. 'Yelena thing to say.'"

Kate looks at her and smiles then looks at the countdown on TV. Seven minutes to midnight.

The dreaded "Midnight Kiss" tradition popped into her head about thirty seconds ago and it's started to make her toes tingle. The sensation has been slowly crawling up her body since. What happens at midnight? Are they going to do the awkward hug thing? The cheek kiss thing? What if Yelena leans in to kiss her? What if she kisses Yelena and gets rejected? What if? What if? What if?

"...ishop? Kate Bishop? If I am that boring that you tune my voice out you should just say so."

"No. No! Sorry. No. Not you. I was just...yeah. Not you. Sorry. What were you saying?"

"That your mother paid me a lot of money to kill you too and maybe I should have done it."

"Very funny."

Kate looks at the clock.

11:55

Kate can't sit anymore. She grabs her beer and stands awkwardly stiff in front of the chair she was just sitting on. She doesn't move, doesn't go anywhere, she just...hovers in front of it.

"Was the chair not to your liking?"

"Chair's fine. Chair's great. Chair's not a problem."

Yelena takes a beat and chortles.

"You are nervous, Kate Bishop."

"I am not nervous. Why would I be nervous? I don't have a single thing to be nervous about."

"I was trained to read body language at twelve." Yelena allows the words to hang in the air. "You are nervous."

"You see this scar right here? Face first into a giant rock in Central Park because I still couldn't even ride my bike properly at twelve. Rub it in."

11:56

Yelena laughs quietly, grabs her vodka rocks, and stands next to the still perfectly immobile Kate. Yelena kills her drink and pours another. She wouldn't say she's drunk but she's not sober either.

"Do you want another American Piss Water bottle?"

Kate shakes her head, pretending she doesn't find the thing endearing.

"Stop calling it that."

"Looks like piss, tastes like piss, and not a real beer. American Piss Water is what I will call it. Come to Russia one day. We will have a real beer together. Do you want another then?"

"I will take another regular American beer, yes."

Yelena grabs one of the bottles she had lugged up earlier and passes it to Kate.

"One American Piss Water for Kate Bishop."

11:57

Kate stands in silence looking out at the sea of people beneath them. She can feel Yelena's eyes scanning her skin.

"What does Kate Bishop think of when she stands in silence?"

"Lots of things."

"Obviously I asked because I want to know what those things are so, tell me."

Kate feels the pit of her stomach light up ablaze. There was something inherently sensual about the way Yelena didn't ask but instructed her instead. Would she ever admit that out loud? Only time would tell.

"I told you. Lots of things."

11:58

But the time wasn't now. Right now she was a bit drunk, quite nervous, and a lot bratty.

"Is one of those things if I will kiss you when midnight happens?" Kate clears her throat trying to hide the fact that she half choked on air. "Because if so, the answer is yes." Yelena pauses. "Unless you do not wish me to."

"NO! No! Do wish! Totally wish!" Kate realizes that was much too eager and reels it back. "Like...if you want...or whatever. Wasn't even thinking about it y'know. It's..."

Kate gets cut off by Yelena's lips on hers. Kate's hands fly to the side of Yelena's face, her cold beer pressing against the older woman's cheeks. Yelena's hand snakes behind Kate's neck pulling her impossibly close. Their tongues meet for a brief moment. Kate feels Yelena's teeth graze her bottom lip in a soft but possessive pull. But before Kate knows it, it's all over. It feels like a million things happened but the kiss lasted five seconds. If that.

11:59

Yelena pulls away and takes a nonchalant sip of her vodka as if absolutely nothing major had just transpired. Kate turns to look at the clock on the TV. The minute countdown has started.

"It's not midnight."

"Sometimes you just have to...not talk."

"Ah. Yeah. Heard that before."

They stand ungracefully as the clock counts down.

"That was...nice." Kate tries to fill the dead air as the screams of the crowd below chanting down from thirty threaten to drown her out.

"You have soft lips." Yelena screams above the people. "And you smell good. Like peaches."

"Thank you! I know right? It's this like, exfoliating thing my mom got me. You're only supposed to use it three times a week but I said 'screw it' and I've been using it every day and it's been so..."

Yelena groans, rolls her eyes, and steps forward to close the distance between them. Her lips are on Kate's with eight seconds to spare.

This time they kiss in earnest. This time they pour everything - all - into it. It's not a "shut up" kiss. Well, it's not just a "shut up" kiss. It's both of them letting out a sigh of relief neither of them knew they'd been holding in for years. It's both of them finding home for the first time.

The ball drop comes and goes by the time they finally decide they need air.

"Is that like...a Russian thing? The tongue thing you did?"

Yelena shrugs, cocky smile painted on her face.

"Maybe."

"I shouldn't have said anything."

"You like how I kiss. It is good. I welcome the feedback."

"Whatever."

Kate smiles and leans in to steal another kiss, seemingly not able to get enough of Yelena's lips. When she pulls away Yelena takes in her face and raises a single brow. It's clear she's quite proud of herself.

"I was right."

"Right about what?"

"You wanting me to kiss you at midnight."

Kate exhales dramatically.

"What? You're going to tell me they taught you how to read minds when you were fifteen?"

"No. But they did teach how to study targets. I paid extra close attention to your file."

Emma Myers on whether Wednesday and Enid would make a good couple.

No one ships Wenclair as much as Jenna and Emma.

Natasha: You know, when I was your age—

Kate: You know, when I was your height…

Natasha:

Natasha: Now listen here you little shit—

Here is the real scene from the season finale, Wolfwren canon 🤙🏻😔