Yelena X Y/n - Blog Posts

- fuck me eyes -

OKAY HEAR ME OUT - i know yelena is ace / aro in the comics (and maybe the mcu but not confirmed) but this is my story so 🥲anyway if you are uncomfortable with me making yelena be in a relationship then do not read further <3 Y/n is Wanda Maximoff's younger sister and is training with Kate Bishop under Clint's supervision.

All characters are of legal age

————————————————

Y/N's pov :

because of my 'bad' behaviour on the field, Clint has made me stay back to fix some trick arrows instead of going out with him and Kate on some retrieval mission. Which I admit does suck. But jokes on them, I love making trick arrows.

i spin in my chair grabbing a 'very dangerous' arrow and laughing at the label Kate put on it before placing it in the bag of arrows I've already made.

The radio is blasting some grunge rock music, the sun isn't out because it's winter in New York. However, it's snowing which is amazing for me.

I nod my head to some AC/DC song, my hair is in a messy bun, I flip my safety goggles up to get a better view of the snow falling onto the ground outside.

"KATE BISHOP" a unfamiliar voice rings through the room, making me tense up, I spin around to the source of the raspy voice and see a woman, about my age, blonde hair and a cute outfit on.

"she's not here" i state in a monotone voice, just as I had been trained, when in doubt stay calm until Kate panics.

the woman's eyes widen and she looks at me with a light blush, probably from the cold New York weather. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" i smile politely, the woman nods and quickly exits the room.

YELENA’S POV :

Kate Bishop and Clint Barton have been on my ass all Christmas, my mission was simple. Get revenge on him who murdered my sister, anyone who dares to try stop me, will be killed. I've recently found the location of where Clint Barton is staying while having his holiday in New York. That means today is the day Mr Barton dies. I walk into the apartment, the door is not locked however the house is empty. Is what I think until I hear a familiar song. Some old song from my youth, it's loud and sounds like metal. What a song to die to. I smirk as I turn the corner to see the back of someone's head. Black curly hair faces away from me. Well that's not the figure I was expecting. Maybe it's the protégé.

"KATE BISHOP" i shout making my presence known to the small figure.

The raven haired person spins around in their chair just to reveal, to my dismay they are not Kate Bishop.

"she's not here" the woman states with a shrug. the girl is beautiful and the voice matches the face. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" follows the previous comment, the girl smiles mockingly toward me.

All I can do is nod, and when I tell you I've never picked my phone up so quickly I mean it. Once I'm in the living room I pull my phone out, putting the number into my contacts and deciding to send a quick message to the Bishop child.

I aggressively type "Bishop, who the fuck is that fine ass woman in your apartment? You know the one with the fuck me eyes? And the fuck me face? And the fuck me fingers? I'm going to need her full name, address and her relationship status."

I hit send and not even a minute later a message comes through from the Bishop child. "Hey, I'm guessing your Yelena, yeah please refrain from talking about my best friend like that"

and with a devious smirk I stumble to push my phone back into my Jean pocket and walk out of that apartment in hopes of seeing the girl with the fuck me eyes once more.